tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64389476197042216782024-03-13T20:27:56.045-07:00White Snow in the ApocalypseSnow comes and melts. I come and lost.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07100465284000249773noreply@blogger.comBlogger281125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438947619704221678.post-13879120906527750332011-07-23T10:31:00.001-07:002011-07-23T10:31:38.948-07:00Hold on<p>Kekadang rasa macam loser pulak nak menyibuk dalam wall orang, blog orang. Niat macam nak berkawan, tapi entahlah, tak rasa macam dibalas rasa nak berkawan tuh. Mungkin ada batasannya kot. So, sorilah kepada siapa-siapa yang rasa tak senang dihinggapi oleh tuan penulis blog ni. Memang salah diri sendiri pun. Ini cuma pengakuan damai, agar takde pulak orang yang terdetik dalam hatinya "takde keje ke budak ni". So better hindar orang dari buat dosa tak pepasal. </p><p>Sebenarnya agak sukar nak lupa wajah singa. Singa ni kekadang comel pun, sampai malam2 pun susah nak tidur. Singa memanglah lemah lembut, tapi ada kalanya dia ganas. Mcam nak memburu. Singa pun suka jual mahal, ini yang susah untuk orang yang bergaji rndah ni, sekadar lintas Afrika nak mencar air kat lopak atau mana mana oasis. </p><p>Apa apa pun, Lion, akhirnya ko ada 'roh' kat ataas meja aku nanti. </p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07100465284000249773noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438947619704221678.post-2650311165511361142011-03-09T13:09:00.002-08:002011-03-09T13:10:07.611-08:00Cinta ituCinta itu sakit<br>Cinta itu bayangan<br>Cinta itu sesuatu yang perit<br>Cinta itu kesakitan<p>Cinta itu umpama di awangan<br>Cinta itu indah<br>Cinta itu impian<br>Cinta itu tiada<p>Itulah cinta,<br>Itulah suka,<br>Itulah akhirnya,<br>Itulah normanya,<br>Itulah kebenciannya,<br>Itulah dendam hitamnya,<br>Itulah noktahnya. <p>Aku sentiasa membenci diriku atas satu kesilapan yang ku ulangi tiap kali atas nama "tiada yang mustahil". <p>Kiamatnya, cinta itu cumalah neraka. <p>Salam. <p>Sent by my iPhoneAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07100465284000249773noreply@blogger.com47tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438947619704221678.post-35239557916875855182011-03-09T13:09:00.001-08:002011-03-09T13:09:14.240-08:00Cinta ituCinta itu sakit<br>Cinta itu bayangan<br>Cinta itu sesuatu yang perit<br>Cinta itu kesakitan<p>Cinta itu umpama di awangan<br>Cinta itu indah<br>Cinta itu impian<br>Cinta itu tiada<p>Itulah cinta,<br>Itulah suka,<br>Itulah akhirnya,<br>Itulah normanya,<br>Itulah kebenciannya,<br>Itulah dendam hitamnya,<br>Itulah noktahnya. <p>Aku sentiasa membenci diriku atas satu kesilapan yang ku ulangi tiap kali atas nama "tiada yang mustahil". <p>Kiamatnya, cinta itu cumalah neraka. <p>Salam. <p>Sent by my iPhoneAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07100465284000249773noreply@blogger.com35tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438947619704221678.post-39754991597199952562011-01-01T08:45:00.000-08:002011-01-01T09:10:02.654-08:00Selamat Tahun BaruSalam,<div><br /></div><div> So, it is New Year today, yeah you can get drunk, get frozen bite (?), kissing around, or whatever it is that you wanna do. Boring. Although it was the first time I'm celebrating New Year yesterday, everything is still the same- boring. It's not because I ended up almost froze bitting my toes and few pains in my right ribs, it's just because New Year is- boring. </div><div><br /></div><div>So I would like to say Happy New Year to all the readers (erk, I dont think I have one). Hope that this year (2011) will be a great year for all of us. Thanks for everything, and with this, I'm closing down this blog forever to start a new blog.</div><div><br /></div><div>It's just a another chapter of my life.</div><div><br /></div><div>Thanks hensemituhandsome.blogspot.com for being with me through thick and thin.</div><div><br /></div><div>Salam alaik. :D</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07100465284000249773noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438947619704221678.post-25019297666936010842010-12-29T03:11:00.000-08:002010-12-31T06:47:26.334-08:00ModestyI never thought that I can stream the radio channels in Malaysia via iPhone. That's so cool! Buy an iPhone, worth it!<div><br /></div><div>*Apple, can I get extra discount on MacBook coz' I promoted one of your product? Please.*</div><div><br /></div><div>I'll never gonna buy MacBook anyway. I had Biochemistry and Histology classes today, since this is the last week of classes before our New Year Break, so we didn't expect anything to be that 'hard'. Ouh, except for Histology, we've got concluding test; It's PMS time! However, passed that test already. But, something seemed so wrong today. Everything was so damn straight and lucky today. It's like I'm not suppose to get that marks, but I've got that marks. I wondered why is it has to be like this? You know, when I'm ready, everything that will happen is crap. No seriously crap. But, if I didn't ready for anything (last minute struggle, didn't read lecture note, didn't draw anything, didn't know any slide), then what I got is, not bad. Uish, this is so wrong. Syukr.</div><div><br /></div><div>Okay, actually I stopped at the paragraph above yesterday. Because? I was not in the mood. Now I'm back, in 31 December. Yeah, currently the whole Russians and maybe most of my friends are counting down to celebrate New Year? Me, hell to the NO. Last year I slept,so what should I expect for this year anyway? </div><div><br /></div><div>*Suddenly, I just realized that, I'm improving a lot in writing, like no need to watch for any 'past or present tense' in each sentence. This is so WOW. But still I'm suck in writing though.*</div><div><br /></div><div>Few days past, my friend posted in her blog about 'Kesederhanaan' which bring us to the topic- 'Modesty'. Actually I am much interested in my other friend's blog post, which is about 'lecture'. Yeah, I admit that I felt offended by her post, BUT SERIOUSLY I have my own reasons to say that I'm right, and nevertheless she's wrong. Nevermind, it's better to be in 'peace' right? Did you get what I mean 'peace'? Ah, whatever. </div><div><br /></div><div>Back to the topic, actually, when I was reading her blog, 'light bulb' suddenly appeared which brought me to write an offended-or-not status in Facebook- "Do we consider it is modesty when we appear to show off the modesty?". Yeah, it was all of sudden idea. Somehow, she felt kinda offended with that status. Sorry Aynn, I had no intention at all, it just only...an idea. I am so manipulative in seeing positive things to negative things; coz' I'm not an optimist. That's why I love opposing something. But, seriously do we consider things ARE in MODESTY if we SHOW OFF the modesty? I see, 'modesty' is the opposite of 'show off', but still, modesty is kinda 'good' right? Actually Aynn did asked me, what is 'modesty' actually is? How do we measure it?</div><div><br /></div><div>Sincerely, modesty is hard to measure. It's hard because it involves our heart. My Ustazah once said that, what we see people from the outside, is what we can see people from the inside. Sorry Ustazah, since the first second you said that, my answer is still NO until now. You can't judge people from the outside; how he wears, how he talks, how he's saying thank you, how he appreciates things. Simply because everyone is UNIQUE. God made us with different faces, attitudes, thus making our community has our own diversity. There's a reason for that. Maybe you said he's showing off his modesty; like Nik Aziz does. He lives in moderate house. He's doing that because he wanna show people 'be like me'. See, it depends on people, because Allah told us that, everything that we voluntarily do, firstly it starts with 'nawaitu'. Not stimulus as in Physiology.</div><div><br /></div><div>That is not wrong.</div><div><br /></div><div>Does living as a moderate person means we can't get anything better than others? I mean, like I wanna an iPhone, suddenly, there's a makcik was begging for money on the street, you cancelled it just because you think "I'm buying this iPhone, while that makcik was begging for money", then, "It's better I give all my money to her so that she can get better life as me". Well, that's fucking stupid moderate, seriously no offense. We have our own life, we work for it. </div><div><br /></div><div>"But but, how about if I'll talk only among the girls, no guys, is it still can be considered as I am moderate in conversation?". Man, this is what I have to say, it's right, but depends. I'm not playing God, but I'm giving my opinion. This is not an ultimate truth, like I said, it's just an opinion. Kita cakap kita Muslim bersaudara, tapi apa yang terjadi di sini, yang aku nampak aku dan aku Muslim lelaki, yang lebih ketara, kau dan kau Muslimah perempuan. Cakap saudara seIslam, tapi, bila kau perlukan pertolongan kuli laki baru kau terhegeh-hegeh nak baik dengan lelaki, apa kes?</div><div><br /></div><div>Nah, boring la, lebih baik aku layan Naomi yang sedap-sedap dok atas peha aku yang empuk ni, dari aku layan rigidity. Pfft. Babai. Naomi pun dah lari, aku lagi la. </div><div><br /></div><div>Salam.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07100465284000249773noreply@blogger.com169tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438947619704221678.post-74071736203384356762010-12-27T10:24:00.000-08:002010-12-27T10:40:54.668-08:00MSAI would like to say thanks to, first and foremost, the election committee for doing a very nice and very very very very very very systematic jobs plus seriously we, the students, really love your effort in making out the great improvement and ideas; the MSA dissolution and few awards. I was totally surprised, by then, we indeed also surprised by that. It gives our community a great appreciation throughout what they have done; Arvinraj, Husainy, and so on. *clapping*<div><br /></div><div>Nevertheless, not to be a racist here, but congrats to those who won and got the place in MSA positions, although most of the positions are conquered by the Malays. Malays or not, for me, if once you've got the responsibilities, get it done nicely, beautifully, and efficiently. You are holding the ultimate trusts from our communities, thus, everything and everyone is relying on you. Please, don't make us disappointed. I'm a bit disappointed when the election ended, some group of 'people' left the hall with a 'sad' face. We shouldn't be like that. All that we can do is to support them, because after this, a great change gonna happen, hence, the unity will be the main mission ahead of us. </div><div><br /></div><div>All that happened there, for me, the most precious thing I did there is, thanking Chan Sin Chai (our ex-MSA president) and Johan Ariff for their contributions and helps when I was in Malaysia, having trouble alone with my VISA, while others are blinding their eyes thinking nothing happened *for certain people only*. </div><div><br /></div><div>"We voted for a change, then let the change votes for us"</div><div><br /></div><div>Salam.</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07100465284000249773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438947619704221678.post-11861397234440823902010-12-27T02:39:00.000-08:002010-12-27T05:49:58.130-08:00Hari Penentuan?<div> Enough relaxing yesterday, today started with a happy yet a lucky day, indeed. I was totally happy about today, I don't know I'll be happy or not after that MSA election, but, for 18 hours 46 minutes, totally worth. I didn't get any presents or kisses, or hugs, or whatever that commonly human gets, but, what I got is, a question. </div><div><br /></div><div>Don't freaking wonder an 'out of the box question', seriously, I was just glad that I've got an easy question for Physiology class discussion today. It's not that 'yeay', but for someone who didn't prepare anything at all by just sleeping all night after a tiring paintball match, I think that is so awesome. I opened the Physiology book during the class was about to start, started reading few things which commonly I didn't know how to 'goreng' them, then fed up. I thought, maybe I just can get an extra help there; ask your friend to explain everything to you. Since my teacher is 'mrs-follow-name-list', so everything was so 'predictable'. I read all the things that I predicted, then, done. Actually, I didn't read 'all', only few of them. Owh yeah. </div><div><br /></div><div>Yesterday, we had a wonderful (?) paintball match. Owh, this is so 'SPM-like' essay (I never wrote factual essay p.s), hope you guys can bare with this. Owh, well maybe Meera Banu can bare with this. Anyway, it's not that paintball match that I was so excited so so much to tell you, but, it was during our journey, what we talked about. Apparently, I didn't talk much, but, my seniors, Abang Syazwan and Anuar talked much. Obviously it's about politic, here in Volgograd. There's the truth in what they had spoken. Maybe for some people, it's an offense, but, seriously, how Abang Syazwan sees things, and how Abang Anuar/Anwar agreed with that, that's so weird, totally out of from what I've expected, especially about Abang Anwar. He explained lots of thing, mainly about:</div><div><br /></div><div>"What they called 'Islam', but it's not Islam. But what they called 'not Islam', is really 'Islam'.</div><div><br /></div><div>Obviously, what our religion taught us, like dancing and singing is not encouraged, it's like a 'wrong things' to do. It's on 'black and white' side. People sees like that. For me, Abang Syazwan said that, here in Volgograd, now, we are so vernacularism (or what ever you wanna call them), where, Muslims with Muslims, Hindus with Hindus, and Christians with Christians, and Buddhists with Buddhists. It isn't wrong, but, we admitted that we are Malaysians. Malaysia means Malays, Indians, Chinese, Ibans, Kadazans, Singhs, or whatever it is, and so be it. Don't expect one Malaysia in here. Seriously, it is not 1Malaysia. He said: "Dulu tak cam ni doh. Dulu time aku padfak (preparatory course), kalau raye je, semua India, Cina, sekali tolong masak semue. Lain doh sekarang, bila dah ramai, semua dah mula berpisah". "Aku rasa kita kena buat Malam Aspirasi kita sendiri". What I shocked is, "Aku setuju dengan mu etong (abang Syazwan)" said Abang Anwar. </div><div><br /></div><div>"Kita kat sini pikir nak Islam tuh, macam pemerintahan negara polis. Gunakan kuasa. Memang kuasa itu salah satu cara, tapi, bukannya yang utama. Apa yang utama, lihat balik maksud Islam, iaitu 'sejahtera'. Buat apa kita nak boikot itu, boikot ini. Banyak orang fikir, Islam itu perlu jadi seperti 'Islam-orthodox" (tak ingat, tapi maksud dia macam islam tegar, so I put 'Islam-orthodox'). Semua macam 'mu kena ikut cakap aku'. Islam tak begitu, Islam sejahtera. Kita patut menganjurkan Malam Aspirasi macam yang kat Moscow buat tuh, sebab, itu menggalakkan kerjasama. Cuma, adalah batasan-batasan dia, tak perlu terlampau liar, terutamanya Islam. Ada sajak, ada syair, ada nyanyian, tarian biasa-biasa, sudah mencukupi, apa yang penting, isi di dalamnya. Sini, orang yang fikir 'islam', bila dengar 'Malaysian Night' sudah macam-macam, semuanya teruk, semua kafir, semuanya dosa. Apa yang penting 'ISI' didalamnya."</div><div><br /></div><div>He really opened my eyes. It's just USRAH USRAH USRAH, posting hadith this and that only, saying this and that, and MSA must be conducted by Muslims, what is important here is 'cooperation'. You said: Islam is not a name, it's a VERB. Apparently, you are making Islam is A NAME, A NOUN. Seriously, I don't need hadiths and Al-Quran to tell me this simple thing; how 'harmony' is so important, because, there's a lot of thing Allah created to us, the trees, air, animals, cats (?), not just al-Quran and us. We are given an akal, and brain, to think. Remember, Al-Quran and Hadith is not a rule which being set up, it's a 'GUIDANCE'. You said: "Pokok beralun ditiup angin, that is Islam, because it follows Sunnatullah (for Meera: it's like a rule being set up by Allah, like, if we kick a ball, then the ball move, so it follows Sunnatullah, but, if we kick the ball, then the ball DIDN'T move, so it's not Islam), but, look what have you done? You (some of the ehem ehem) discriminates others. Sorry, I have my weakness too, but, come on, I saying this for myself and you and you out there. Don't be so Orthodox, WHERE:</div><div><br /></div><div><ol><li>"I cannot talk with men, even my classmates I should rarely talk"</li><li>"Men cannot wear jersey with 'holy cross' logo on it. </li><li>etc.</li></ol><div>Dude, ya habibi sekalian, simply what I see from you guys are just bunch of 'matlamat menghalalkan cara'. When it comes to your side, "ouh it's okay, i can talk with you". When it comes to others, "NO NO effing NO you CAN'T !!". So sick of this. Really. I see, seriously, you guys can do what you guys wanna do, who is 'typically' just like you, when it comes to 'other' than you, then it is wrong. Tudung for example. When it comes to guys who are wearing England jersey, you so totally gonna say it WRONG! Nevertheless, when it come to you tudung,....(malas nak cakap, nanti ada yang panas).....you gonna say; "it's okay". </div></div><div><br /></div><div>Conclusion is, be as 'Islam' as we want. And also, be as 'islam' as we should. </div><div><br /></div><div>Sekian, and salam. Enjoy the pics:</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1385.snc4/163713_1637703435996_1639073971_31534101_7279189_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 478px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1385.snc4/163713_1637703435996_1639073971_31534101_7279189_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Paintball in another region (Kirovsy region). We've got SECOND PLACE. OWH YEAH.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs213.ash2/47631_1637704076012_1639073971_31534103_8272039_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 478px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs213.ash2/47631_1637704076012_1639073971_31534103_8272039_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1384.snc4/163637_1637704276017_1639073971_31534105_8265186_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 478px; height: 720px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1384.snc4/163637_1637704276017_1639073971_31534105_8265186_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs802.snc4/68293_1637703836006_1639073971_31534102_2340191_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 493px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs802.snc4/68293_1637703836006_1639073971_31534102_2340191_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs300.ash2/58023_1637704156014_1639073971_31534104_8192936_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 720px; height: 478px;" src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash2/hs300.ash2/58023_1637704156014_1639073971_31534104_8192936_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><div>I love my cats, more than I love 'those' guys. </div><div><br /></div><div>Keep the change y'all. </div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07100465284000249773noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438947619704221678.post-56830181612632730252010-12-25T13:18:00.000-08:002010-12-25T14:36:33.958-08:00Moody<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1337.snc4/162897_1633967502600_1639073971_31523978_2691511_n.jpg"></a>Just wondered, why suddenly my friends became moody. I mean, yeah I know, exam is just around the corner, but come on dude, life is not just meant for exams. Exams are not our life!!! So, chill dude. I seriously, kinda not understand why suddenly they became so freaking tension about exams, even though, you guys are much freaking more smarter than I am. Well, I'm not smart, I'm stupid, so guess you guys get what I mean, coz I do not even near to 'smart'. That's just awesome. Read lot of blogs recently, seemed actually my friends DID have blog already. Just started, or, long time ago already started, guess, I should say "welcome to the blogging world" <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:x-small;">where you guys can see me and how I screw my life</span>.<div><br /></div><div>Well that's just it. Am I propa?</div><div><br /></div><div>So, for the blogs, they are just SO CUTE. I don't mean to be girlish here, but seriously, they-are-cute, with cute songs. Skip about the songs, coz' actually I just close them off, as it annoys. Actually, I didn't read that type of blog much. Except I.luv.Islam. So, either I'm high, or I'm freaking boring, 'that' type of blog, is seriously helping me. Like today, I know that the Prophet Solomon who are the first person in this world who wrote "Basmallah". That's so cool. I mean, it's cool, full-stop. </div><div><br /></div><div>No, I really mean it, it's freaking cool.</div><div><br /></div><div>Nevertheless, Im gonna say this: please don't write anything and hope that everyone gonna read your post. Because, it diminishes (?) your interest to write. I called this, 'keikhlasan berblogging'. Perh, I'm writing this like I'm a senior blogger. Well, I'm saying this, honestly, cesno-ly, tochno-ly, jujur-ly, because I like every single post you guys wrote. I know, I know, "Why? Kami tulis pasal diri kami, and letak hadis-hadis je..."</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, I like it that way; when people writes. Because, when we write, we are trying to be who we want to be. Which is, totally not the same thing when you are in the real life. Life sucks, then made a new one in blog, maybe that's the way of finding our true life (?). I'm saying this because I like to read other's blog, although I'm feeling quite, u-n-c-o-m-f-o-r-t-a-b-l-e when others read my blog. Keep on writing, don't stop. If you stop, then...</div><div><br /></div><div>Anyway, since all of sudden, my mood came back, Im gonna write about Chacha and Naomi. Well maybe my 'true' seniors (hafiz and fairuz) came to my house, made some noise, laughed bwahaha too much. Okay, I'm feeling sleepy right now. Better get thing fast. </div><div><br /></div><div>Last Thursday, Suffian and Husaini suddenly came to me, who was surfing the internet, stalking few unknown-but-cun girls, and said "Hafidz, doh, pegi tolong anak-anak kucing kat bawah tuh, kene kejar ngan anjing, sekor comel gila, sekor lagi kurang sikit la, kalau nak amek bela, baik pegi amek anak-anak kucing tuh". Honestly, I was lazy that time, but, you know, curiosity seriously killed me. However, I'm coward afterall, so "Husaini, teman aku jap, pakai je seluar tiga suku ko tuh, kat bawah tu je kan?". Then, Suffian all of sudden excited gedik-ly, wanted to follow us also. Shto ever. </div><div><br /></div><div>We went down, and saw two little freaking cuty-cuty-muty-cute kittens. When I called them, the much more cute one ran inside i-don't-know-how-to-describe, and the white one, just stood there and came to me. It was SO AWW. Then I saw that fucking gryaznii dog, so we took those kittens, and ran back into apartment. As soon as we stepped into the house, they were like "Whaaaat the F is this? Where are we?". Ah, like that. The cute one, just ran into Husaini's bed. It took about 15 minutes to find her, I didn't where the heck she hided. I'm so fat, so, yeah understand right why it was so hard to find her. But, soon as we found her, they got their name. Naomi and Chacha.</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1337.snc4/162897_1633967502600_1639073971_31523978_2691511_n.jpg"><img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1337.snc4/162897_1633967502600_1639073971_31523978_2691511_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 478px; height: 720px; " /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Chacha. Snow white one.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a href="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1379.snc4/163131_1633969262644_1639073971_31523980_6747511_n.jpg"><img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc4/hs1379.snc4/163131_1633969262644_1639073971_31523980_6747511_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 720px; height: 478px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Naomi. She's cute, but, I captured suck-fully.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Anyway, don't make a 'uhh?' face why we called them like that. Actually Suffian and Husaini, not me. Cacha is from Acha Septriasa because, Suffian kind of obsessed with her, I don't know why, and Naomi, thought you guys already know, it is from Naomi Campbell, because Husaini was obsessed with the modeling yada yada. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Anyway, that evening (already night but it is aroung 4-5 o'clock) I decided to adopt them, so did Husaini and Suffian. For me, cats are part of my life. It's like a creature, who sent by God to let us treat them nicely, kindly, and we get bonuses from that. I mean in term of Pahala. Sabar or not. Nevermind. SO, I and Husaini went to bank, I withdrew all my money (around RM 500) to buy all the stuffs, the cage, the foods, the spray, shampoo, bla bla. But, I ended paying just around RM200 roughly. I was actually preparing for the worst. I was so freaking happy, although it is me who paid for everything, with my account zero (kan duit habis beli tiket flight dulu, so duit tiap-tiap bulan sebenarnya cukup makan je la), but, seeing those kittens running happily in my warm house, instead of playing in the cold weather, with poor hygiene, that is more than enough of what I wanted to help people. Apparently, they helped me already. Happy. Responsible. They are my true friends. Not humans. Humans are ruubish who actually be friend with people who are supposed to bring benefit to them without them giving any benefit to him/her. FUCK THAT!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I'd been in that place, so let's just admit it. So, don't talk about Islam in front of me, if this simple thing you can't obey. Help each other. Don't just redha redha. Psst. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Anyway, that's the simple story of how-i-met-your-kittens. That's all folks. Salam.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07100465284000249773noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438947619704221678.post-74705703368116109992010-12-25T03:40:00.000-08:002010-12-25T03:50:47.032-08:00MalasMalas nak bukak buku.<div>Malas nak main internet.</div><div>Malas nak pergi latihan badminton.</div><div>Malas nak ulangkaji.</div><div>Malas nak buat kerja sekolah.</div><div>Malas nak makan.</div><div>Malas nak berkawan.</div><div>Malas lagilah nak kawen.</div><div>Malas nak buat nota.</div><div>Malas nak photostat skema.</div><div>Malas nak blogging.</div><div>Malas nak mandi.</div><div>Malas nak buat kerja apa-apa pun.</div><div><br /></div><div>Rajin nak stay dalam selimut.</div><div>Rajin termenung jauh.</div><div>Rajin tangkap gambar tak bermotif.</div><div>Rajin nak jerit kat orang yang buat bising.</div><div>Rajin nak sembang.</div><div>Rajin peluk kucing.</div><div>Rajin baring-baring.</div><div>Rajin nak tidor.</div><div>Rajin tengok movie.</div><div>Rajin tengok House.</div><div>Rajin dengar iPod.</div><div><br /></div><div>Sekarang bagitau aku, </div><div><ol><li>Bagaimana result exam aku? </li><li>Punca kemalasan aku?</li><li>Bagaimana nak rawat (?) if any la.</li><li>Bagaimana nak hilangkan habit ni?</li><li>Kenapa habit ni datang time winter yang tak berapa nak winter ni?</li><li>Kenapa snow tak turun?</li><li>Adakah atas alasan ini, aku nanti cepat boring walaupun aku memang boring untuk semua orang?</li><li>Mungkinkah dengan sembahyang semua tuh dapat merawat semua ini?</li><li>Tak mengantuk ke kalau aku studi 30 minit sebelum pukul 1?</li><li>Apakah ini gara-gara aku rasa down sebab exam nak dekat?</li></ol><div>sila, jawab kalau berani. seriously takde mood nak citer pasal naomi and chacha. huhu. kenapa? 3 hari aku bukak dashboard rasa taknak tulis kejadah sikit pun.</div></div><div><br /></div><div>salam.</div><div><br /></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07100465284000249773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438947619704221678.post-51978127717247859632010-12-22T04:39:00.000-08:002010-12-22T04:58:03.755-08:00Dah agak.Macam biasa, bila hari ni Biochem, seriously, aku dah malas dengan Biochem (untuk sem ni je la) sebab, memikirkan pasal Biochem, boleh buat aku period 32 hari tanpa henti. Jadi, sebagai langkah penyelesaian, tapayah nak ready-ready untuk hari ini punya kelas, instead, tengok lagi movie despicable me. Lagipun, topik hari ni pasal membrane, so yeah, logik akal sudah. Cikgu tanya "What is membrane?", jawablah "membrane itu macam fence cikgu". pastu bila dia masuk crystal state semua tuh, aku pun masuklah dalam crystal state aku. <div><br /></div><div>tido. owh yeahh. owh yeahh.</div><div><br /></div><div>actually lamaaa aku tak tido dalam kelas. so tido sampai habis kelas, selepas berpenat lelah mengekang mata tengok dia mengajar, which is mengajar, tapi result dia macam tak mengajar, so better tidor terus. tapi aku suka tanya dia one to one, senang belajar. kalau ramai-ramai, sori, bedtime story. iyelah, paham memang sakit bagi kawan aku Sufian, kena mengekang mata, sebab dalam group aku, enam-enam orang tido, Pian je la layan dia. penat lorh. </div><div><br /></div><div>itu satu.</div><div><br /></div><div>kedua, time histo. macam yang aku agak la, dia cakap nak kena belajar itu ini, semua ulang balik. last2, dia kasi slide, suruh lukis, and then, sampai ke habis dia keluar kelas, aku pulak tnak tido time tuh (menyesal tak berlagu waa), aku just lukis dan lukis dan lukis, mmg hobby aku (tau lukisan hodoh tapi mmg art tuh hodoh pun), sampai ke habis masa. and lagi setengah jam kelas nak habis, dia datang, semua orang tengah tido kecuali aku, pastu dia suruh balik. sampai dengan laju, siap pakai baju lawa-lawa.</div><div><br /></div><div>omigosh. wtfreak.</div><div><br /></div><div>kawan aku cakap, dia nak pegi candle light dinner dengan suami dia (ketua jabatan anatomi) dan buat sesuatu yang 'ganas' lepas itu. haha. apa-apa jela. by the time dia dah habes cakap bla bla, amek slide semua balik, suruh ktorang g berambus, THAT TIME I KNEW SOMETHING.</div><div><br /></div><div>i seriously seriously seriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiooooooouuuusssssly....gonna fail my Histo exam. no offense. but seriously, paham je la kan.</div><div><br /></div><div>nyah, cik nak buat lagu mana ni nyaaaahhh, tinggai 2-3 minggu lagu ja nyahhh???</div><div><br /></div><div>-.-"""</div><div><br /></div><div>k, bye salam.</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07100465284000249773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438947619704221678.post-47588708512153310792010-12-21T06:01:00.000-08:002010-12-21T06:37:12.662-08:00DSLR NIKON D7000<span class="Apple-style-span" > The snow melted already, and my shoes wet. That's why I really hate winter. When the snow/sneg(in Russian) melt. Today was kinda rainy day, that's why the snows are melting pretty fast. Hope tonight gonna be a ice 'kacang' coming down. ^.^</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Anyway, don't be offended by my last post, I did it certainly to a particular person. Disappointed really. She can be all she wants, non of my business after all. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >DONE.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Last night, I just finished my newest movie, which was, the "Despicable Me". I thought it was, an action movie, I mean, not 3D cartoon. But, it was a great cartoon, you guys should watch it. Again, instead of Korean movies, just watch the cartoon. Seriously, if you didn't laugh at all, you don't have a 'sense of humor' though.<br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Everytime I just wonder, why does people still look me like I was an ex-Badar? Like today, like last week, like last last week. Sigh. Sorry, I did everything so that you guys suppose to look at me like laknat-disgrace-ex-Badar. Sigh. Nevermind. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Sigh.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >The main thing I wanna post here is, today I saw a camera. Kind of new. A Nikon. Not D7000 (gosh, D7000 will arrive here in Volgograd in 2015, I bet). But, the maximum-freaking-me-out Nikon D3s. "I love that fluffy unicorn, I wanna die !!!" - a kid in Despicable Me said. Same goes to me, "I love that D3s Nikon DSLR, I wanna freaking die !!!". Seriously, they sell that camera for only around 186 000 Roubles ONLY. Opps, in other word, around RM 18 000. The body only. Yes, I mentioned 'only'. Which bring to my words again: "I wanna freaking..."</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >"DIE !!!".</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >No I mean, I'll die if I buy it. You now, eating sands from 1 January to 31 December 2011, drink Pipe-besi, enjoy snow-cream, which are all totally FREE-OF-CHARGE-KEEP-THE-CHANGE. I'm not gonna buy it anyway. I want my D7000. Full-stop. But, hell when? I've got RM 400 in my account, so that thing, around RM 5000, including all other accessories, bla bla. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >So, I think I'll go for an Instax. Girlish, yeah. But, it saves, my money, and I can get that in no time. I'm touring Europe this year, summer, so DSLR, I should buy it. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Can someone tell me, did Fujifilm Instax saves all the picture taken in memory card? or, it'll just print everything everytime once, I capture a picture? Gosh, I really need to save up my money. No hope for the American dollars currency value gonna rise up, really. America sucks. They got Apple, this and that, but, still, why do you guys still economy crisis nightmare?</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >I'll never trust dollar. Again.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >K, bye-bye, Salam.</span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07100465284000249773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438947619704221678.post-65047792299487806682010-12-20T02:11:00.000-08:002010-12-20T02:34:11.082-08:00The art of making jokes. Sense of humor?Al Quran cakap itu, al-Quran tulis ini.<div><br /></div><div>Hadith cakap itu, hadith cakap ini.</div><div><br /></div><div>Nasihat orang, nasihat orang ini.</div><div><br /></div><div>BAGUS !!!</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Suka fitnah itu, suka fitnah ini.</div><div>Cakap salah itu, cakap salah ini.</div><div>Tunding orang itu, tunding orang ini. </div><div>Suka kutukan itu, suka kutukan ini.</div><div><br /></div><div>BAGUS ?!! SUKA?!!</div><div><br /></div><div>Tiada maknanya kalau berapi-rapi cakap pasal Islam, tapi kau suka fitnah, kau ikut fitnah, kau mengumpat, kau benci orang. Kau sama saja lah. </div><div><br /></div><div>Kau cakap itu lawak, aku cakap itu fitnah. </div><div><br /></div><div>Sebab? Aku tak perlukan hadith untuk beritahu "bercakap buruk tentang seseorang di belakang dikira mengumpat". Dan, sebagai tambahan, nak tau?</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; ">“Jika kamu berkata mengenai perkara yang benar-benar berlaku pada dirinya bererti kamu mengumpatnya, jika perkara yang tidak berlaku pada dirinya bererti kamu memfitnahnya.” (Hadis riwayat Abu Hurairah)<br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "><br /></span></div><div>Suka?</div><div><br /></div><div>Sebab the art of mengumpat adalah tidak menyebut nama orang itu. Kau mengumpat sebenarnya, sebab kau suka nama tersebut dikutuk, dicela.</div><div><br /></div><div>Sama-sama muhasabah diri. Ada perkara dalam dunia ini, kau mampu fikir, yang mana salah dan betul. Ada benda yang salah, maka salahlah, ada yang betul, maka betullah. Jangan narrow-minded sangat.</div><div><br /></div><div>Salam.</div><div>*khas untuk teguran 'saudari' yang ada 'sense of humor'*</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07100465284000249773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438947619704221678.post-27455671041900188142010-12-19T09:08:00.000-08:002010-12-19T10:45:41.951-08:00It melts. again. :(<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: left;">It melts. Again :(</div><w:sdt contentlocked="t" sdtgroup="t" id="89512093"><p class="Publishwithline"><w:sdtpr></w:sdtpr></p> </w:sdt> <div style="mso-element:para-border-div;border:none;border-bottom:solid #4F81BD 1.0pt; mso-border-bottom-themecolor:accent1;padding:0cm 0cm 2.0pt 0cm"> <p class="underline"><o:p> </o:p></p> </div> <p class="PadderBetweenControlandBody"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black">Salam.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman""><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black">I took few of my times writing this out, updating what really had happened today. 2 bad news. 1 good news.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black">The good news is, the rebellious Russians demonstration ended peacefully with the snow falling in the midnight (which was yesterday). The bad news, firstly, is I’m not going to play single; I’ve lost to Tan Eei Ling, a Sabahan Chinese who was a state player. You know, Eei Ling is not boy, she’s a girl who plays like a boy (seriously, she did play like a boy). Back then, it was my fault really. I was really tired last night, doing nothing. Just tired. You know, perhaps this already happened to you guys, when some of your friends made a joke, you can’t even barely laugh. It was not because you’re being dumped by a girl, it’s not like you failed your Biochemistry test (ah, might be, like I already screwed up my test T.T), it just like feeling moody without any reasons. I guess, if Husaini slaps me in the face 100 times, I might say “Go on, I like nociception”. Okay, that’s totally a lie. I might kick him just before he thinks of slapping me. =)<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black">OH, Sorry Husaini, I’m not saying anything bad. *He’s singing Siti Nurhaliza’s songs which totally wrecked my head off -.-“”*<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black">Second bad news is, the snow is melting back, all the way to water. Or, should I say, snow mud. This is SO-NOT-WINTER!!!<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black">Suddenly, I’m bringing back what I already thought, and maybe the same thing like what Albert Einstein thought, years ago. It’s time. It’s the time to think about time. No I mean, soon, later, after, already; it’s all about time. Life is time. It’s a timeline, exactly. It starts and it ends. Just like this freaking snow that fell last night, and today, it’s melting, again. Perhaps, I shouldn’t be so damn excited about this snow-thing, because, however, it will melt. Again. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black">Have you ever felt like this?<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black">“Wah, what a very long day. When this is going to end? When when?”<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black">“It’s another 5 minutes for the Russian class to finish, why it took so long to wait ah?”<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black">Seriously, time is not what we think as ‘time’ is. Time is not just 60 seconds equals to 1 minute, and 60 minutes equals to 1 hour, and 24 hours equals to 1 day. It’s just A UNIT. Allah never tells us about this. Not in the Quran, not even in hadiths. How come I’m being so sure about this?<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black">Allah implies time, is not just a unit. Unit of time is actually expandable, nevertheless, repressible. Our life timeline is perfectly arranged. It has the starting point, and it has end point. But time is actually, like Einstein said: it do really correlates with space. In a small space, the time is quite fast. That’s is why sometime, we feel everything happens so fast, and sometimes, it happens so slow, like you ever thinking “How I wish I could just pass this, and nothing going to happen!”- It’s a common sentence 1 day before the exam, with 9857462343234234 pages to read more. Wait a second, Quran is a complete guide, how come the Quran didn’t explain anything about this. Seriously, nothing?<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black">Obviously, no! Quran did explain about these thousand years ago, nothing about those time units seconds, day, actually. Surah al-Asr, is a basic indication, of what is actually Allah tries to tell us, the humans. What did Surah Al-Asr said?<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black">Bismillah…<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtxs7g-KG7I/TQ5RIlxwwXI/AAAAAAAAAf8/mp1nyGtTtV8/s1600/hoh.png"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtxs7g-KG7I/TQ5RIlxwwXI/AAAAAAAAAf8/mp1nyGtTtV8/s320/hoh.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552464598616031602" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 215px; " /></a></span></p><div><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia;color:black"><span style="mso-list:Ignore">(1)<span style="font:7.0pt "Times New Roman""> </span></span></span><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black">By time,</span></div><div><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black"></span><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia;color:black"><span style="mso-list:Ignore">(2)<span style="font:7.0pt "Times New Roman""> </span></span></span><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black">Indeed, mankind is in loss,</span></div><div><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black"></span><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: Georgia;mso-bidi-font-family:Georgia;color:black"><span style="mso-list:Ignore">(3)<span style="font:7.0pt "Times New Roman""> </span></span></span><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black">Except for those who believed and done righteous deed and advised each other to truth and advised each other to patience.</span></div> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black">Sodaqallahulazim’<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black">There’s something really peculiar about this verse, I mean, the third verse, “…advised each other to patience.” This is for me, not just as simple as it literally means. There’s an essence that I understand it, in my own POV. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black">Why it is ‘patience’ is considered with time? Why?<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"><span style="font-size:12.0pt;font-family:"Georgia","serif";mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:black"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Because, impatience and patience, do have relation with time. We are impatience. We can’t wait for anything. Thus, how come? Impatience, in my POV, I define this as: “A small timeline, with long frame rates (space) which people really can’t endure in each frame”. Ah, never mind, no one will understand this. <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Urm, have you ever heard the ‘ratio’ of time in Al-Quran? I can’t remember it, though. Nevertheless, it sounds more or less like this: “1 day in Hell equals to 1000 days in the real world, and so on…” (Can someone add something for this? I don’t know the full or the exact sentences, whether it is hadith or not). But it does indicate, there is space within time. <o:p></o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">So, here it kind of pictorial way of telling what I mean:<o:p></o:p></p><p class="MsoNormal"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtxs7g-KG7I/TQ5RIgpcrWI/AAAAAAAAAf0/QaB2oyStAIE/s1600/Hoh.jpg"><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtxs7g-KG7I/TQ5RIgpcrWI/AAAAAAAAAf0/QaB2oyStAIE/s320/Hoh.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552464597238984034" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px; " /></a></p><div><br /></div> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal">Anyway, gotta go, got some work to do. Salam. <o:p></o:p></p>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07100465284000249773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438947619704221678.post-71721345821123246052010-12-18T13:57:00.000-08:002010-12-18T14:13:36.552-08:00It's snowing. Again.Past few weeks, around last 3 weeks, I wrote in Facebook like I was totally excited with all the snows coming, blessing the Volgograd damp soil. But, it hadn't change anything, to me particularly. Wanted to make a video about snow, sadly, it turned out that the next day and the day after that, and 2 weeks after that, they are gone. Seriously, I miss those white snows. Yeah, I hated winter, but not snow. Being in the middle of the snow, feel like in the middle of heaven. Questioning "Why is in my place there no such thing like this?". <div><br /></div><div>12.10 a.m, I realized that, it's snowing. Heavily. At night, and in Russia, in latest situation, going outside in the midnight, it's not a good idea. It might ended up got beaten by the racist Russians. Well, you guys know about this already right? It spreads fast, and things right now haven't slow down yet, instead, it's like a disease which eventually, clawed my area, Volgograd. Yesterday, 4.00 p.m, some said that the Russians held a demonstration. Luckily I arrived at home at 4 p.m without acknowledging about this at all. It was pretty lucky. If not, I'll ended up with broken arms and legs, and my not-handsome-face got 12 stitches for free. Don't ask me why they are acting like that, but one thing that I know, they are far more stupid than us. Hey, I'm just saying.</div><div><br /></div><div>Anyway, welcome to my new blog theme, a new phase has come. It's snowing again, celebrate our life !!!</div><div><br /></div><div>Salam.</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07100465284000249773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438947619704221678.post-90756646072143608462010-12-17T05:32:00.000-08:002010-12-17T07:01:14.777-08:00No hope at allANother 1 month, and poof, I'm gonna die. TOTALLY gonna die. Like seriously, anatomy is already a mind-blowing subject, with belambak-lambak questions. You know, meninggalkan satu bulan kelas, boleh mati. terus. tercekik. pitam time jawab exam nanti. but, I'm not gonna blame my extended cuti for that.<div><br /></div><div>But, still, I'm gonna blame someone. </div><div><br /></div><div>Tiap-tiap minggu kelas ktorang akan ada 2 kelas Histology dalam table. Frequent, tapi tak menyusahkan. Macam masuk, rileks. Buat pekak, pastu balik. Itu je. Tak macam kelas bebudak lain, nak masuk kelas dah kena torture baca itu ini. An advantage la untuk diaorang. Bagi aku, aku prefer macam tu lagi. Well, certainly, it depends on lecturer. Lecturer aku, gosh, malas. And seriously, for the past 3 weeks, including this week, she's being more/less kind of lazy, and kind freaked up with our group. Apart from Indians, yeah, she knows them, but, mann, why I'm in the middle of you guys?</div><div><br /></div><div>Seriously, tadi adalah ultimate kesabaran aku kat dia. Macam, masuk kelas, keluar sejam, suruh ktorang lukis lukisan dalam album YANG KTORANG DAH LUKIS 2 MINGGU LEPAS LAGI, then dia keluar sejam. pastu masuk, dia tanya "nak rehat?", jawablah nak rehat. pastu keluar, pastu masuk balik, bawak laptop, ingatkan nak ajar. pastu tetibe cakap ada pertandingan sukan. we all were like "wtf seriously sukan? sejuk-sejuk macam ni? and apa pun kat bangunan ni ada hall sukan keee?". I mean, if dah malas, cakaplah dah malas. ktorang pun malas. masa-masa tuh aku boleh sit kat rumah, and open this topic independently. ceh.</div><div><br /></div><div>then ada member dia dekat dua kali masuk keluar kelas. weh, watefak weh? pastu dia keluar. and then, bincang sikit2 ngan ktoorang psl topik yang takde kaitan ngan minggu ni. dia cakap suruh study laen minggu ni, tapi tanya lain. pastu keluar sekali lagi jumpa kawan, then masuk balik, "awak semua tau, awak semua taktau apa-apa pun, tak belajar apa-apa pun!". pastu dia sambung "repeat semua yang dlm topik ni bla bla bla". </div><div><br /></div><div>beliece me, the thing repeats. she'll never keep her words. </div><div><br /></div><div>ah, that is why my histology exams gonna be spoiled. seriously DUST. bukan sbb tak ajar, tapi, once mentality dia like benci we all, so, bye-bye. saya tak letak harapan apa-apa pun. apa nak jadi, jadilah.</div><div><br /></div><div>and somehow, tadi time pikir pasal exam ni, aku terpikir, "am i enough competing with everyone just to get the best, which somehow, if i'm the best, i'm still the worst kind of student". so boring la pulak jadi orang yang excellent, somehow, failure is fun what?</div><div><br /></div><div>okeh. that is not my point. but, what i want to say is, gerak sama-sama. mampus la exam. exam tak indicate apa-apa pun. ilmu tuh. adeh. </div><div><br /></div><div>maybe ni sindrom malas aku kot. menjadi-jadi.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07100465284000249773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438947619704221678.post-68818777965091094772010-12-15T07:44:00.000-08:002010-12-15T08:03:12.541-08:00Mencari sibuk.<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtxs7g-KG7I/TQjiwv7FkHI/AAAAAAAAAew/bDruQSjP7Gc/s1600/logo%2Buniversiti.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xtxs7g-KG7I/TQjiwv7FkHI/AAAAAAAAAew/bDruQSjP7Gc/s320/logo%2Buniversiti.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550935867860029554" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Ini la logo universiti aku, Volgograd State Medical University. Boring kan? cam lapuk gila. NI pun aku scanned guna scanner dari baju aku. Kalau aku search dalam internet, haram nak jumpa lambang secantik ni, walaupun tak cantik mana pon. hoh.<br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtxs7g-KG7I/TQjiv0_FygI/AAAAAAAAAeo/uOp3KvHEoBk/s1600/logo%2Blatest.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtxs7g-KG7I/TQjiv0_FygI/AAAAAAAAAeo/uOp3KvHEoBk/s320/logo%2Blatest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550935852039129602" border="0" /></a><br />Ini merupakan lambang/logo yang aku cipta untuk jersi. Many of students right now is UMNO phobia, so, nothing I can do really. But, how about I rebrand this thing, so that, everyone is not "gosh, ko umno ke?". I mean, c'mon, puak-puak melayu di dunia volgo ni, tahu nak memabangkang je (I'm just saying). Bukan membangkang sebab parti pembangkang (of course tu hak masing-masing, I'm not imposing it on everyone), but, bila kau orang semua dah tengok MSA terkongkang kangkeng, terkangkang-kangkang akibat kau orang yang cuba bangkang sana sini, asking that kau orang punya pendapat jeee yang paling betul dalam dunia ni, seriously, try another way, instead of creating problems. (seriously PROBLEMS), why try we build our own 'more protecting' community. Bangunkan PPIM, bangunkan KUV. Tak susah, cuma kerjasama je. Inipun KUV dan PPIM nak tunjuk kau aku lagi hebat, payah la.<br /><br />apa yang aku cuba cakap is, kita ada tanggungjawab yang lebih besar, daripada kita melihat sesuatu yang kecil yang dianggap besar. get over it.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtxs7g-KG7I/TQjivlfzUcI/AAAAAAAAAeg/aM2yKszfWo0/s1600/baju%2Bdepan%2Bbelakang.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtxs7g-KG7I/TQjivlfzUcI/AAAAAAAAAeg/aM2yKszfWo0/s320/baju%2Bdepan%2Bbelakang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550935847881363906" border="0" /></a><br />Okeh, Maher is our KUV president. Apa-apa pun, I fully put my trust in him and his leadership. I'm not doing this for myself, like, wth tetiba aku nak aktif kan? Aku rasa inilah masanya, aku cuba biasakan diri dengan cuba 'berjasa'. But, in my own way. Ini bukan UMNO, ini mengenai perpaduan dan ke-tak-nak-nampak-bodoh-an punya semangat who made me stand up.<br /><br />Mari kawan-kawan seVOlgo, hidupkan student club kita. KUV or PPIM. Not just stand there saying "where where MSA, mom, mom, where MSA?". I will slap you in the face with butter cream.<br /></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07100465284000249773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438947619704221678.post-23310557446491848312010-12-15T07:42:00.000-08:002010-12-15T07:44:34.883-08:00Saya dan Biochemistry TestMy test?<br /><br />Sucks. Titik. Tak menyesal, tak sedih. Kecewa sikit-sikit. Tapi, nervertheless, it's over rite? Bye-bye.<br /><br />Biochemistry, perang aku dengan kau bukan semester ni. Semester depan lepas aku dapatkan histology and anatomy. Faham?<br /><br />God, I hate anything related to Chemistry? Why do you guys like?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07100465284000249773noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438947619704221678.post-7994959605837562862010-12-11T09:20:00.000-08:002010-12-11T09:22:02.971-08:00Membina masjid<object height="385" width="480"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SBIB1wjyOn0?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SBIB1wjyOn0?fs=1&hl=en_US&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"></embed></object><br /><br />ini merupakan video yang telah diedit oleh me. jadi, sama2 amek pengajaran. doakanlah suapya masjid ini berjaya dibina di bumi Rusia ini.<br /><br />Salam.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07100465284000249773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438947619704221678.post-25072895919285077142010-12-07T05:28:00.000-08:002010-12-07T06:00:07.443-08:00AKIRA SHOCKED !!!I was totally shocked. Akira shocked !!! (later)<br /><br />Life's going more hectic, and more more hectic after this. The exam are just around the corner, about one month from now on. Sadly, we've lots of things need to study, with Biochemistry and Physiology test ahead of us next week. I am less blogging, but it doesn't mean I study more. I'm lazy like a pig, laying on sofa, sleeping inside my warm blanket, because right now everything is pretty damn cold. I hate cold weather because of this. :(<br /><br />What's new about me is, I just adapted to Biochemistry after 2 months of studying it. Like I said before, I'm really really really not good in adapting to a new situation, new subjects, and that is why I am totally suck in my study. I'M LAST-MINUTE-HERO-PERSON. So, luckily I already adapted to how-study-biochemistry just right before the time. This semester, we gonna have Histology and Anatomy exams. Both are freaking subject with lots of things need to be read. Maybe, my first exam gonna be Histology. Hundreds of slides need to be remembered (seriously, all the slides just look the same, I kinda don't understand WTF is actually they are seeing in the slides).<br /><br />Anyway, from now on, please someone listen to this swear, because I'm swearing that, I, Muhammad Hafidz Bin Hasan, swear that:<br />Starting from today, 7th December 2010 and to 22th January 2010, I will<br />1) Stop YouTubing for entertainment reasons<br />2) I will only open YouTube for studying reasons<br />3) I will start studying starting from 5:30 to 12:30, with few intervals for about 10-15 minutes each (including for solat)<br />4) Each day I have to study at least 2 subjects.<br />5) Then, each night, after studying, and before going to sleep, I have to do solat Hajat.<br />6) Training for badminton is only for Friday and Sunday<br />7) I will not studying on sofa anymore. And listen to music while I'm studying, except Al-Quran.<br />8) I will start revising for my final exams starting from next 2 weeks.<br />9) Get all the exam schemes from my senior/whoever it is in 2 weeks time, from now on.<br />10) Sleep at 1:30 a.m everyday. STOP WASTING MY TIME.<br /><br />*That's all*<br /><br />Other than that, I can do what I want. I will hold what I swore.<br /><br />Ah, there's one thing. I'm in shocked because, I was shocked. Anyway, just be patient, because Allah knows everything. This is not just the time yet. Anyway, glad because of it. Really really glad. Lot of things need to be prepared though, for myself.<br /><br />Thank you for listening and witnessing. Salam Maal Hijrah. Have you already make your hijrah?Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07100465284000249773noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438947619704221678.post-91802188151157163202010-11-29T05:26:00.000-08:002010-11-29T06:34:39.750-08:00HachikoSalam to all.<br /><br />It's been awhile since last I updated my blog. Feel kinda busy. Seriously. Lot and lots of thing I must read, plus, with a super intensive badminton training because I'm playing single. And I really am 'single' too. Fine. At last after much reading these few days, today I FINALLY can really hook up with my blog again, since I read all those books because I've got a test and a physiology class today. Today's topic was VISION. So, need to read em' all. Actually I wasn't reading at all. I just opened my notebook, then I re-typed and re-arranged those information in Microsoft One Note. Coz' I was busy preparing for my biochemistry test, which was today. And at last it went away smoothly as my biochemistry lecturer told me "now you are in good direction". I was like -.-"". Lol 'good direction'? But I got what he meant. It's a norm in here we (the Malaysians) just understand by 'ouh, I get what he means' because their English aren't so great at all like, if normally we used to say that 'you can enter this room'. My lecturer says 'you PENETRATE this room'. LOL. Sperms? I'm no good in English too. So, no need to boo him. Boo me thousand times, coz' I respect him.<br /><br />But, seriously, he is great. I mean really really great. He's not like us. Like us, is like, we study, we MEMORIZE the theory. He's not. Some other time, he opposes the theory that the scientist made. Seriously, to all my friends in here (in case you are reading this), if you guys wanna extra knowledge which is totally purely from Russia and seriously helps you guys in the future, don't stick your ass to the chair and kiss the computer screen, go ask your lecturer if you didn't understand anything. He/she'll explain you, plus, with an extra info. Seriously! I admit it, he's kinda boring during the class, but, if you see him after class, he's extraordinary. I'm not a kiasu. But, I'm being who I'm supposed to be. A doctor.<br /><br />Anyway, last Satuday nite, I slept 3.00 a.m. I was not studying. But I was crying, instead. Don't blame me for crying, because, this is for the first time, really really was sadden to death, and I really really felt that this was for the first time a MOVIE that I really really should cry for. Instead of the KOREAN, instead of REPUNZEL, instead of other craps, even Proposal Daisakusen, this is the movie that you guys should watch. And congrats to those who already watched this film. I kinda left out, but I was really glad that I'm lucky enough to watch this movie. Plus, I don't even feel that sad when I watched the Palestinians were killed by Israeli, honestly. Sorry. Later I'll explain you why I didn't feel that sad, but, I'm jealous actually. The movie is, "Hachiko. A dog's story". How sad I am? Up until now, I can't watch the movie again, even the trailer in YouTube. Seeing Hachi's face, really made me feel like 'I am the dog'.<br /><br />This movie's main theme is loyalty. This is a level that even the most loyal couple in the world can't reach. And forget it if you guys kinda hate dogs or hate cats. Watching this movie, it reminds me of my cat, Maow. You will never know the meaning of 'love' that an animal can give to you. Human's love are not like this, even a mother to her own child. I mean not all mother. I'm gonna tell you a beauty of life. This is why I love cat, maybe no one will understand this, but, I'm gonna tell you anyway.<br /><br />My cat's name was Maow. She's dead already, killed by dog, in the most tragic way, no head but her body only. We suspected our neighbour's dog. I cried very much that time. BUt this is not my story that I wanna tell you guys. Actually, this miracle happened when I was around 11-12 years old. It happened when she was giving birth. At that time, I was going to sleep. I was laying on the bed, doing nothing. Then she came, kind of smelling or licking my forehead. Of course I felt kind tickled. Then she walked to the next room. Then, I just ignored her. She did the same thing again and again. But really didn't get it. I even didn't smell anything. The next morning, I was shocked. TOTALLY SHOCKED. She gave birth to four cute little kittens. Then I got what she's trying to tell me last night. I was totally amazed how she wanna show 'Hafidz Hafidz, my kittens". I will never forget that incident until death. Thinking of Maow, and her lovely kittens, really sadden me, like I was watching Hachiko's movie. Cats are sensitive, because they have feeling. No matter how many times I was bitten by them, I still understand, they do it for a reason. Threaten or something. I rather not having a girlfriend than not having a cat. Seriously. My whole family loves cats. Today I have Piau. He has he's own story too.<br /><br /><object height="390" width="640"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hk5aiAsTJS0&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&version=3"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hk5aiAsTJS0&hl=en_US&feature=player_embedded&version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="390" width="640"></embed></object><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I can't watch this for more than 30 secs. Really.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;">I think I don't have to describe more about this movie. I cried continuously starting from when Hachi's master died because of the sudden heart attack (almost 20-25 minutes). Those who read this blog, spam or whatever it is, please do watch this movie. Because animal shows more love than human who only thinks about violence, hate, revenge, instead of love.<br /><br />Human = hate .<br />Animal = love, peace.<br /></div></div><br />This is some scene that caused me cried:<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtxs7g-KG7I/TPO4aIwGzBI/AAAAAAAAAeY/kAHm8-YNDE4/s1600/HACHI.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtxs7g-KG7I/TPO4aIwGzBI/AAAAAAAAAeY/kAHm8-YNDE4/s320/HACHI.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544978325388577810" border="0" /></a>Hachi's waiting for Professor to come back at the same spot every 5 p.m in the evening.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtxs7g-KG7I/TPO4ZFZmlmI/AAAAAAAAAeI/CRJsS_AWzuE/s1600/hachi2.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xtxs7g-KG7I/TPO4ZFZmlmI/AAAAAAAAAeI/CRJsS_AWzuE/s320/hachi2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544978307309016674" border="0" /></a>He is very happy every time he sees Professor coming back from work at the train station. Not until professor's dead.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtxs7g-KG7I/TPO4ZZSwWXI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Od4_RLlZB30/s1600/hachi3.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xtxs7g-KG7I/TPO4ZZSwWXI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Od4_RLlZB30/s320/hachi3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544978312649005426" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">An animal would never understand a meaning of 'dead love'. Look at him. After 10 years Professor left him, he's still waiting, and waiting. And look at him now, seems weak, but not give up in giving hope that ONE DAY Professor will come back. And so he waits until his last breath.<br /><br />Fuck, I.......again.<br /></div><br />I never used tissues to wipe my tears off, but this movie forced me to. Bye-bye. I shared what I should shared. Call me bapok, pondan, laki lembut or whatever it is for crying, I'm proud because I cried over the beauty of the creation of Allah.<br /><br />Salam, bye-bye.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07100465284000249773noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438947619704221678.post-64318482213189911072010-11-26T16:09:00.001-08:002010-11-26T16:09:38.741-08:00Untuk sesiapa yang fahami...Здравствуйте уважамые друзья, и салам.
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<br>Ето вот первый раз что я здесь по-русски пишу буквами. Тот кто
<br>понимает (конечно кто в России учится), не надо читать. Серёзно
<br>говорию. Здесь ничего. Теперь по е-mail я пишу.
<br>
<br>Это не случайно что я пишу по русски. Есть что-то причение то может
<br>объяснить что случилось со мной сегодня. Конечно был хороший
<br>замечательный день вчера.
<br>
<br>У нас было соревнование по пинг понг. Сыграл с лёгкими русскими
<br>студентами, конечно до конца выиграл. Только проиграл с сборной
<br>коммандой нашего университета.
<br>
<br>У нас может быть на втором месте. Ну как я не знаю точно. Мне равно
<br>всё. А призы все пахоже (?) не зависимо от какого места. Приз значит
<br>что-нибидь который стоит дорого, или медал. К сожаленью, у нас не так
<br>в России. Главно что мы играем. Не о результате. Я просто был рад.
<br>
<br>Сонно уже. Время сейчас 3:06 утра, сегодня одно поздное занятие, по-
<br>этому ложу спать поздно.
<br>
<br>До свидания!
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<br>Sent by my iPhoneAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07100465284000249773noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438947619704221678.post-11934671585022366002010-11-24T04:33:00.000-08:002010-11-24T05:36:06.501-08:00penathari ni aku meringkuk sakit gusi teramat sangat. sampai skrg sakit tahap nak mati dah. aaaaaaaaaaaddeeeeeehhhhh. aku makan pain killer pun takjalan. buat semua benda pun tak jalan.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07100465284000249773noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438947619704221678.post-12308149260348974802010-11-22T06:41:00.000-08:002010-11-22T08:07:52.810-08:00Menjadi Doktor IISalam Everyone!<br /><br />Seriously, I am sucks in managing my own time. I do not know how to divide my time in such a proper way. Everything that I do is on mood-basis. I'm not gonna do things if I'm not in mood. So today, nothing to talk much. No issue no gossip. Nothing. Just a boring story of my today's life.<br /><br />And, gosh, I was stunned to death when I just watched a 'comolot' video clip in Facebook last few days. And I really really laughed my ass off when I just watch a video response to that clip. It was Hitler and his gang got angry to those kids. You guys should watch that freaking funny video. Hahaha. *okeh fish tak lawak*<br /><br />Anyway, here come the serious part of this. If that the case, when A VIDEO already been uploaded to Facebook or You Tube, or wherever it was uploaded, where were we? and Where are we? I'm not criticizing them for their <span style="font-style: italic;">comolot </span>thing, but, looking on the other side, I'm blaming myself. Not for watching that video (seriously, they are sweet couple like <span style="font-style: italic;">aku mahu baling high heels kat tengkorak sesorang</span>), but was it their fault?<br /><br />IF our religion is really really being develop by our 'leaders', why does it ends like <span style="font-style: italic;">this </span>?<br />IF politic is the ONE and ONLY WAY to develop RELIGION, why does it ends like <span style="font-style: italic;">this </span>?<br />IF our religion said 'one day' we will rise, are we still far away and why does it seems like ending <span style="font-style: italic;">this </span>way?<br />IF you guys (you, you and you) said it was because of the <span style="font-style: italic;">blue </span>holding our country, why does in some <span style="font-style: italic;">green, </span>the same things keep repeating, and at last, all keep runnging in a circle, rotating and chaining each other, and at last we keep questioning the same question, why does it ends like <span style="font-style: italic;">this </span>?<br /><br />This is indeed fucking FAR FARRRRRRRRRR AWAYY FROM WHAT I IMAGINED when I was told by my music teacher in Primary School "whithin few years from NOW, you guys are gonna see a flying cars!!!". You know WHAT I see that seems like flying now?<br /><br />Time and Sins.<br /><br />Do what you guys should do. Really. For me, Malaysia is not an Islamic country. Whether it will be or not, it really doesn't that matter, although, few of my friends rigidly think that "hell no, we gonna make an Islamic country, hell no if Malaysia is not gonna be an Islamic country". Dude, if you think Malaysia is really gonna be an Islamic country, do yiu guys REALLY think that the Hindus, the Christians, the Buddhists, the Ayah-Pins, just seat and relax while you were doing your 'construction'? No. What I really mean here is, building a community especially in Malaysia, is not just building Islam itself. We are building a community, and, all of other religions also live with us. Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to be liberal or something, but, instead of you guys just quarelling and mocking among each other, I am planning for something big.<br /><br />Yes, we have lots of religion. But religion is just a 'word' just to divide us. On the other hand, 'purpose' is a word to divide us. We all have a common purpose. 'to do deeds'. We are different like Muslims are praying with different styles, but in the end, the question is, 'for what?'. To do deed, dude.<br /><br />So that comolot things, is not JUST an Islamic problem, but, our global problem in Malaysia. What should we do then? I'm planning for something to build the 'elites'. Hope that this will be my own way to help. Even a few of them, hope these 'few' are really gonna be more and more. I'm not writing about this, because, you guys really gonna think this is ridiculous, plus, I'm just planning, but really, Allah decides, and I really dont wanna you guys take this as a promise. It's just my another co-ambition. First, I'm really gonna need to be a doctor. A master of knowledge. To contribute to my community.<br /><br />I fall in love with a girl. Really really really reallllllly fall in love. She just can't answer a question "Why do you like me?" and she keeps repeating the same answer, "I don't know".<br /><br />She's in House, season 3. =). Ouh, I like her because she said something about life.<br /><br />"life is like rooms. some rooms are sucks, some aren't. It depends on which room you stucked into"<br /><br />Thanks.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07100465284000249773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438947619704221678.post-60124315950019318252010-11-20T09:48:00.000-08:002010-11-20T10:40:01.092-08:00Get over it.First of all, thanks to Khadijah for recommending me few songs. So, right now, I can't just stop playing this two songs (Snow Patrol-Chasing Cars and The Last Goodnight-Pictures of You). Seriously, I might be left out about this thing, but, I kinda enjoy about who I am (budak-yang-lambat-minat). Well, that's me and always me. Like Katy Perry's Thinking of You song (pun lambat minat), I already can play the song's guitar chord, since, it was the first song that I can play on guitar. So, bangga sekali okeh? Tapi why there's no chick believe me that I can play seriously play guitar? Like, tahula aku tapandai main plucking, ramai jeeee orang lain tapandai main plucking, aku strumming okeh jugak laa. Walaupun most of the time, strumming pattern aku kinda the same. *stress*<br /><br />I'm not gonna thank Kd for quoting my sentences in this blog. Gosh, orang yang pikir aku pretentious pulak nanti. Hoh. Takpelah, asalkan tujuan die baik. Jangan salah faham pulak. Jangan eh? Aku tulis lain, bertujuan nak nasihat sama sendiri, tak semestinya aku buat rules untuk hidup aku. An hour ago, I just knew that, Lee Chong Wei reached final in single men badminton. Versus Lin Dan. Maaaaan, why must it be LIN DAN?! And for that, I'm not giving any high expectation in Lee Chong Wei, since, he's fighting Lin Dan in Guangzhou, China. Again. The same country he was defeated by Lin Dan in the last Olympic FINAL match. Which brought me a really dissapointing and sad memories. I still remember that night. Everyone was enjoying their homeroom's barbeque. I went to the barbeque to grab few drumsticks of chicken, then I ran back to Dewan Selera. How I really wanted to see that match by putting aside all the BBQ thing just like that to watch Chong Wei will be the first Malaysian who won the Olympic Gold Medal . It's like a moment of lifetime. He dissapointed me. I know, he tried his best. Sure. Go Lee Chong Wei, I'll be supporting you. :)<br /><br />Maybe I just should get over my badminton-freak thing. You know, my obsession kind of bugging me like:<br /><br /><ol><li>taking bath --> badminton-day-dream</li><li>in lectures --> badminton-day-dream</li><li>eating --> badminton-day-dream</li><li>everything that I do --> badminton-day-dream</li></ol>Everything is about the physics in badminton. Perh, gila syeal aku pikir badminton tuh Physics. Sebenarnya, aku manusia jugak. Selagi mana manusia tadapat apa yang die hendak, selagi tuh die takkan give up. Even it is meaningless. Sebab what we want, give us the chance. Always. Walaupun peluang tuh sebenarnya tapenah dan mustahil akan terjadi. Tak logik kan?<br /><br />Contohnya, I really really want a neo-cube. I can't buy it since it is way too expensive. But it will be sold out by tomorrow. But, kita insist jugak nak beli neo-cube, so terhegeh-hegeh la pinjam duit, kumpul duit, starting hari ini. Kita minat, tapi chance tuh adalah tipis atau takde terus. But, in hope lies our optimism. Everything seems to be okay. In the end, bila kita tadapat benda yang kita nak, and semua effort kita dah jadi useless, what cannot easily see what we get. Macam, iyelah kita tadapat barang yang kita nak, tapi sebenarnya kita dah dapat lebih daripada barang yang kita nak.<br /><br />"Believe"<br /><br />Sebab kita percaya dengan diri kita. Boringlah cakap pasal benda ni. Tapi yang inila yang aku dapat pasal ade satu insiden berlaku dalam hidup aku hari ini. Aku sebenarnya dah muak dengan politik Malaysians dekat sini. I mean, MSA punya hal. Orang cakap "sudah hilang punca" bila seperti "beruang yang hilang taring, time ada taring tanak buru, bila takda taring gelabah nak makan itu ini". Yang kedua tuh, bukan peribahasa, just metaphor aku. =).<br /><br />Macam rosaknya hati, kuningnya mata. Metaphor medik. Nak buat metaphor, kena banyak baca, even it is unnecessary punya things. So, I'll start membaca sekarang. So, today, aku takde mood nak baca biochem, instead, aku nak baca Immune, until aku paham what is immune actually. Sebab penyakit auto-immune banyak skrg ni. So how can i treat people, if i even don't understand a thing. I mean, even benda basic-basic pon??!<br /><br />So bye-bye. Wish me luck in reading Immune. Sumpah aku cepat tido skrg. Hoh. Papai salam.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07100465284000249773noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6438947619704221678.post-67403566801212933922010-11-19T08:30:00.000-08:002010-11-19T09:37:08.013-08:00Sebenarnya pretentiousBerjaya jugak aku hari ni pergi lecture. Dengan harapan time lecture aku baca benda laen la nnti. Klu stay kat rumah, baca buku jugak. Facebook belambak daripada benda yang aku nak kena baca macam Histology punya embryology. Eh, aku taktau la kalau-kalau kat Malaysia, Histology tuh diasingkan ke tak dengan Embrology. Kalau kat sini sekali. Embryology la paling tak logik. I mean, abstrak nak mati. Susah kot nak paham mana satu. Hoh. Anyway memang habit aku dari langkawi lagi, lecture laen, bacanya laen. Sebab tuh la aku bengap. Tapi kalau ikut lecture lagila aku bengap. Serius.<br /><br />Kuku aku panjang gila, malam ni kena potong. Payah nak type.<br /><br />Hari ni letih nak mati sebab maen badminton tahap cipan. Dulu, aku senang-senang je belasah Wong Kah Ming. I mean, really senang, like just waiting for his mistake. Sekarang, Masha-Allah, dia improved doh. Dia dah laju, stamina sah-sah la lagi power sebab dia budak long distance. Aku boleh nak long distance, tapi hadiah mesti lumayan, baru aku dapat push diri aku. Kalau dapat medal plastik, rela aku tido. Macam dulu aku kat maktab, aku mane pergi merentas desa. Loserrrr kann???!!! Okeyla aku kasi chance kat orang lain nak menang. *Tetibe teringat peristiwa gelap larian antara rumah sukan kat MRSM Langkawi*<br /><br />Hidup ini sebenarnya tak lari daripada kepalsuan. Depends, ada kepalsuan baik atau tak. Benda ni penat aku pikir tau tak teori sosialistik ni dalam bas tadi. Nak tanak korang kene dengar, PAHAM?!!! Sebab hidup aku penuh dengan research. Semua pasal sosial kebanyakannya. Adala jugak pasal fizik. Best doh menyepi daripada mendengar musik. Sebab akan keluar imagination-imagination yang tak sepatutnya time duduk dalam bas lama-lama dengan penuh keboringan.<br /><br />Eh, sometime, sincerely, aku usha pempuan Russia yang masuk dalam bas. Yang muda la. Kalau yang masuk tuh tak cantik, aku haram tapandang langsung. Tapi, kalau sekali masuk angel, fuuuuuuuuuuh, terbeliak mata tak kelip-kelip doooooohh. Selalunya aku tunduk. Pastu aku tatap muka dia lagi. Tunduk. Tatap. Tunduk. Tatap. Dia tengok aku usha dia, pastu aku tengok ke tepi tingkap buat-buat taktau. Macam, kepala korang mengadap die, tapi, mata ke tempat laen, paham takk? Itu respon aku la. Hey, aku masih lelaki dude, macam pempuan tak je kan? Balik rumah gossip A-Z..."weh-weh, tadi aku jumpa orang muka macam Bieber laa *lompat gedik excited*". Pempuan pempuan. *geleng-geleng kepala*.<br /><br />Oh, lupa nak bagitau, aku usha die cantik ke tak, eh? Bukan seksi ke tak. Sebab seksi, tak sedap dipandang la. Rela aku usha muka Reese Whiterspoon lagi dalam citer *urm tak ingat*. So faham kan kenapa? So tapayah nak syak-syak aku usha 'part-part' tak sepatutnya. Sebab aku punya jenis judging arah 'cantik or tak cantik' tuh. Hehe. Eh apsal aku tulis pasal ni. Euw.<br /><br />Hidup ni penuh dengan purpose. Kita-kita akan buat apa-apa untuk dapatkan purpose tuh. Antara purpose general setiap manusia is:<br /><ul><li>To be good</li><li>To look good</li></ul>And this thing correlates dengan reaction kita. If we wanna be good, but, it is not SO COMFORTING to be good, so here come the 'prententious thing' in ourself. Ni normal la kot. Sebab, some people, they don't wanna be themselves sebab if they are being themselves, they cannot get along with other people. So, 'faking' is the only way. Some people ada jugak yang boleh get along ngan orang, and they cannot stand on their own. Mostly la.<br /><br />We are faking because we are not as osmosis to each other. We are different. By neglecting the differences, is the only way to equalize everything. Some said, 'fake it, until you make it'. No comment. Setuju, tapi kekadang, tak setuju jugak. Sometimes, people tends to confuse about hypocrisy and pretentious. For me, it's a big difference. Let's see what the dictionochka has to say:<br /><br /><blockquote>pretentious<span class="pg"><span id="hotword"><span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">–</span></span></span><span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);"><br /></span><ul><li><span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">full</span> <span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">of</span> <span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">pretense</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">or</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">pretension.</span></li><li><span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);"></span><span id="hotword"><span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">characterized</span> <span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">by</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">assumption</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">of</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">dignity</span> <span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">or</span> <span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">importance.</span></span><span id="hotword"><span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);"></span></span></li><li><span id="hotword"><span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">making</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">an</span> <span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">exaggerated</span> <span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">outward</span> <span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">show;</span> <span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">ostentatious</span></span></li></ul></blockquote><ul><li><span id="hotword"><span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);"></span></span></li></ul><blockquote>hypocrisy-<br /><div class="luna-Ent"><span class="dnindex"><span id="hotword"><span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);"></span> </span></span><ul><li><span id="hotword"><span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">a</span> <span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">pretense</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">of</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">having</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">a</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">virtuous</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">character,</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">moral</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">or</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">religious</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">beliefs</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">or</span> <span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">principles,</span> <span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">etc.,</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">that</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">one</span> <span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">does</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">not</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">really</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">possess.</span> </span></li><li><span id="hotword"><span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">a</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">pretense</span> <span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">of</span> <span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">having</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">some</span> <span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">desirable</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">or</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">publicly</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">approved</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">attitude.</span> </span><span id="hotword"><span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);"></span></span></li><li><span id="hotword"><span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">an</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">act</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">or</span> <span id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">instance</span> <span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">of</span> <span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">hypocrisy</span></span><span id="hotword"><span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);"></span></span><br /><span id="hotword"><span style="cursor: default; background-color: transparent;" id="hotword" name="hotword" onmouseover="this.style.cursor='default'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='transparent'" onclick="this.style.backgroundColor='#b5d5ff';return hotWord(this);">.</span></span></li></ul></div></blockquote> <div class="luna-Ent"><div class="dndata"><span id="hotword"> </span></div></div>Nampak kan beza? Dua-dua mainly berbeza in term of purpose. So untuk 'kelihatan' baik, religious bla bla (merujuk kepada hypocrisy). Satu lagi 'menjadi seseorang laen' which tak necessarily mesti jadi baik atau tak (merujuk kepada pretentious).<br /><br />Yang pelik, camna ah pandangan Islam terhadap benda faking faking ni?<br /><br />So aku cari la info-info.<br /><br />So, sebenarnya, "<span class="underline2">RIAK PALING BESAR ADALAH BILA KITA TINGGALKAN KEBAIKAN KERANA MANUSIA</span>". Jelas dan terang. Islam sebenarnya tidak menggalakkan hipokrit. TAPI TAPI TAPI DAN TAPI yang hipokrit tuh sebenarnya manusia yang melanggar hukum Allah.<br /><br />"Sebab apa lak dia hipokrit, suka hatilah dia nak pakai tudung ke tak, hello, mesti ke jadi 'muslimah sejati' dengan pakai tudung jee?". Pakai tudung dengan sempurna syarat betul doh, tapi tapakai dosa. Tapi tak semestinya pakai tudung tu baik. Sebab apa?<br /><br />"Tudung" masyarakat sekarang, adalah tudung fizikal. Cantik, lawa, kain mahal, lilit sana sini. Tak salah. Serius, tak salah. Tapi tersentak aku, bila kawan aku, Naqi cakap: "Tudung yang betul adalah tudung batin dan zahir. Bukan sekadar kain melitupi badan. Inilah bezanya 'bertudung' dan 'tak bertudung'. Bukan sekadar kain. Tudung ISLAM adalah tudung: (1) yang menutup aurat, (2) yang melahirkan tanggungjawab dalam hati menjaga jiwa Islam (3) yang memberi amanah menjaga perilaku peribadi seorang Muslimah.". Actually, dia dengar daripada mana entah. Impressed doh, lagi impressed daripada aku usha muka minah Russia. Syumpah!<br /><br />So, dalam Islam tiada yang hipokrit. Hak dan batil, benar dan salah, semuanya berbeda. So, hidayah milik Allah, ikhlaskan hati buat. Selagi mana ada will, hidayah pasti milik kita yop.<br /><br />Salam papai.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07100465284000249773noreply@blogger.com2