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Friday, October 23, 2009

Thank You All My Friends



It's difficult to find friends like all of you...it's like opening a thousand shells under the sea to find a pearl....But findings all of you make my live worthwhile.... 


“A friend in need is a friend indeed” that the real value we need to find in a person that we called as a friend. But it is such a hardest thing to do. So i believe everyone in this world may still search that value in order to find the true friends. Whereas, for me, i know that, i do not have to find it anymore because i already have that kind of friends. I am such a lucky person to have them as my friends. Why i know all my friends have the value of “a friend in need is a friend indeed”? All this happen when i am in semester 2. In early semester 2, all the students of MPCIM will get their final examination result. This is the nervous time ever for all the students. From this result they will know their next luck whether they passed or not. This is also to know whether they are able to further their study or not. So, everyone seems like very afraid to know their result. The same thing goes to my friends and i. We are pray for our best. Hoping all of us will get the best results. First of all, to get the result, we need to see the mentor. Mentor is a lecturer that was be given the task to handle several students under them like a parents. When i went to the class that full with the other mentees, my mentor passed the result to me. Unfortunately, when i open the result, i feel so sad because my pointer not even reach at 3 like the other friends. In addition, i get to know that i failed one subject for that semester which is academic studies 1.Seems like my spirit flew away...But i need to cover my tears from fall in front of my mentor and the other mentees(so shameful to cry like a child just because of my mistake at the past). At that time, feel like i want to shout out... This is because all my friends got GPA 3 point above except me. When i reach at my room, i do not talk with my friends which are my roommates. All of them keep asking about my result. Maybe they were wondering why i do not speak as usual. So, i passed my result and let them see my result. After they see, they know why i quiet and my face looks so gloomy. My minds start to think all other matters. Feel very ashamed to myself, my friends and my family. Many question cross my mind at that time...How’s should i tell my parent? Seem like i do not appreciate my parent’s sacrifice for me..I feel so sad..Feel guilty and feelings like i just want to stop from continue my study. I feel very down. This is the time to inform my parents about my result. My tears falling down without stop when i hear my mother’s voice. Seems like i want to kill myself from telling my mother’s about my result. I know the news that i will tell them will hurting them and make them ashamed. So, by hook or by crook i need to tell them about the real situation because whatever happens one day they will know it also. When i tell my mothers’, my tears keep falling until my mother said “adik dah la tu..It’s okay...ni kan first time adik ambil exam, semester ni berusaha kuat lagi..lagipun adik xpandai sangat kan bahasa inggeris...kira okay lah tu..belajar lagi...jangan putus asa...ok!!!!”(i am crying without speak anything). Lastly i can’t stand anymore to hear my mother voice. She keeps support me even though i had hurt her. My father? He is do not say anything. But i know deep in his heart he is disappointed with me. After that i hang up the phone. Just a few minutes after that, my phone is ringing. My sister calls. I pick up the phone and my sister asks about my result. She gives advice to me and hoping I will build my spirit to study back. Then she hangs up the phone. After that she text me with the words that really make me aware that there are still people who still love me even though i have disappointed them. Her text sounds like this “mengejar impian itu memang memenatkan...kadangkala mengundang putus asa...hakikatnya...yang penat itulah bakal memberikan pulangan yang berharga...SELAMAT BERJUANG”. Now my self- motivated becomes a little bit strong. It is the hardest time for me to going through because all this things i need to face by myself because being far apart from my families. Whatever it is, praise thanks to Allah because give me special friends that always be with me in the time i need them. Even i just friends with them for a few months, but our relationships shows that strong friendship does not based on how long we are be friends. They know the incident that happen makes my spirit down and they know that i am sad on all those things that happen. Moreover, i know all my lovely friends cannot stand to see me in that time. I know they are pitiful with me. But they can do nothing accept give moral support for me to wake up again and be the best. The most things that make me sad are from that semester i can’t be their classmate because my timetable will be clash with their timetable. Just Allah knows my real feelings to be not with them. Start from that day, i promise with myself i will not hurt and disappointed my parents anymore. I will study hard in order to not repeated the same mistake. To do so, i need to study more hard from the others because i know I’m weak in English. Every night before i sleep i need to read English stuff first like magazines or newspaper to improve my vocabulary and my pronunciations. Effect of that incident also, i start to be more active in the class and i need to hide my ashamed feeling. I also start to give full attention in the class. Not like before which is i tend to be more passive and play around in the class. When i have tasked or assignment that was assigned to me, they are the one who will be the first people gives their hands to me. They are also the one who makes me laugh back and makes me cheerful back as before. I can’t imagine if i do not have them besides me when i in that time. Perhaps, i just stop my study and maybe i’ll not write about all this things today. My buddies, all of you like my spirits. Thanks for giving me the strengths to continue my life, give me the strength to standing back and be with me when i need all of you. Without all of you, i will not able to wake up again and fight for myself...THANKS A LOT MY BUDDIES....HOPE OUR FRIENDSHIP WILL NEVER END EVENTHOUGH WE ARE APART BY THE DEATH..

Sunday, October 18, 2009

My Hometown Friends - Wan Paq, At short, Fendi, Wanie and Allahyarham Bob





My lovely hometown friends: the top of the picture is Allahyarham Muhamad Azri B. Johari a.k.a Bob,
The second picture, they are Wanie and Fendy
The third picture are Wan Paq and At Short

May Allah bless our relationships until the end of our breath
For Allahyarham Bob, May Allah bless you and hope you will be peace at there
I love all of you very much..thanks for the friendships and your presence that might be a part of my strengh 

Monday, October 12, 2009

We will always be together forever!!!!

All About Us
Artist: TATU

They say, they don't trust,
You, me, we, us,
So we'll fall if we must,
Cause it's you, me,
And it's all about,
It's all about

It's all about us, all about us
It's all about, all about us
All about us
There's a theme that they can't touch
'Cause you know (us)

It's all about us, all about us
It's all about, all about us
All about us
Run away if we must
'Cause you know (us)

It's all about us (It's all about us)
It's all about love (It's all about us)
In you I can trust (It's all about us)
It's all about us

If they hurt you,
They hurt me too,
So we'll rise up,
Won't stop,
And it's all about,
It's all about,

It's all about us, all about us
It's all about, all about us
All about us
There's a theme that they can't touch
'Cause you know (us)

It's all about us, all about us
It's all about, all about us
All about us
Run away if we must
'Cause you know (us)

It's all about us (It's all about us)
It's all about love (It's all about us)
In you I can trust (It's all about us)
It's all about us

They don't know,
They can't see,
Who we are,
Fear is the enemy,
Hold on tight,
Hold on to me,
'Cause tonight,

It's all about us,
It's all about, all about us
There's a theme that they can't touch
'Cause you know (us)

It's all about us, all about us
It's all about, all about us
All about us
There's a theme that they can't touch
'Cause you know (us)

It's all about us, all about us
It's all about, all about us
All about us
Run away if we must
'Cause you know (us)

It's all about us (It's all about us)
It's all about love (It's all about us)
In you I can trust (It's all about us)

It's all about us!

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Our Memories


Me and Wanie

Losing My Best Friend

On 9th August 2009, the date that i will never forget throughout my life... this is the gloomy date that i ever face...on this date, i lose my best friend in the world. Seem like it is very toughness things to accept that. His name is Mohamad Azri B. Johari. Along i know him, he is very happy go lucky person, kind hearted, good son and brothers, also good friends and the simple word that i can describe about him is, he is like an angel. Actually until this day, i still do not believe he is already passed away. I think not only me, all his friends will say the same things. This is because too many memories that he left behind with us. All of you must want to know why he can die is it? Let me story it first.... He is just starts his new life as a university students at Ipoh, Perak. Seem like he already achieve his dream to enter University. I am very proud of him. One night, he is going out with his friend. At one junction, they had an accident. My friend’s head crash with divider of the road. He was hospitalized and collapse. Wan paq inform me that his condition become worst because his heart cannot pump the blood to his head.. Wan Paq asked me to recite Yassin for Bob. At that time, i pray to Allah to give the best solution for Bob. In my pray, i wish “If die is the best way for him to release him from suffer, just take his life away and if life is better for him, make him get well soon...Aminnnn”. At around 4 a.m, i got a massage from my mother. In that message, it is sounds like this “adik, Bob dah meninggal”....Allahuakhbar.....at that particular time, i feel like am i dreaming? I hope all this just a dream. Tears start falling from my eyes...i’m crying at tymah’s shoulder... It is very hard for me to accept it because for me he is too young to die and i just on the phone with him about a weeks before...Seem like it is just a joke...But, from that i start to realize that, young or old is not the matter of life... Allah may take our life anytime he wants. Behind this also i know that Allah hears my pray and Allah loves him more than i do... One thing about him that i will never forget is he doesn’t like eats laksa. This is because he sees laksa like a maggot. What’s make me feel guilty after his death is i do not know the last word that he trying to tell me when the last time he’s calling me. A week before he die, he just called me. Like usual, he is always with his joke. He is trying to tease me and ask forgiveness from my mother because he didn’t inform my mother about he will further his study at Ipoh. He also story about his feelings. He is very happy because at last his ambition to be a teacher will achieve because he’s taking degree in education. Before this, everything that he do and everywhere he go he will come and see my mother first. But, for this time it is different. He does not tell my mother and me about he will further his study at University in Ipoh. I just got to know from Wan Paq. When he‘s calling me, the network coverage at my house do not very good. So, i tell him to hang off the phone and just text me. Unbelievable, he refuses to do that. He keeps calling until i do not pick up the phone and then he just stops calling me. Because of that i do not know what are the things that he wants tell me. If i got a chance to scroll back to that time, i will call him back and say that i love him so much because he is my best friend that i ever had. He is the one who will care about me always. When I’m going back to my hometown, he will visit me and make me happy when I’m in sad. He is also the one who always asking about my problem and come out with possible solutions. Now, i do not know with whom i should share all my problems and my hurt...all this just with the guy name Bob...To the other friends, i didn’t mean that all of you not are the good person for me to share all those things but the fact is i’m just feel comfortable to share with him. That’s why i do not know with whom i feel better to tell about my problem...Bob....your name will always in my mind and in my heart. Wish you peace at there and may Allah bless you. Al-Fatihah.......

The Need Of Friends


We used to hear the phrase “there many friends to laugh together with us but there are a very small group of friends that will stay together with us when we sad”. When i was just 9 years old, i keep thinking about that whether it is true or not. I believe that i am a girl that very happy go lucky and friendly. I can mingle with new friends easily. I think all people that ever know me will say the same thing. Ops...sound like i proud of myself. But that is something that makes me difference with the other people. Life in this world just like search something without we know the end of that. It is just like me which is my journey now is to find best friend that can cry with me when i sad, can be with me when i need them and can recite Al- Fatihah to me when i die. Seems like i am a demanding person but that is what i need from the person who i called as friend. People always said it is hard to find friends like that. But for me i am lucky because i believe that i already have that kind of friends. Their names are Allahyarham Muhammad Azri b. Johari (Bob), Mohd Syazwan b. Jaafar (Wan Paq), Effendy b. Ismail (Fendy), Mohd Khairul Azhar b. Mohd Othman (At Short), Norhazwani Aziz (Wani lalat), Mohd Hafiz Asyraf b. Rosli (Hapiz), Fatimah bt. Zainal Azmin (Tymah), Siti Syuhaida bt. Mohd Shukor (Syusyui), Nor Hafidzah bt. Kamis (Fizah), Nur Liyana bt. Che Mohd Nor (Yana CMN) and Nur Alia bt. Mohd Othman (Alia). All this guys makes me feeling that i am a special girl in the world. Actually Fendy, Wan Paq, At Short, wani lalat and Allahyarham Bob are my friends at my hometown. We are known since we are in secondary school. How can i be friends with them? Hurm....i also wonder about that. Actually i also do not know how come we can be close together but i believe that all this thing happen because of destiny. While how i can be friends with tymah,syusyui,fizah, alia, yana cmn and hapiz?hurm...this is because i enter this lovely college (KPMIM). Grateful to Allah S.W.T because give me special friends like them... Feel so special to have them as my friends. To all my bff, thanks for giving me the opportunity to be friends with you all..