Saturday, October 25, 2008
Watashiwa nihon-go ni zenzen wakarimasenno koto.
Okeh, before I shut my blog down for a while due to my final year exam, I just wanna make a HUGE statement. Huge, I tell ya!
Just yesterday a japanese school went to our school! But, I didn't get to see their performances let alone having a friendly talk with them cos I had to attend classes.
It's frustrating but after a while I thought that maybe there was a huge hikmah for me. Yelah, dahla ada yang play truant sibuk nak duduk ngan org jepang tu, kesian ustazah, so I had no choice but to attend my classes. Nasib baik kitorang dapat information baru. Rugi betul sape yg tak dtg class.
Dah, tu je. Sebenarnya byk lg nak tulis nie tapi nak tengok Man VS Wild kat discovery channel.
Salam warahmatullah wa barakatuh
Saturday, August 9, 2008
Sedikit Peringatan Buat Kita Yg Sering Lupa
Monday, August 4, 2008
Thank God!
Gosh, nasib baik dapat log in. I thought I lost this blog so I did another blog, bubbly101. Thanx to Zatil, I now know how to sign in using my yahoo mail. Fuh... nasib baik. I'm not that good in stuff like this, actually I'm an amateur. I still remembered....
(FLASHBACK)
One day, a naive 14 year-old girl clicked onto the sign up tab for yahoo. She read the instructions that said: one; type your username. two; for example, type in your favourite sportsteam, pet or favourite colour.
So, she typed in all three of those. Her first e-mail was seigakucattrueblue.
Three months after that, she opened her account and got a bunch of messages. Fumbling through the messages, she highlighted the the ones she read and then she clicked a garbage bin icon which she thought was the 'save message' box. When she signed in again for the next week, she was surprised to see no messages. And then she told her friend, Nadia. Laughing out loud, she told the naive girl that she just threw her messages.
After that, she signed up for another e-mail. And then that username was kind of a mess and she deleted it, did another one. Then she deleted that one too and did another account. Then the new account was abandoned for half a year and was disabled and then she did another one. And NOW she got serious and ended up with this account sar_smih.
(END FLASHBACK)
So, tahulah sekarang yg I'm an amateurist. Dakara, don't marah-marah ye?
Okies... chaw!
Salam...
My Family
Assalamualaikum, peace be upon you
Okay, so I just read an article about families. Hence, I'll do a flash taaruf: I have a mom whom I call mak and a dad whom I call abah, a big sister, a big brother, a sister in-law;kak Zu, Three big brothers before me, me, my sister and my little bro; Haris. I'm the sixth child out of eight and my upper brothers and big sister don't really like me, like, they could care less of me. Except my eldest brother and his wife and his two little comel kids.
Anyways, this article kind of realised me that our family is our prority. I've been such an ungrateful kid these years and I didn't care about my family 'cos there has been a lot of issues going on between us. I know that everyone has problems of their own and I'm not an exception. Maybe all these yeas we've been hating each other, even among brothers and sisters. And I admit that I've been tinking that I shouldn't have been born in the first place. Being a Jahil, I always wished that I wasn't in our family 'cos I'm always left out. Sometimes if I do a mistake, or if I try to mix in with them, I'll end up being left aside like I'm just an outsider. This IS true 'cos I would'nt tell this if it's not true.
And then one day when my ustazah came into class, she told that Allah has always created a companion for us, even if we don't see it. Evene the most isolated man has a companion which is Him. I told ustazah my problems and then she told me to read the Quran. Willingly, I flipped through the pages and I realised how I missed peace and how I wished to see Allah at that moment.
I never realized that I still have mak and abah. I never realized that the scoldings were signs that they recognised me, not as an outsider, but as their daughter. Everytime if I think about them, I'll cry thinking of prophet Muhammad PBUH, who never knew his father and always craved a mother's love but did not get the chance to. And I'll always remember that Allah has always been there for me. He has stated in the Quran that he is closer to us more than our veins beneath our skin. And if we take a step closer to Him, He'll run a thousand more closer to us.
Therefore, before we lose everything, make sure that we make quality time with our sublings. Allah will not put us among them except that we are meant to be with them and try to change them into better people for life.
Wassalam
