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      Do you know, today, 29th November, is the day Thomas Edison successfully invented a gramophone?   He shouted "Mary had a little lamb!"   This reminds me of dad this one time.         Dad were trying to fix our old microphone, and at the time mom and sister kept on singing the verse of "Bilaaa, yang tertulis untukku." from the song of Kenangan Terindah by Samson which when on and on for weeks. So when dad want to test the 'workness' of the microphone, he too sang the verse of "Bilaaa, yang tertulis..." Shook the microphone a few times and try again "Bilaaa...". The microphone worked! Dad and I were very much delighted.         But after the "Bilaaa..." poof, the microphone went dead once again. And this time, for good. Dad's face that moment was really cute; a mix of disappointment and triumph that only could be seen in the face of a child.          May Allah bless you, ...

      Class canceled. Oops, classes canceled. Too many canceled classes.       If only mother provide me with a car, I'll be zooming to her every day. Ah, that would be awesome to day dream about.       Have to finish up the project for le sister's wedding by this wednesday and I haven't have a clue on what to do! I know, groan!       Been really hard to fall asleep early these day. I blame you, lappy. Many goodies (read: TV shows, sitcoms, movies, pictures etc) inside you. Gonna go back to old bedtime routine of unwind sooner.       Have a blessed day, readers!

      I've always known since I was a kid that writing is my passion. And alhamdulillah, my beautiful, knowing mother of mine knows that and keep pushing me to write (or wrote since it's been decades).       I still remember my very own first short story when I was about 11 years old. It's about a kitten named Ginger Snap who is lost in the big weird world where some people treat her good while one or two makes it hell and how she survived. My mother loved it so much that she printed it and showed it to her colleagues and keep on talking about my so called masterpiece up until now. At the time, I took the courage to send it to my school's yearbook editor. It wasn't that good for me personally but with that kind of enthusiasm from your mother, how could you just not try?       At the end of the year, I flipped through the yearbook eagerly but was devastated to not to see my karya  in it. It felt horrible. My mother knew how much it m...

      It's the time (cough. university life. cough.) where belong to a group will make you feel worthy. Don't be fooled! That sort of lie was never in The Manual to Life to begin with. Get out of the cycle! Get a life! Be cool! Being around the wrong people is much more hazardous to you than being all alone. "One of the most beautiful qualities of true friendship is to understand and to be understood." - Lucius Annaeus Seneca       As people grow older, the need to be accepted by the norms grow along with them. Break the spell and you can thank me later. Be yourself. You are unique. And if no one can accept it, heck, it's their lost. (insert the most charming smile ever)      Speaking from experience here. Cheers. May Allah bless.

      Had 3 days extra of weekend and yet this blog of mine haven't got the makeover it deserves. Whatever happen to my time? Sigh. Need to muhasabah a lot lah after this.       This coming Saturday, a classmate of mine, Maslina binti Abd Samat will be someone's wife. InsyaAllah there'll be an update on it soon after it. Pray the best for her. Barakallah, friend! Be the best wife yang solehah ever! :)

      Assalamualaikum dear readers. First and foremost, I wanna change the layout of this dusty blog of mine! Soon. Because black may look cool with any colour but it's also kinda sorta enhance the gloominess of something.       Then I'm thinking of writing a series which will be under the title of 'The Plan - (anything)' where I'll write everything that I may have plan on doing with my future self; as a Muslim, as a citizen, as a lady, as a daughter, as a sister, as a wife and as a mother or maybe as a grandmother. As a checklist lah in a way but could benefit or inspire others. Hopefully.       And for sure, I'm going to kick myself if each week goes by without any input from me here later on. I've invest so much on Facebook that I rarely have more creative juice flowing for my blog which a shame really since Facebook's posts would buried under nonsense after sometimes where anything written here is forever.    ...

          Ya, aku menculik artikel dibawah ini dari seseorang. Kalau anda kenal, orang itu adalah penulis blog Teh Tarik Gelas Besar suatu ketika dahulu yang kini lebih enak bersemadi di laman tumblr.com. Dan aku ambil penulisan beliau ini pun dari laman itu. Apa yang menarik minat aku untuk tampal semula penulisan beliau adalah kerana isinya yang bagi aku, patut dibaca oleh semua.       Aku tak mahu jadi mereka yang berdebat endlessly tanpa hala tuju. Aku mahu kita semua menjadi seperti Rasulullah SAW di mana baginda sendiri apabila dihina, ajaran yang dibawanya dihina dan sebagainya, masih boleh tersenyum dan mempamerkan keperibadian yang sangat awesome sampai orang tertarik dengan baginda dan ingin tahu kenapa dan bagaimana baginda boleh se-awesome itu.       Tidakkah kita ingat teori-teori kedatangan Islam yang kita pelajari suatu ketika dahulu semasa di bangku sekolah dalam pelajaran Pendidikan Islam mahu pun Seja...

Hi dad.       Remember the picture? The first day where I'm bound to make the growth of your grey hairs go hay wire-ly...cool. *giggles* And where I was waaay shorter than you?         Dad, here I am, miles away from you and 13 years older the one in the picture. And looks like it is 12am. And you know what day is today kan? I know the text I sent you arrived safely in your inbox. Because I chocked on your reply. Well, watching Timothy Green the movie beforehand menyumbang to it as well. Oh, I mean every little words I wrote down there. I love you, dad. I really do.         I remember till this day that you are my hero, dad. Was, still am and I'm pretty sure will always be. The hero who sneaked a bottle of milk for me each morning until I was 6 years old before sending me to kindergarten. Then when I hit the age of sekolah rendah and sekolah menengah, you, the hero will always be there, fetching me or just greeting me with you...

      Ada apa dengan enam belas haribulan? Tiada apa yang signifikan pun. Cuma tiap enam belas haribulan aku mesti tertunggu untuk sesuatu benda yang magikal terjadi. Tak salah untuk berangan bukan?       Hari lahir aku jatuh pada tarikh ini tapi bulan lain. Jadi mungkin itu salah satu sebabnya, Tapi kali ini, pada bulan ini, Mei dan pada tahun ini, 2013. Enam belas haribulan jatuh pada hari khamis dan semua tahu kita menyambut Hari Guru pada hari tersebut.       Pada tarikh ini, tahun lepas aku bergelar seorang guru dan menyambutnya bersama anak-anak muridku. Hari yang tak akan dapat aku lupakan sampai bila-bila. Hmm, bila aku nak mencoret kisah Hari Guru pada tahun lepas ini pun aku tak tahu. Ah, suka sangat aku ber-prokrastinasi. Masalah betul. Takpe, mungkin masa rajin aku datang pada cuti sem kali ini, aku tekad aku akan membuat satu coretan khas.       Jadi selepas aku bergelar seorang guru, enam belas hari...

      Morning it is. 3:16am to be exact. What am I doing up so late, I asked myself. Lots of things happened in these couple of weeks. It's taking it's toll on me. Nah, kidding. I have Allah so I don't fret that much. Feels kinda down lately because I feel like I need to do something worthwhile other than studying (yeah, as if i do it greatly but still).       Trying to do an assignment now which needed to be done in pair but end up doing it all alone since everyone's is paired up. What happen here is maybe pembalasan dendam untuk tidur lewat mungkin. And I know I'm gonna regret this tomorrow. Typical.       This is just another post of...i-don't-have-anything-else-to-do-and-so-hello-blog!

      Ya, ini adalah post pertama aku untuk 2013. (ketuk kepala sendiri)       Janji pada diri akan menulis lebih kerap selepas ini. Mungkin silap aku sendiri, tulis apa yang ada dalam kepala ini di laman Twitter, padahal hanya boleh tulis dengan menggunakan 140 biji huruf sahaja. Sedang aku menulis ni, aku perasan aku dah 8 hari tidak mencoret satu apa pun di laman Twitter; a great start!       Dalam beberapa hari lagi akan bermulalah hidup aku sebagai pelajar ijazah untuk sem ke 2. Will be a new challenge. Dengan izin Allah, akan dapat ditempuhi dengan jayanya tanpa ada masalah yang tidak mampu aku selesaikan timbul. Aminnn.      Just keep a positive mind at all times and just remember that everything happens for a reason so do not fret! Life is good! :)