Tuesday, August 31, 2010

TANGGAL 31..BULAN 8..57..MERDEKA MERDEKA !



Perwira...
Dikaulah harapan hati
Penghibur kala sunyi
Pergilah berbakti
Membela pertiwi

Perwira...
Janganlah kekanda bimbang
Untuk pergi berjuang
Andainya kau gugur
Jasamu dikenang

Dengarlah lagu kucipta
Gubahan mesra nan manja
Sebagai ganti diri
Bersama kau berbakti
Untuk ibu pertiwi

Kekanda di medan perang
Adinda di medan seni
Sama-sama berjuang
Sama-sama berbakti
Semoga tabah hati

Majulah kekanda maju jangan undur
Dinda mohon doa restu
Rela sehidup semati bersamamu
Perwiraku




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Monday, August 30, 2010

Hari ke 20 Ramadhan

date : 30 August bersamaan 20 Ramadhan
venue : Restoran Bibik,Taman Universiti, Skudai Johor
menu : Nasi Ayam Penyet + Milo tabur + Teh O Ais Limau








.......
bulan puasa ni banyak post pasal makanan kan?
patutnya buat la entry benda yg bermanfaat sket kan?
tazkirah ke hapa ke...
hmmm... nak buat cmne..aku suka makan -.-

maaf kalian..





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Thursday, August 26, 2010

IFTAR malam 15 Ramadhan

 salam alaik..
alhamdulillah..
sedar tak sedar dah kita dah berada di pertengahan Ramadhan
dah malam yang ke 15
dan hari entry ni ditulis dah masuk hari yang ke 16 Ramadhan
kadangkadang rasa masa lambat
tapi sebenarnya cepat
dan bila dihitung semula amalan-amalan yang dah dilakukan selama 15 hari puasa
sumpa rasa nak jatuh air mata
sikitnya amalan... (T_T)

*lap lap mata basah
huhu.

oke. dah. 
sebenarnya..semalam kan..ada IFTAR di fakulti
berbuka puasa beramai-ramai dengan semua student SCV include chinese
sangat BEST!
and then after berbuka, taraweh samasama di surau fakulti.
the best moment ever. aichewah.


tak nak bebel banyakbanyak
bulan puasa ni tak leh bebel banyakbanyak
nanti dahaga
*masalahnye kau tengah bebel pakai mulut ke ni
miahahaha.


straight to the point....nak tunjuk gamba sebenarnya. kehkeh.
tapi tak semua
kalau nak tengok sume, cari kat fb aku
*sah sah korang takkan jumpe.. kehkeh


one..
two....
three......
mempersembahkan... jeng jeng jeng!




dimulakan dgn iklan gigi.. hikhik ;p
neli, budak kecik aka. budak cumel, nana, dila, gee, aimi


we gorgeous ! kehkeh. heart you all. <3


tengah gulung tikar pun sempat lagi pose.. hehe
makanan makanan.. yummy~~
wajah wajah ceria

aichewahh.

gadis melayu duduk bersimpuh. kuikui.

she's gorgeous. really. capture the moment.




look into the mirror. there's ur smile. 



korang pasan tak, pasan tak?
ade sorang budak kecik sesat pakai jeans..
pa diaa la kann kann




..

class lagi 10 minit nak mula
budak budak nih tengah sibuk pasang lagu raya
hahaha.

nak balik kampung oi.



chaww.









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Tuesday, August 24, 2010

IFTAR malam 14 Ramadhan

date : 24 August 2010
venue : Restoran Kampung Nelayan, Gelang Patah
event : IFTAR budakbudak SUKAM 2010
menu berbuka : siakap, udang, sotong, tomyam, sayur, nasi putih,
kurma, kuih, bubur, buah, air oren
*gyle superbb sedappp













daa~~


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Saturday, August 21, 2010

As Long As You Love Me

As long as you love me

Although loneliness has always been a friend of mine
I'm leavin' my life in your hands
People say I'm crazy and that I am blind
Risking it all in a glance
And how you got me blind is still a mystery
I can't get you out of my head
Don't care what is written in your history
As long as you're here with me

I don't care who you are
Where you're from
What you did
As long as you love me
Who you are
Where you're from
Don't care what you did
As long as you love me

Every little thing that you have said and done
Feels like it's deep within me
Doesn't really matter if you're on the run
It seems like we're meant to be

I don't care who you are (who you are)
Where you're from (where you're from)
What you did
As long as you love me (I don't know)
Who you are (who you are)
Where you're from (where you're from)
Don't care what you did
As long as you love me (yeah)

I've tried to hide it so that no one knows
But I guess it shows
When you look into my eyes
What you did and where you're comin from
I don't care, as long as you love me, baby

I don't care who you are (who you are)
Where you're from (where you're from)
What you did
As long as you love me (as long as you love me)
Who you are (who you are)
Where you're from (where you're from)
Don't care what you did (yeah)
As long as you love me (as long as you love me)
Who you are (who you are)
Where you're from
What you did
As long as you love me
Who you are (who you are)
Where you're from (where you're from)
As long as you love me
Who you are
As long as you love me
What you did (I don't care)
As long as you love me



current mood : jiwang


.sekian.maseh.



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Friday, August 20, 2010

Hari ke 10 Ramadhan


akibat malas pergi bazar..ni la jadinya..
"helo, delivery..."

PIZZA ( mine) & GCB ( roommate)





marina...  (nama baru). huhuhuhuu. salah la oi. adesss. -.-

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ENTAH.

aku suka malam
entah
mungkin kerana ada bulan dan bintang
mungkin kerana dapat lelapkan mata agar tak fikir apaapa
entah
tapi sebenarnya aku gelisah bila malam tiba
kerana entah
gelisah resah jadi satu
aku rindu

aku suka malam
entah
kerana aku suka tengok bulan
aku suka tengok bintang
bintang selalu ada temani bulan
tapi kadangkadang bulan tak muncul pun kan?
tapi bintang setia ada menanti
entah
hati aku pun begitu..mungkin..

tapi sebenarnya aku tak suka malam
entah
melihat langit kelam
sunyi
sepi
macam hati aku..mungkin

aku suka siang
entah
ada matahari
cerah menyinar ceria
tapi tak macam hati aku..mungkin

aku suka siang
ada langit biru berawan putih
cantek
dan bibir milikNya ini akan mengukir senyuman
tiap kali berdiri di balkoni melihat langit biru

entah
sebenarnya aku suka malam dan siang
sebab itu rahmat Tuhan
tanpa siang, tak akan ada pertemuan
tanpa malam, tak akan ada kenangan
mungkin...

dan aku suka
bila fajar tiba
aku berdiri di balkoni
bayu sejuk pagi
nyaman
tapi pipi aku akan hangat
basah 
dengan mutiara yang mengalir dari mata
yang sebenarnya dari hati
tapi kemudiannya aku akan senyum nipis segaris
dan bibir akan bergerak perlahan menyebut namanya

dan kemudiannya, di atas sejadah
aku ceritakan pada DIA
kamu tak tahu..tapi DIA tahu..
segala dalam hati..aku yang satu..

entah
mungkin aku terlalu..rindu..mungkin..




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Thursday, August 19, 2010

I Remember Yusuf Islam

 

I Remember Yusuf Islam

I Remember Yusuf Islam, formerly known as Cat Stevens, on the Sixties, early fame and the wave that saved his life.



I remember . . . 
the restaurant my parents owned on Shaftesbury Avenue in London. My father was always up before dawn, getting in provisions. He was a hardworking man and we all learned from his example. My older brother, sister and I did every job you can imagine – chef, waiter, kitchen porter, washer-up. My father was originally from Cyprus but he had travelled the world before settling in London. My mother was Swedish and was a nanny in the UK. They met on a night out in the capital.

. . . the bright lights of the West End, the coffee bars, cinemas and theatres. Living in the centre of London quickly made me streetwise and opened me to its influences – musical and otherwise.

. . . that the Merseybeat inspired me and that by the time the Beatles appeared on the scene every-thing seemed possible. In the Sixties, people were full of hope for the future.

. . . my father gave me £8 [now $12] to buy my first guitar. But I found it hard to sing anyone else’s songs – there were so many chords! So from day one I started to write my own and they were different from what was out there at the time, more angular and lyrical. Songwriting is a craft and I have a knack of being able to tell stories this way, stories with a little twist to them.

. . . my first recording session in 1966. I played to the head of Decca Records and they decided to make “I Love My Dog” and “Matthew and Son”, two of the first releases on their progressive Deram label. It was my lucky break and mainly thanks to the producer Mike Hurst, who was one of the Springfields [with Dusty Springfield and her brother Tom]. He helped me scrape enough money together to fund the session. I was only 18, but he was convinced I had something special.

. . . two years later I was struck down with a life-threatening case of tuberculosis and dragged off to a hospital in the Sussex countryside. I’d been working really hard and over-doing everything. As I lay alone on my back, day after day, looking at the woods outside, something happened within my soul. I knew that there was more to life than what I’d been doing; there was a part about the spirit. By the time I recovered I had a whole new bunch of songs and a new vision.

. . . playing some of my new songs, including “Father and Son”, to Chris Blackwell of Island Records. He was overwhelmed and I signed with him in 1970. Paul Samwell-Smith of the Yardbirds became my producer and put me together with Alun Davies who complements me so well on guitar. We made a good contrast on stage – my dark curls and beard against his straight blond hair. Alun is a steady, earthy type while I’m more moonlit. Our relationship has endured for nearly 40 years.

. . . there was a lot of money around and things got more and more commercial. I made it big in the US but found it hard to balance my spiritual quest with my musical one. Playing live in front of 40,000 people isn’t conducive to much self-reflection.

. . . the wave that saved my life. I was staying with a friend in Malibu in 1976 and the sea looked so alluring I went for a swim. Suddenly I was caught in a riptide and it was impossible to swim back. My faith jumped right up to my heart and I called out, “God! Save me and I’ll work for you!” At that moment a friendly wave came from behind and swept me safely to shore. I felt like I’d been given a second chance.

. . . reading the Qur’an for the first time and how it changed my life forever. My brother gave me a copy for my birthday. I’d studied many other religions and philosophies but this was a revelation. I found it so profound and started to apply the teachings to my own life. The more I changed my conduct, the more amazing life became. It’s hard not to follow the crowd but I started to swim in another direction. I converted to Islam in 1977, changed my name in 1978 and, because in Islam there is only one way to enjoy a partnership (a novel idea to me before then), I married at the Regent’s Park Mosque in 1979.

. . . the peace of mind I felt at becoming a Muslim, a peace of mind I still feel today. I have learned who I am. This had always been a problem for me – I’d changed my name and style a few times before. We are responsible for our own actions and their effect on those around us. Try it for yourself. Go out and swear at somebody and watch his or her reaction. Speak gently and kindly and the response is different.

. . . the day I put down my guitar. It was to be 27 years before I played it again. Instead of music I became involved in education and charity work. I realised I was in a position to contribute to children’s development, to educate them with heart and spirit. I was very proud when my first Muslim school got grant aid. I’ve tried to look at many different ways of reaching out, bridging the gap between perceptions of Islam in the East and the West.

. . . picking up a guitar my son had brought home one day and knowing the time felt right to return to music. I’ve released two albums since 2006, An Other Cup and Roadsinger. Although there is a very conservative Muslim view of the dangers of music – to do with what music might be used for, rather than the art itself – I believe it is something natural and beautiful. I discovered it was the Spanish Muslims who introduced the guitar into Europe some thousand years ago, during a gloriously intellectual period of music and art.

. . . when I was refused entry to America in 2004. [Yusuf’s name was flagged as someone with “ties . . . to potential terrorist-related activities” and he was deported.] I tried to turn what could have been a sinister episode into something light. I thought, “God wants it to happenso let it happen.” I believe it all came down to the confusion in the spelling of my name but the media had a field day with it. I’ve had to develop a tough skin and a sense of humour. In the old days, if someone didn’t like my music, I’d be a little hurt, but when you have to live with a whole load of people thinking the worst of you, you’ve got to stay strong inside.

. . . in my song “On the Road to Find Out” I wrote, “Well, in the end I’ll know but on the way I wonder.” It sums up my journey as Cat Stevens and predicted the Yusuf Islam of today. When you set out with a plan in life and it doesn’t go quite right, it’s because God has a better plan for you. I always try to remember that.





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[petikan dari Reader Digest edisi Jun 2010]








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Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Eren ft Romi - Pelengkap Hidupku

video


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Sunday, August 15, 2010

Hari ke 5 Ramadhan



yay ! at last, we met ! hahah.
haura n qaseh
terima kasih tumpangkan saya bermalam di rumah kamu dan iftar bersama keluarga kamu
taraweh bersama.
gonna miss those moment
sangat sangat happy
lurve you dear
:)
awek cunnn. miahahah.



hahahaha.


babai.



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Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Pagi 1 Ramadhan 1431H








salam alaik..
alhamdulillah. dipanjangkan umur untuk bertemu lagi dengan Ramadhan kali ini.


jap..menguap jap.. mengantuk. o_o


okey. straight to the point,, takde nak bebel ape..just nak ucap kepada semua umat Islam,

...
........
..............

.SELAMAT MENJALANI IBADAH PUASA.
.Offline dengan syaitan, Online dengan Tuhan.




setiap orang download checklist ni uke. nanti dah cukup sebulan puasa, boleh tengok semula apa amal ibadah yang kita dah buat sepanjang Ramadhan ni dan boleh pertingkatkan lagi untuk tahun-tahun akan datang.
insyaAllah.



happy fasting.
.may Allah bless.

wassalam.




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Tuesday, August 10, 2010

7 Aug 2010_ Lembu cumel.

hye.heyya.olla.olaz. heh. haura tengah bosan nih. haura tengah bersenanglenang berehat di foyer aras 5 fakulti. haura tengah mengantuk tunggu kelas pukul dua karang. haura tengah dengar lagu yakinlah aku menjemputmu yang dipasang oleh cik N di handphone cik G.


hmm.dah banyak hari kan tak buat entry. busy + malas + tak ada masa. Dengan kesempatan + kemalasan yang ada ni, cuba sedaya upaya jugak la buat entry baru sebelum 1 Ramadhan tiba. Wahh,, lagi sebulan ye nak raya. ahhah. ;p



erm..nak membebel ape ek? nak cerita pasal ragam manusia boley?


last saturday, pergi jalanjalan di K. masa tengah tunggu bus di S, ade sorang akak tengah dukung baby tegur haura. dye freehair. tengah tunggu bus nak pergi Melaka jumpa suami dye. Dye cite masalah dye and haura pun dengar je la. Dye baik. Agaknye skunk mungkin stil kat melaka or dah balik johor semula. Harap dia dan baby dia and husband nye selamat and bahagia selalu. Baby nye cumel...haura usikusik..baby tuh senyum lebar. cute sangat!



next person, pokcik tua. dah beruban maknanye dah tuo la kan. tengah tunggu bus nak pergi segamat. rupanya-rupanya dia student uitm segamat. gyle arh. haura tanya, apasal belajar? ade family tak? dia jawab, sebab rasa nak belajar. family ada kat jb. ohh...haura kalau dah tuatua nak main dengan cucu je.. wahahha. *cubit pipi sket.



bus dah sampai dah. 

nyum nyum nyum  (lunch dutchlady n roti dalam bus)

sampai K dah.

lalalala~~
bla bla bla~~

nak balik dah..


next person is,, makcik gemuk kaunter bus S** kat terminal K !! mencikkk! dia marah haura. urgghh. sampai sekarang geram tu masih bersisa lagi. tapi tak baik ek marah orang lamalama. lepas lima minit kena marah, terus memory deleted. tapi sebab nak tuleh dalam entry nih, so rasa geram kena ada semula. baru ade feel. ahhah.

           "Kali ni je saya tolong kamu. lepas ni, saya takkan tolong dah." (lebih kurang gini la ayat dia)

ek ena..ade aku cakap nak minta tolong kau ke?
haura just tanya..

"Bas akhir pukul berapa ek?" 

(shopin tak ingat dunia. terus terlepas bus. so kena beli tiket yang baru.)
Bukannya haura cakap, makcik, minta tolong bla bla bla... urggh. mencik !
marah dan malukan haura depan orangorang kat situ.siap mata jelingjeling lagi.dengan bahasa tak sopan.  ingat haura minta tiket free ke? orang nak beli tiket la ! bukannya minta tukar tiket ! 
bertudung tapi tak reti nak cakap elokelok.senyum pun tidak. orang cakap, kena hormat yang tua tp kalau dah orang tua perangainya gini, cam tak payah hormat je. mentangmentang la aku senyap je tak melawan apa, suka hati kau je ek nak mengata aku. aihh. malas nak kata apa.

          "Terima kasih."

itu je aku cakap sebelum blah. Terima kasih sbb tukar tiket and aku dah tak payah bayar tambang lagi.
Tapi...kalau tolong pun tak ikhlas, siap marahmarah lagi, tak payah tolong la.. plus, ade aku cakap minta tolong kat kau?


temperature dah naik. miahhahhaha.
tarik nafas, hembus. istighfar banyakbanyak. esok dah nak puasa. budak cumel tak boleh marahmarah. ye ! true! saya cumel. jadi tak boleh marah. *lempang


uke uke. dah penat membebel. hoho. lagi satu jam class. actually nak balik tidur je. tapi kalau balik tidur, sahsah tak datang dah class karang. huahuahua. 


upss! masa shopin ade beli lembu cumell. nanti i upload gamba uke. bukan suruh tengok, saja nak upload je. ngee... :)

till then, chaww.


p/s : entah hapahapakan title entry? miahahhah.




11_8 - nahh,,dah upload dah lembu cumel.. hihi



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Monday, August 2, 2010

kehkehkeh ;p


       



siput : you, apsal jalan lambat?
kurakura : sbb i tggu u la siput. i tggl kang u nangis lak.



lala~





---> me n oja :)
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