Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Minggu yang sibuk
Semenjak Jumaat lepas, jadual ku penuh dengan labwork, quiz, dan volunteery work. Sampai satu tahap, aku tak tahu aku nak buat yang mana satu... semua perkara dateline dekat2. Nak nangis rasanya. Pasrah giler. Call Huda.. pesanan dia.. buat apa saja depan mata, jangan fikir2 dah. Apa yang pegang di tangan, fikirkan yang terbaik dan buat sampai habis. Dalam masa yang sama, aku rindukan Enchek, tapi aku tak dapat buat apa.. sebab keadaan yang membuatkan perkara ini terjadi. Bingung!!!
So.. malam jumaat tuh... aku startla dengan buka buku talaqi. Buka balik.. skali bila aku revise bab sbelumnya.. aku tak ingat... nak nangis rasanya. Ya Allah, bleh ker aku habis. Bingung.. bingung.. kuatkan hati juga... baca- baca tak ingat. Panik melanda... pasrah!!
Sabtu, masih bingung juga. Ingat nak teruskan membaca talaqi, tetapi pepagi tuh da buat house chores. seterusnya ke lab. Menjelang tengahari ke plaza masalam mencari handphone baru.. Yeay!! dapat handphone baru.. Sony Ericcson W395.
First time pakai brand sony ericsson. Cam susah jer rasanya. Tapi bak kata orang, alah bisa tegal biasa. Munkin aku memerlukan satu nafas baru.. asik Nokia jer.. tukar anginla plak.. hehehe.. So far ok jer aku pakai.. macam da jatuh hati plak rasanya. smart ahh.. hehehehe..
Bentuk n kaler phone aku adalah exactly macam kat sebelah nie ;).
Ahad. Volunteery day. Da bagi nama kat Kak Yat.. walapon banyak keje.. tapi berserah jerla.. Having fun. gak.. first time tengok hot air ballon. Kalu tak buat macam nie, gerenti aku tak sampai... kena ada reason ;). Berjaya collect Rm1427 untuk sessi pagi.. mengalahkan yesterday-nya collection yippie!!
Isnin. Hari bingung + stress+ tensen. Tak tahu nak buat yang mana satu. Akibatnya, rasa panas hati membakar jiwa. Pagi tuh.. berusaha membuat labwork. berjaya habiskan PCR work. cuba study utk talaqi. Skali kawan si Amani, ada datang.. cara dia cakap macam annoying jer.. sabar lagi... Pastu datang minta tolong. Bukan tak nak tolong atau dengki. Tapi bleh tak rasa penat macam nak tolong org.. eish!! terok betul. Tapi, can't avoid that feeling. Huhuhuhu... Bukan nak mengungkit. Tapi asik tolong orang.. biler keje aku nak siap. Biler plak diorang nak tolong kiter.. cet.. tak baik betul. ~sigh.
Ari nie bersamaan selasa. Sepatutnya aku jumpa dr hana. submit report. tawakal giler. skali dr hana kata tangguh.. dia bagi aku keje lain.. tarik nafas lega.. yeay!!
Monday, March 22, 2010
Dunia memberi apa yang kita fokuskan
Namun bila anda memandang diri anda besar, dunia terlihat luas, anda pun melakukan hal-hal penting dan berharga.
Tindakan anda adalah cermin bagaimana anda melihat dunia. Sementara dunia anda tak lebih luas dari pikiran anda tentang diri anda sendiri. Itulah mengapa kita diajarkan untuk berprasangka positif pada diri sendiri, agar kita bisa melihat dunia lebih indah, dan bertindak selaras dengan kebaikan-kebaikan yang ada dalam pikiaran kita.
Padahal dunia tidak butuh penilaian apa-apa dari kita. Ia menggemakan apa yang ingin kita dengar. Bila kita takut menghadapi dunia, sesungguhnya kita takut menghadapi diri kita sendiri.
Maka bukan soal apakah kita berprasangka positif atau negatif terhadap diri sendiri. Melampaui di atas itu, kita perlu jujur melihat diri sendiri apa adanya. dan dunia pun menampakkan realitanya yang selama ini tersembunyi di balik penilaian-penilaian kita.
Hot ballon air Festival
My activity for today is packed. Wake up as early as 5.30am ( but.. continue sleeping till 5.45 am ~cheating :P ) . off to Putrajay, but before that picked up Jiha and Marianne first. Manage to speed... took me 15 min to reached putrajaya (giler laju!). Sampai sana... OMG.. pjg giler que for Hot air ballon.. meh kiter tgk history of Hot air ballon..
The hot air balloon is the oldest successful human-carrying flight technology and is a subset of balloon aircraft. It was created by Montgolfier brothers.
A hot air balloon consists of a bag called the envelope that is capable of containing heated air. Suspended beneath is the gondola or wicker basket (in some long-distance or high-altitude balloons, a capsule) which carries the passengers and (usually) a source of heat, usually an open flame. The heated air inside the envelope makes it buoyant since it has a lower density than the relatively cold air outside the envelope. Unlike gas balloons, the envelope does not have to be sealed at the bottom since the air near the bottom of the envelope is at the same pressure as the surrounding air. In today's sport balloons the envelope is generally made from nylon fabric and the mouth of the balloon (closest to the burner flame) is made from fire resistant material such as Nomex.Todays weather are good. Not so hot, just nice for the ride. Shift aku from 7.30am -2pm.. berjaya mengumpul.. R1472. Best tak? Kalah smalam.. ;) yeay!! pastu kitorang gi solat kat masjid putrajaya. ingat nak gi solat kat masjid besi.. skali silap jalan da...
Anyway, so far.. semua ok..
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
My name is Khan.. I'm not a terrorist
Petang semalam, aku dengan jiha gi tengok citer nie. Itupon.. sebab.. ke'tention'an melanda.. WIth all the things happen.. sangat stress. Tambah lg stress.. biler dengar bunyi "ketung ketang ketung ketang"... fakulti FSPU under renovation. uwaa.. stress giler..
Citer nie really give a big impact to myself. Membuat aku banyak menilai kehidupan.... full of laughter and tears..
synopsis of these stories according to wikipedia...
Rizwan Khan (Tanay Chheda) is a Muslim child who grew up with his brother Zakir and his mother (Zarina Wahab) in a middle class family in the Borivali section of Mumbai. Rizwan is different from the other children and no one, including his mother, can understand why. However, he has certain gifts, particularly a special ability to repair any machine that is broken. His difference leads to special tutoring from a reclusive scholar and extra attention from his mother. This attention, however, leads to a heightened level of jealousy from his brother Zakir, who eventually leaves his family for a life in the United States.
Despite this resentment, as an adult Zakir (Jimmy Shergill) sponsors Rizwan (Shahrukh Khan) to come and live with him in San Francisco. It is at this time that Zakir's psychologist wife, Haseena (Sonya Jehan) diagnoses Rizwan as having Asperger's syndrome, a disorder which makes it difficult for people to interact socially. Rizwan also begins to work for Zakir as an herbal salesman and in the process he meets a Hindu woman, Mandira and her young son, Sameer or Sam (Yuvaan Makaar), from a previous marriage. Despite Zakir's hostility to the match, they marry and settle down in the fictional town of Banville, where both Mandira and Samir take Rizwan's last name as their own. They also live next door to the Garrick family. Sam is close with their young son, Reese (Kenton Duty and Michael Arnold) while Mark (Dominic Renda) is a journalist and Sarah (Katie A. Keane) is a friend of Mandira.
The Khans' perfect existence gets disrupted, however, after the September 11 attacks on the twin towers in New York City. Mark goes to cover the war in Afghanistan and dies there. At the same time, the Khan family begins to experience post 9-11 prejudice in their community and Reese begins to turn against Sam as well. One afternoon, an argument between them turns into a racially motivated schoolyard fight between Sam and a number of older students. Reese tries to stop the fight but is held back and Sam is injured so badly that he dies. A shattered Mandira blames Rizvan for his death stating that Sam "died only because his name was Khan." She then tells Rizwan that she no longer wants him in her life. When he asks her what he has to do to be a part of her life, she tells him that he has to tell the people of the United States, and the President that his name is Khan and that he is not a terrorist.
Rizvan thus sets out on a journey that takes him from one US state to another (including Georgia, where he is befriended by Mama Jenny) in order to first meet President George W. Bush and later Barack Obama. During this quest, he is detained and later freed from the San Francisco Airport. Later, in Los Angeles, he prays in a Mosque and overhears violent rhetoric from Faisal Rahman (Arif Zakaria). He reports this to the FBI but there is no response at that moment. Later, while waiting in a crowd to meet President Bush and repeating again and again, "my name is Khan and I am not a terrorist," Rizwan is arrested and placed in a prison by police who misinterpret his statement.
While in the prison he is tortured as a terrorist suspect and meets the psychiatrist Radha (Sheetal Menon) who believes he is innocent. He is later released after a media campaign by two Indian student reporters Raj (Arjun Mathur) and Komal (Sugandha Garg) and Bobby Ahuja (Parvin Dabas) prove his innocence by unearthing his attempts to inform the FBI about Faisal Rahman. After his release, he returns to hurricane-hit Georgia to help Mama Jenny and her son. His efforts attract media attention and numerous Muslims come to help as well. At the same time, Reese confesses to Mandira and reveals the identity of the boys who beat up Sam. She informs Detective Garcia (Benny Nieves) who has been assisting her on the case.
After they are brought to justice, she joins Rizwan in Georgia. At the moment she arrives, Rizwan is stabbed by a follower of Faisal Rahman and is rushed to the hospital. With Mandira's help, he survives and meets President-elect Barack Obama (Christopher B. Duncan) who tells him: "Your name is Khan and you are not a terrorist."
huhuhuhu... sangat best.. sedih dia sangat sedih.. terharu pon ada.. sampai buat mata kitorang bengkak. Really worth it to see and nak tengok lagi. beli VCD dia pon takder.. lagi best dari kabhi kushi kabhi ghum..
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
menci menci menci..
Sunday, March 14, 2010
lazy sunday ....
ari nie.. sepatutnya aku datang lab. tapi rasa sangat2 penat.. tapi besok nak gi VRI. huhuhuhu.. camner ahh.. argghhh.. dilemma...
ohya.. aku skarang banyak wondering.. Lately, knapa time aku terjaga kol 5.30am.. slalu dengar mcm benda berdengung.. kala dulu.. around 4am.. masa tuh aku tgh wat qiam.. pelik tul.. serangga tue lintas.. terperasan ahh time solat.. kaler dia putih.. kalu time aku malas nak bangun solat.. aku ttutup muka aku dengan slimut.. yerla.. takut dia masuk kat tlinga aku fobia sei.. lepas kena kat kuching ari tuh.. Kelkatu masuk kat tlinga... huhuuhu..