Just the end of another year.

Which is nothing much, really.

Besides the fact that I am officially a fourth former, with more subjects to handle, more depressions to come, longer school period, and later recess time, opening the door for 2012 to make its grand entrance is not a big deal at all.

Yeah right.

During my years as a secondary school student, being a third former so far is the best thing that has ever happened to me. And it's a bit sad to think that it has come an end.

I loved going to extra classes. I loved the dramas between us and our teachers. I loved being made fun of by Cikgu Hilmi and I loved making fun of Idarul, Dilla, Qhira and the others. I loved how we pestered Ustaz Hang Tuah to play movies during PAI (yeahh I know we're all rebels xD) and he'll give in everytime. I loved how everyone shouted Happy Birthday to me from third floor when I was reaaaaaaaally late to school. I loved how there's always something funny to be read on the whiteboard every morning. I loved how we all began to speak in sign languages when Madam Mariah wasn't letting us out from the lab when Science period is already over. I loved how we all sang Raya songs when it was still a longgggg way to go before Raya. I loved how we worked hand in hand decorating our class. I loved how we always stick together. And above all, I loved being in 3 Ummu Aiman. You guys are awesome.

Even this year's Taekwondo Tournament was a lot of fun. Being a senior judge this year, I really had a great time judging. God, there were so many hot participants (kinda got distracted by them when I was doing my work haha). And of course the little ones were also cute. Heh. Suka layan kerenah budak-budak kecik yang comel, dan terhibur dengan macam-macam gelagat peserta perempuan mahupun lelaki. And the best part is, Atiq came to watch this year :)

Here are some of my favourite pictures of 2011 :

Calon-calon PMR 2011. 96 nombor keramat. Tahun kami lahir, dan bilangan pelajar yang mendapat 9A.

Me with fellow juniors before doing a demonstration :)

Mukhayyam Bahasa Arab : Kem paling santai seantero dunia.

Rehat minda a few days before PMR

at Masjid Putrajaya n_n

Our last Tarawih before Raya ^_^

Atiq was with us this Raya!

Bukan selalu boleh berdiri sebelah Hero Remaja. Haha.

at Bukit Tinggi. Even Mama wants to snap a pic with her phone. Haha.

:)

The event that brought us together :')

And the photo of the year goes to....

Bubu Junior - the last one standing

Most of the pictures are stolen. I claim no rights.

2011 had been a really great year for me. A year of new discoveries, tonnes of incredible experiences and not to forget, all the unexpected coincidences.

They say, there is no such thing as coincidence. There are only necessities. And so I'd like to think that our coincident meetings are all necessary :)

See you next year,

Moo.

Sapa hati. Aku kiuk kemaing lagi bbena.




Forever alone,

Mommy I'm on the Internet!

Guess what. Looks like I won't have to return the modem back after all. Weeeeeeeee~! :D

So I get to use the Internet for a couple more days or so. Omg so happy.

I went out with Mimi yesterday. Well, actually I was only tagging along with Adek, and met up with Mimi later. God, KB Mall was so packed. Hmm what to do it's almost the end of holidays, I guess people just want to enjoy the last days of school break to the fullest. School kids especially.

Seriously, it's just too difficult to swallow the fact that the school is going to reopen in less than a week. Somehow it just stuck there in my throat. This is bad.

I ran into lots of people yesterday. Alia, Insyi, Aqi, Ain, some juniors and seniors back in ZS, schoolmates ; Ana, Sarah and Mas. And ohh not to mention Sir Anime and his girlfriend as well. Kah kah kah.

Dan haruslah aku jadi yang paling pendek kan.

Had a heart to heart talk with Mimi. Found out something really shocking. Aiyoo. Now that you've met the person you can put a face in my stories after this. Haha. Thanks for buying me lunch Mimi! And for recommending Ustaz Azhar Idrus's book. Will surely read it later :)

See the chatbox ? --->

Do say something if you drop by. It pleases me. Heh.

Regards,

Before it ends.

I won't have any access to Internet until... 14th January 2012 maybe?

Sigh.

Two weeks ago my mom cut the Internet line because the bill was unusually high which never happened before. Haha. It will take another month to reconnect it. My cousin lent me his modem that's why I have access to Internet these past few days. But he's coming back tomorrow so I'll have to return it.

I guess I'll spend time watching dramas again. Or maybe I should find something productive to do. Hmm.

Damn it. School break is almost over.



This sucks.



BIG time.

Kenapa harus hipokrit?

This matter had been bothering me for a while now. And now, I feel like voicing out my opinions.

About hypocrisy.

Aku kan, paling pantang bila orang yang bertudung kutuk yang tak bertudung. Kenapa suka dan cepat sangat nak menghukum orang? Terasa diri sendiri sudah cukup sempurna ke bila dah pakai tudung? Ingat, bertudung bukan lesen untuk kita mengata, mencela atau mengumpat orang lain. Dalam surah al-Humazah kan ada sebut tentang pengumpat. Kau pakai tudung ke, tak pakai ke sama je dosanya kalau dah mengumpat. Cuba pegi baca tafsir surah tu. Baru kau fikir dua kali sebelum umpat orang.

Tapi, tak bermakna aku bela orang yang tak bertudung. Walau macam mana pun, aku tetap tak boleh terima alasan taknak pakai tudung sebab belum bersedia atau takut dilabel hipokrit. Persoalannya sekarang, siapa kita nak menidakkan perintah Allah? Kalau sengaja meninggalkan solat dosa besar, tidak menutup aurat pun dosa besar jugak. Tapi tak pernah pulak dengar orang yang tak solat cakap, "Aku belum bersedia nak solat." So how now?

Kalau nak berdakwah pulak, biarlah kena pada cara. Ada ustaz dalam radio cakap, kita kena guna persuasion instead of aggression. Maksudnya, nak ajak orang supaya kembali ke jalan yang benar ni, kena perlahan-lahan bukannya main pegi serang terus. Salah satu caranya ialah berkawan dengan target kita. Bila dah rapat, barulah kita boleh nasihatkan diorang kan? Dan diorang pun akan mudah untuk terima nasihat kita. As simple as that. But still, I do realise that the plan is not easy to implement as it seems.

Kelakar bila teringatkan ada seorang kawan aku ni cakap dia suka kawan dengan aku sebab aku bukan jenis yang suka bagi nasihat. Haha.

Kalau dalam Twitter atau Facebook, ramai yang suka bagi nasihat tentang agama. Tapi kadang-kadang terasa nak macam nak gelak sorang-sorang bila si pemberi nasihat tu sendiri sebenarnya tak melaksanakan perkara yang dinasihatkan. Suruh orang lain labuhkan tudung, tapi hakikatnya diri sendiri pakai baju ketat lagi sendat menampakkan bentuk tubuh badan. Yang lagi best, sebenarnya orang tu pun tak pakai tudung mengikut cara yang dia nasihatkan kat orang lain. Ada tu, selalu post status kat Facebook tentang kepentingan menutup aurat, tapi pada masa yang sama, sibuk dok mengadu tentang boyfriend. Apakah? Don't you feel like there's something a bit off there? No? K fine.

Aku tahu niat korang baik. And I'm not trying to stop your good intentions. Allah bless you for that. Tapi alangkah indahnya kalau syariat yang cuba ditegakkan dalam diri orang lain, turut sama kita tegakkan. Dan orang lain pun akan dapat terima apa yang cuba kita sampaikan.

Tak, aku tak alim. Aku bukan jenis ustazah yang pakai tudung bulat yang labuh, pakai jubah dan baju kurung atau pakai purdah for that matter. Kalau nak label aku ustazah pun, aku pun ada jugak masa-masa yang aku sekular.

I really hope you get the message I'm trying to convey here. If you don't, I truly apologise.


Do correct me if I'm wrong. Jangan biarkan saya sesat sendirian.


Yours humbly,

The Day of the Results.

I cried first thing on that day.


No, a BIG FAT BLOODY NO. It wasn't because I had a sudden nervous breakdown or even a cardiac arrest for that matter. It was because Kechik died. Kechik is my little kitten. Yeahh, you guessed it right, I did name her Kechik because she was too freaking small. Kechik was sick a few days before she passed so we brought her to see the vet. Because she was too delicate, there wasn't much hope for her to survive.

I had to feed her using a syringe and made her eat the vitamins (in form of pills) to whet her appetite because she refused to eat. On the third day, Kechik showed some positive improvements - she began to eat and move around a lot. I was overwhelmed with joy. That night before the results came out, for the first time ever Kechik came to me on her own. It was really surprising because this never happened before. But what made me regret the most was, I coldbloodedly shoved her away because she stank (she fell into the drain) too much that my nasal cavity couldn't stand it. So I told Adek to take her away from me.

The next day, Kechik was barely alive when I first check on her. Trying desperately to hold my tears I called Mama at her office, and she said there wasn't really anything we could do to help. I ate my breakfast while sobbing and hating myself for the unbelievably stupid things I did the night before. When I went to take a look at her again after that, she had already stopped breathing.

It was so unexpected. I really thought you were going to recover. I'm sorry Kechik.
I really am.

*****

And so, I went to school with a pair of swollen bloodshot eyes. But by the time we reached the school compound, I was already back to my usual self. My dad drove like we had all the time in this world - 50km/h. And we took the longer road in order to escape from the traffic jam. Thus, giving me ample time to recover from my previous condition.

Our teacher told us that all the students of 3 UA scored 9A's before the results were announced. Before we knew it we were already starting to hug each other. Of course we were ecstatically thrilled to know that we didn't leave anyone behind. So yeah we were basically only waiting for our names to be called out. But seriously it felt like it took almost forever. Our class was the last in line, and having the name with the letter T at the beginning wasn't much of a help. Too bad I already ran out of tears, otherwise I might also be crying too.

Gambar tak jelasssss. Nampak saya tak?

Muka cacat. Tapi takpelah Amalien and Adleena tetap lawaa :D

Cikgu yang tolong batalkan kelas tambahan untuk kitorang. Sayang cikgu <3

:)

Alhamdulillah, our hard work had finally been paid off. Thanks to our teachers who had paved our ways towards success and also to families and friends for the endless support. We owe you guys big time! :D

Ohh, I'm writing this entry using my brand new red laptop :3


Thanks for opening the car's door for me, Never thought you were quite of a gentleman :)


Sincerely,

The Red Letter Day.

Assalamualaikum.

I spent half of the day hunting for cute/vintage/simple blogskins for my blog. But unfortunately to no avail. I did find a few that suited my royal likings but there were too much complications and being the person that I am, I just couldn't stand dealing with things that tangle the wires in my nervous system. And I have not the slightest idea whether or not my previous sentence makes any sense.

At the end of the day, I decided to settle down with this template you're currently setting your eyes on - by Blogger. God, I feel so relieved! Felt as though I just got out from the most confusing labyrinth ever.

Enough on the intro.

Rumour has it that the PMR results will be out in 10 days which is on the 22nd. Ain't that just nerve-wrecking? Oh boy oh boy. No, there aren't any butterflies fluttering in my tummy. And why is that so? Because the small and big intestines in my stomach are all tied up into knots and ribbons and any other things you could've ever imagined - providing no space at all for the butterflies to be flying around. Tragic much? Definitely is.

Maybe I don't look like I'm worried or nervous, but actually I do. The 'if' thoughts are always roaming in my mind and I'm really scared of the worst case scenarios. Nauzubillahiminzaalik. I'm not being pessimistic, but you would never know when the least expected will happen. Because, isn't expecting the unexpected makes the unexpected expected? Haha. Anyhow, I've already done my best and let's all hope the red letter day will become the happiest day of the year - the day which the tears are only involved because of the overflowing joy.

I might be exaggerating too much, but that's just the way I describe my inner feelings. The feelings that no one could have possibly figured out even if you see me everyday. But, you do get the picture right?


I hope the answer is yes.

The desperate attention seeker,