tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60764823223542173162024-03-05T04:54:20.323-08:00Dedicationsyafiqq1991http://www.blogger.com/profile/17396171130439558157noreply@blogger.comBlogger55125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6076482322354217316.post-56309364961366807442010-10-21T16:40:00.000-07:002010-10-21T18:15:42.324-07:00Ke Mana Hilangnya Bendang Kita<p class="MsoNoSpacing" align="right" style="text-align:right;line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi"></span></p><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi"><p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;line-height: 115%; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><b><span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; ">Ke Mana Hilangnya Bendang Kita</span></b></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;line-height: 115%; ">Bonda,</p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;line-height: 115%; "><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi">aku rindukan kampung kita yang dulu<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;line-height: 115%; "><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi">aku rindukan bendang kita ketika padi mula <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;line-height: 115%; "><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi">menguning bagaikan lautan emas brombak<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;line-height: 115%; "><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi">ketika dipuput bayu<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;line-height: 115%; "><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi">aku rindukan suara burung pipit yang berebut <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;line-height: 115%; "><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi">menjamah padi ketika mula masak <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;line-height: 115%; "><span lang="FR" style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font: major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-ansi-language:FR">aku rindukan lincahnya puyu berenang di celah-celah<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;line-height: 115%; "><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi">rumpun padi yang mula membesar<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;line-height: 115%; "><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi">aku rindukan anak sungai yang mengalir jernih <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;line-height: 115%; "><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi">dia dalamnya sarat dengan sembilang, sepat, haruan <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;line-height: 115%; "><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi">yang sentiasa menanti memmakan umpan pancing kita<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;line-height: 115%; "><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi">dan yang paling aku rindukan bonda <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;line-height: 115%; "><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi">menjamah beras baru yang dulu kita raikan sekeluarga <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;line-height: 115%; "><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi">dengan berlaukkan daging ayam kampung yang lazat.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;line-height: 115%; "><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;line-height: 115%; "><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi">Bonda, <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;line-height: 115%; "><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi">kini bendang kita dihuni mensiang yang meninggi <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;line-height: 115%; "><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi">senduduk semakin banyak tumbuh meliar<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;line-height: 115%; "><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi">anak sungai diganti dengan sungai batu<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;line-height: 115%; "><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi">yang terkadang airnya laju dan terkadang lesu <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;line-height: 115%; "><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi">burung pipit merajuk membawa diri entah ke mana<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;line-height: 115%; "><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi">dan sawah kita mungkinkah dihuni oleh si batik ular sawa.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;line-height: 115%; "><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;line-height: 115%; "><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi">Bonda,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;line-height: 115%; "><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi">akan pulihkah bendang kita kembali?<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align: left;line-height: 115%; "><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi">atau akan hilang dan tidak berganti?<o:p></o:p></span></p><div style="text-align: right;">Hanis N.S</div><o:p></o:p></span><p></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" align="right" style="text-align:right;line-height:115%"><i><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi">Dewan Sastera, Julai, 2002.<o:p></o:p></span></i></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="line-height: 115%; text-align: justify; "><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi">Sajak ‘Ke Mana Hilangnya Bendang Kita’ hasil karya Hanis N.S yang dipetik dari <i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal">Dewan Saster, </i><span style="mso-bidi-font-style: italic">Julai 2002, mengisahkan perasaan penulis yang amat merindui bendang di kampung halamannya. Hal ini demikian kerana bendang tersebut adalah sangat signifikan terhadap dirinya. Tajuk ‘Ke Mana Hilangnya Bendang Kita’ juga jelas memaparkan perasaan rindu penulis yang melampu sehingga mengatakan bahawa bendang tersebut ‘hilang’. Frasa ‘hilang’ bermaksud tiada dari sesuatu tempat yang menggambarkan bahawa bendang tersebut dialihkan dari tempat asal sedangkan perkara ini adalah mustahil. Bagi memastikan pembaca dapat memahami perasaan penulis dengan lebih jelas, jadi penulis menggunakan beberapa unsur-unsur kesusasteraan dalam karya tersebut seperti persoalan, unsur imejan, struktur sajak, nada, dan diksi yang menarik. Oleh itu, ulasan ini akan membincangkan keberkesanan unsur-unsur tersebut di dalam sajak ini.<o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify;line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-font-style: italic"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify;line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-font-style: italic">Persoalan yang jelas dipaparkan oleh penulis ialah memori lalu hilang. Berdasarkan sajak, Hanis N.S. menceritakan tentang bendang. Bagi penulis, bendang sangat bermakna kerana bendang adalah jantung kepada kampung halamannya. Hal ini dapat dibuktikan, ketika adanya bendang keadaan kampung tersebut sangat damai, sentosa dan tenteram.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify;line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-font-style: italic"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>‘ aku rindukan bendang kita ketika padi <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify;line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-font-style: italic"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>mula menguning<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>bagaikan lautan emas berombak <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify;text-indent:.5in;line-height: 115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-style:italic">ketika dipuput bayu <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify;line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-font-style: italic"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>aku rindukan suara burung pipit …’ [baris 3-6]<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify;line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-font-style: italic">Keratan sajak di atas menggambarkan suasana bendang ketika bendang masih dikerjakan. Suasana bendang itu menghiburkan hati penulis. Namun, apabila bendang ini sudah tidak dikerjakan semua kedamaian ini lesap. Hal ini dapat digambarkan oleh penulis pada rangkap kedua dengan jelas. Impaknya, penulis berasa rindu. Suasana kampung halaman yang damai di bendang itulah memori yang hilang.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify;line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-font-style: italic"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify;line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-font-style: italic"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Seterusnya, penulis memasukkan unsur-unsur imejan dengan sarat agar pembaca dapat memahami perasaan rindunya dengan lebih tepat. Penggunaan unsur imejan ini memberikan kesan yang lebih mendalam apabila penulis menempelkan sifat bersama unsur imejan.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify;text-indent:.5in;line-height: 115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-style:italic">‘ aku rindukan bendang kita ketika padi <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify;line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-font-style: italic"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>mula menguning<span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>bagaikan lautan emas berombak’ [baris 3-5]<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify;line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-font-style: italic">Berdasarkan petikan sajak di atas penulis cuba menyampaikan suasana di bendang ketika padi mula masak. ‘padi’ ialah unsur imejan yang digunakan oleh penulis dan disifatkan dengan warna kuning berdasarkan frasa ‘ mula menguning’. Oleh itu, unsur imejan dan sifat ini meberikan kesan visual dan membantu pembaca untuk membayangkan keadaan bendang tersebut dengan lebih jelas. Frasa ‘mula’ pula membuatkan imaginasi pembaca tidak besifat kaku namun lebih hidup kerana pembaca dapat akan membayangkan keadaan padi yang berubah menjadi kuning. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify;line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-font-style: italic"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify;line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-font-style: italic"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>‘ aku rindukan suara burung pipit yang berebut<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify;line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-font-style: italic"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>menjamah padi ketika mula masak’ [ baris 6-7]<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify;line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-font-style: italic">Manakala, keratan sajak di atas menampakkan pembaca bahawa selain kesan visual penulis juga menggunakan kesan audio untuk memastikan pembaca benar-benar berada di kawasan bendang. Frasa ‘suara burung pipit’ membuatkan pembaca membayangkan bunyi burung pipit. Selain itu, penempelan sifat terhadap ‘suara burung pipit’ iaitu <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>sifat ‘berebut menjamah padi’ membuatkan bayangan bunyi yang lebih jelas.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify;line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-font-style: italic">Oleh itu, penggunaan unsur imejan yang member kesan visual dan bunyi membawa pembaca kembali ke masa silam dan mengalami kembali kedamian yang pernah penulis rasai.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify;line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-font-style: italic"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify;line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-font-style: italic"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Apabila di lihat kembali sajak, sajak ini dibahagikan kepada 3 rangkap. Rangkap pertama mempunyai 15 rangkap, rangkap kedua mempunyai 7 rangkap dan rangkap terakhir mempunyai 3 rangkap. Penulis, Hanis N.S, sengaja membahagikan sajak ini kepada 3 rangkap untuk memudahkan pembaca memahami perasannya kerana penulis menggunakan teknik imbas kembali dalam sajak. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify;line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-font-style: italic"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Rangkap pertama sajak merupakan kenangan lama penulis dan penulis mengimbau kembali masa tersebut dengan menggunakan teknik imbas kembali. Sepanjang rangkap ini penulis membawa pembaca untuk menyinggah masa lampaunya. Baris ‘aku rindukan kampung kita yang dulu’ [baris 2] merupakan pendahuluan sajak yang memberikan cetusan idea awal terhadap pembaca tentang apa yang akan diluahkan penulis. Pada rangkap kedua, penulis membawa pembaca ke masa kini. Penggunaan frasa ‘kini’ merupakan isyarakat kepada pembaca bahawa penulis mahu mereka kembali ke masa kini dan melihat keadaan bendang tersebut yang sudah tidak dikerjakan lagi. Baris 17 hingga 22 menjelaskan pembaca keadaan bendang tersbut. Manakala rangkap ketiga menajadi penutup sajak kerasa penulis meletakkan harapan penulis terhadap bendang tesebut. Oleh yang demikian, penyusunan rangkap-rangkap ini membantu pembaca untuk memahami pegerakan waktu yang penulis lakukan. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify;line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-font-style: italic"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify;line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-font-style: italic"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Di samping itu, penulis menggunakan repitisi frasa ‘Bonda’ pada setiap rangkap bagi membuatkan nada sajak bersifat melankolik. Penggunaan frasa ini menggambarkan bahawa penulis seolah-olah sedang meluahkan perasaan kepada bondanya di dalam hati. Hal ini dapat dikukuhkan lagi dengan penggunaan koma ‘,’ pada setiap frasa ‘Bonda’ awal setiap rangkap. Perkara ini membuktikan bahawa penulis cuba memisahkan antara mesej yang ingin disampaikan dengan watak ‘Bonda’ tersebut. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify;line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-font-style: italic"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify;line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-font-style: italic"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Bukan itu sahaja, pemilihan diksi yang sesuai membuatkan pembaca benar-benar memahami rintihan penulis yang merindui bendangnya yang damai. Frasa ‘lautan’ pada baris 3 digunakan penulis bukan sahaja ingin meletakkan sifat zahir lautan yang luas tetapi juga untuk memberikan kesan keadaan seperti di lautan yang aman dan nyaman dengan tiupan bayunya. Begitu juga dengan frasa ‘menjamah’ yang dipersonifikasikan kepada burung pipit pada <span style="mso-spacerun:yes"> </span>baris 7. Frasa ‘menjamah’ menggambarkan keadaan burung yang sopan dan menampakkan kerelaan penulis untuk melihat burung pipit memakan padi tersebut. Oleh itu, pada rangkap pertama penulis menggunaan diksi yang menggambarkan perasaan yang positif. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify;text-indent:.5in;line-height: 115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font: major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-bidi-font-style:italic">Namun, pada rangkap kedua penulis menggunakan diksi yang menggambarkan perasaan yang negatif bagi menekankan perasaan sedihnya terhadap ketiadaan bendang tersebut. Frasa ‘meliar’ pada baris ke-18 menggambarkan perasaan penulis yang tidak rela dengan keadaan bendang tersebut. Manakala frasa ‘merajuk’ yang disifatkan kepada burung pipit juga memberikan suasana yang sedih. Jadi, pemilihan diksi membantu pembaca memahami perasaan penulis.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify;line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-font-style: italic"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify;line-height:115%"><span style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-font-style: italic"><span style="mso-tab-count:1"> </span>Secara tuntasnya, penulis menggambungkan unsur-unsur kesusastereaan bagi menyampaikan perasaan rindunya terhadap memori lalunya yang hilang kesan daripada bendang yang tidak dikerjakan lagi. </span><span lang="FR" style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif"; mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font: major-bidi;mso-ansi-language:FR;mso-bidi-font-style:italic">Pembaca benar-benar terkesan dengan jalinan unsur-unsur ini dan unsur-unsur ini juga membantu pembaca untuk menyelami perasaan penulis. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNoSpacing" style="text-align:justify;line-height:115%"><span lang="FR" style="font-family:"Times New Roman","serif";mso-ascii-theme-font:major-bidi; mso-hansi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-bidi-theme-font:major-bidi;mso-ansi-language: FR;mso-bidi-font-style:italic"><o:p> </o:p></span></p>syafiqq1991http://www.blogger.com/profile/17396171130439558157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6076482322354217316.post-82581474847698736542010-10-15T20:46:00.000-07:002010-10-15T20:53:31.226-07:00Photo shootOne of the photos for Performance and Awards' Night. I am the integral part for the night as I am the head of Multimedia Presentation Committee -becoming the King of Adobe Flash Professional CS3 at school.. hahaha... - though not the main committee :)<br />But and exam is next week.. not ready yet as I am being swamped with the Night's works. :(<br />Pray for me guys :) c u later.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt_NqUcNCbe6Oy9ZKbvia9-GK7Uz1y6pb66NtDwamGmdBk8wI61ezZVivyBdgLo2WUXbtvMQSnFXiN0ahhLqLizFYtK3AC9fQmLAV0q4LUdBAs_cngNXGy5318aUtcddIfBn7kzL1TrKk/s1600/fadfadfdaf.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgt_NqUcNCbe6Oy9ZKbvia9-GK7Uz1y6pb66NtDwamGmdBk8wI61ezZVivyBdgLo2WUXbtvMQSnFXiN0ahhLqLizFYtK3AC9fQmLAV0q4LUdBAs_cngNXGy5318aUtcddIfBn7kzL1TrKk/s400/fadfadfdaf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528485713658223762" border="0" /></a>syafiqq1991http://www.blogger.com/profile/17396171130439558157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6076482322354217316.post-46824001731749209092010-10-11T17:28:00.000-07:002010-10-11T17:29:04.315-07:00Bintang<p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:194.1pt">Sekali lagi aku sendiri berdiri</p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:194.1pt"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language:FR">ditepian pantai berteman bayu laut<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:194.1pt"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language:FR">setelah berkali-kali menanti<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:194.1pt"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language:FR">kau – bintang - tiang hati bertaut.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:194.1pt"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language:FR"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:194.1pt"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language:FR">Tertawar kawah lara duka. Pabila<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:194.1pt">kau menyubur senyum ceria, dan</p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:194.1pt">menghapus segala pedih derita. <span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language:FR">Dalam<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:194.1pt"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language:FR">singgahan pelita gembira.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:194.1pt"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language:FR"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:194.1pt"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language:FR">Munculmu tiada tentu. Hari ini,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:194.1pt"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language:FR">kau di sisi. Esok,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:194.1pt"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language:FR">tiada janji,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:194.1pt"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language:FR">dan tulat terseksa menanti<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:194.1pt"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language:FR">dalam kelemasan gelora rindu membadai hati<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:194.1pt"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language:FR">dalam perangkap ilusi memori lalu. Tapi<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:194.1pt"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language:FR">setiaku tegap berdiri –<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:194.1pt"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language:FR">aku teguh di sini<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:194.1pt"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language:FR">masih pasti<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:194.1pt"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language:FR">menanti, menanti, dan terus menanti.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:194.1pt"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language:FR">Kerana kau bintang yang dicari.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:194.1pt"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language:FR">Di balik<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center;tab-stops:194.1pt"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language:FR">rimbunan bintang bersinar suci.<o:p></o:p></span></p>syafiqq1991http://www.blogger.com/profile/17396171130439558157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6076482322354217316.post-22242968482000759762010-10-02T01:19:00.000-07:002010-10-02T01:21:27.852-07:00Aku Dijajah Lagi<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><b><i></i></b></span></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><b><i><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify">Aku dijajah lagi! Semuanya dek angkara si petualang durjana yang kelemasan dalam rempuhan badai dunia material. Padahnya ditanggung oleh aku dan warga senegara senasib. </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify">Tatkala aku girang belajar bersama warga senegara senasib, ura-ura ibu pertiwi aku dijajah membuatkan aku terbahak-bahak ketawa. Namun, realiti menyengat fantasi. Aku kelu terpaku - aku dijajah lagi! </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify">Kata Tham Li aku dijajah lagi disebabkan kita tidak bersatu. Dinesh juga bersetuju. Tapi aku tidak fikir begitu. Aku sedar dan tahu. Demi kepentingan diri, si pengkhianat bangsa dan negara itu mengaut untung atas perjanjian-perjanjian sulit dengan penjajah. Maka, tenggelamlah bahtera merdeka berlayar damai. </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify">Segala coretan mimpi ngeri dalam debuan lipatan sejarah ialah realiti. Dulu, aku dan warga senegara senasib bebas bersuara atas nama hak asasi manusia tapi kini tajamnya lidah tumpul kerana penjajah kebal berkuasa. Puas sudah aku dan warga senegara senasib berkomunikasi, berdiskusi dan berkonfrontasi atas nama satu bangsa tapi hasilnya tiada.</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify">Segala kemewahan dan kesenangan warga senegara senasib kini hilang sekelip mata. Jika dulu kami bercantik-cantik dalam berpakaian. Tapi, hari ini, seluar kami bertukar guni padi. Dulu kami berkesempatan untuk berjalan-jalan mesra meneliti keindahan langit malam berlatar sinaran rembulan penuh dipagari kerdipan bintang-bintang cerlang tapi atas perintah darurat kami perlu ‘<i>masuk rumah awal’ </i>atau penjajah akan menahan kami dan membawa kami ke bilik tahanan. Ketidakberakalan mereka terserlah. Kami diseksa bagai binatang; ada yang dipaksa meminum air sabun sehingga perut besar memboroi. Dicocok-cocok pula dengan buritan senapang hingga pecah, dan terburai berhamburan. Segala kelazatan himpunan makanan pelbagai bangsa warga senegara senasib seperti lemang, muruku, dan kek bulan kini tiada. <span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language:FR">Bayangkanlah nasi sesuap sukar untuk dicari. Makanan dicatu. Air juga begitu. Hendak mandi sehari sekali pun rasanya bagai mimpi. Sehinggakan kami di larang membawa air keluar dari rumah apatah lagi di bawa ke kelas. Komunikasi kami disekat. Tiada lagi telefon mudah alih apatah lagi <i>Blackberry. </i>Tiada lagi internet apatah lagi <i>Facebook.</i> Setiap jejak langkah kami dihidu. Pantang melihat masa lapang kami, terus kami dipaksa menjadi buruh mereka. Untungnya mereka <i>‘sapu’.<o:p></o:p></i></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language: FR">Kadang-kadang aku terfikir untung juga warga senegara yang berjaya melarikan diri daripada penjajah. Mereka membina hidup baharu berpaksi ilmu yang mereka timba di sini. </span>Kenapa tidak aku mengikuti mereka? </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify">Tidak! Negara ini milik aku! </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify">Milik aku dan warga senegera senasib. <span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language:FR">Cukuplah si petualang itu menggadaikan damai lalu. Biar aku dan warga senegara senasib menyelongkar tujuh lautan tidak bertepi mencari bahtera merdeka berlayar damai lalu.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language: FR">Ikutkan hati ingin saja aku merobek-robek perut-perut petualang dan penjajah yang kegelojohan meratah-ratah harta dan pusaka aku dan warga senegara senasib. <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language: FR">“Usah kau termenung lagi,” suara garau guruku meneyentap mainan memori.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language: FR">“Kita perlu bersatu!”<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language: FR"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><br /></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language: FR"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language:FR"><o:p> </o:p></span></p><p></p></i></b></span><p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="FR"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><b><i> </i></b></span></span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="FR"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><b><i> </i></b></span></span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="FR"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><b><i> </i></b></span></span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align:justify"><span lang="FR"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><b><i> </i></b></span></span></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="FR"><o:p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'lucida grande';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><b><i> </i></b></span></span></o:p></span></p>syafiqq1991http://www.blogger.com/profile/17396171130439558157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6076482322354217316.post-24057957626447435172010-09-30T16:27:00.000-07:002010-09-30T16:33:25.422-07:00Now I May Begin Again<p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">I think, as if, it has been years not updating my blog. Maybe I was too busy or maybe I was too lazy. Guys, my exam for this sem is just around the corner, but I am not ready yet, which I think you should lend me any automatic machine guns or at least bow and arrows or otherwise I need to use the conventional way, magical dice. For the subjective questions I will leave the answers blank, at least my lecturers are happy as they don’t have to crack their heads to figure out what I write and less mundane works they will shoulder. </span></i></b></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">Anyway guys, besides being piled with assignments (IA’s, TOK, EE), SAT exam, and the gratuitous tasks, however I promise to myself to prepare for the exam. And to all my fellow comrades I wish you the best of luck. </span></i></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">And I will try all my best to upload my blog again with </span></i></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "><span class="key"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;">galvanizing</span></i></b></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> </span></i></b></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"> materials :) </span></i></b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Wingdings;"><br /></span></p>syafiqq1991http://www.blogger.com/profile/17396171130439558157noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6076482322354217316.post-45631241450968683962010-05-10T03:01:00.000-07:002010-05-10T03:08:37.178-07:00GUGURNYA KELOPAK ITU<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.freewebs.com/rush2049/Petals%20Smooth.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 540px; height: 431px;" src="http://www.freewebs.com/rush2049/Petals%20Smooth.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"><br />Tunas itu mula bercambah,<br />Sekian lama tertanam di pelosok gentian,<br />Menjalar robek sinar mentar,<br />Walau halangan datang menerpa.<br /><br />Tunas itu mula berkembang,<br />Kembangnya sekuntum mawar,<br />Bagai si puteri bangkit beradu,<br />Walau saingan menyerang tiba.<br /><span id="fullpost"><br />Si mawar mula mewangi,<br />Semerbak harum menusuk kalbu,<br />Ayuan merah kelopak menawan,<br />Lambaian hijau daunan menenang.<br /><br />Lembut tubuh bersalut duri,<br />Membangkit cemburu iri sang flora,<br />Menzahir gerun takut sang fauna,<br />Hanya si kumbang gagah tiada gentar.<br /><br />Ibu dikaulah mawar itu,<br />Yang kupujai tiap waktu,<br />Yang kurindui wajahmu,<br />Yang kukagumi ketabahanmu.<br /><br />Cekal hati mendidik daku,<br />Sabar murni melayan kerenah anakmu,<br />Tiada kedengaran sepatah keluhan,<br />Tiada kelihatan setitip kemarahan.<br /><br />Kini mawar itu kian layu,<br />Perlahan dimamah arus usia,<br />Gugur sudah si ayu kelopaknya,<br />Hilang sudah lambaian daunannya.<br /><br />Segamit memori ku kenangi,<br />Setulus kasih ku dambai,<br />Potret wajahmu ku tatapi,<br />Sebuah kehilangan yang tiada ganti.</span></span>syafiqq1991http://www.blogger.com/profile/17396171130439558157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6076482322354217316.post-53434683011025089252010-03-11T03:08:00.000-08:002010-03-12T02:59:43.036-08:00SPM 2009 RESULT<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiReBcsQb360b0E0nVKqtQm1hoJ_tVwoQbNeCg5hazkRRkbjJn3xUP7VoU0U7XSQKcbyUrvA2HepBB2myx1GmtnsspPWL8UgN0QOOOOgKE9qoSZWl9Wj1m3jwwCz4Vjz04m1gxnDL1arAY/s1600-h/IMG_5979.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 158px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiReBcsQb360b0E0nVKqtQm1hoJ_tVwoQbNeCg5hazkRRkbjJn3xUP7VoU0U7XSQKcbyUrvA2HepBB2myx1GmtnsspPWL8UgN0QOOOOgKE9qoSZWl9Wj1m3jwwCz4Vjz04m1gxnDL1arAY/s400/IMG_5979.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447335454374536258" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />CONGRATULATION to all 2009 SPM candidates as all of you did better than 2008 candidates. For those who passed with flying colours you have just embarked on new journeys and those who did not acquire as what they hoped this is not the end. ‘Tawakkal’ to Allah. This is what He decided to us. This year 8 students got all a’s +. And a special congratulation is to Fakrul Radzi who defeated Oscar winner today since all reporters were after for him. He got 8 a’s + and 3 a’s . But, find out yourself in newspaper why he was such an artist!<br /><br />And thank Yati for you camera :) .<br /><br />Although my brother in Kuantan just got 2 a’s, for me that’s good enough. As he got far more than his what he attemped. And I believe that he has potential to excel in future if he works harder since he is clever but just lazy.<br /><br />In the morning, suddenly, my instinct said that Akif got one B. I didn't know why. But which Akif? I tried to deny it but I couldn't. ' Don't think as that bad if u r a still angry with him,' I pacified myself. To forget it, I chatted with others. What can I say that's a fact. Although Qutham and Akif just got 10 a's, I am still proud of them. That's all rezeki. And Aiman Halid this is not the end ok! Your future is still bright! And Radhi, thax for the sms. :)<br /><br />From the event I learnt one important thing that I have always told people but I think I don’t really practise it. I advised my juniors to tawakkal for their results and I experienced 2 important incidents within these 2 days that really challenged my tawakkal.<br /><br />I believe that all of you know how crucial it is a handphone. Yesterday’s night, I went to i-City as people say that it is really beautiful . Yes. Undeniable. It is damp beautiful! It is like town of light. All trees are made up of lights from different vibrant colours from your left to right. When I was too absorbed by the lights, suddenly, I dropped my phone in the middle of the town after walking about an hour. The worst was I realised it after walking to car to return home. I was tremendously out of idea what should I do, and I didn’t know where should I begin to find the phone. I said to myself, ‘ Tawakkal. If the phone is meant for me, I will get it back or get a new one’. I called my phone and Alhamdulillah somebody found it and return it to me.<br /><br />The second was at my school (not KISAS ok). I took all trouble to get a camera to KISAS and to go to KISAS. Alhamdulillah, everything was perfect until I returned to school. I transferred all the pictures, and it was perfectly done! So, I deleted the pictures from my memory card permanently. As, I rechecked the folder where I transferred my pictures at KISAS my lecturer had run into class as he was late, then I realized that I deleted all the pictures in the SPM announcement ceremony. I looked at the recycle bin but it was empty! OMG!!!! I nearly dropped my tears. The great sadness engulfed me. All the pictures were gone! However, the lecturer was ready at front to teach, so I had no choice except to return to my seat. It was the first time which only my body in the class as I kept thinking what I had done when my lecturer was standing in front of me giving his lecture. I lost all the pictures which all people want it! But I said, it is ok. ‘bukan rezeki. Nak buat macam mana. Tawakkal le kala ade kat folder mane2 ade letu.’ Before leaving our class, the lecturer gave us an assignment, but , then, I quickly ran back to see my pictures. I checked it again. No pictures were in my thumbdrive. BUT! OMG! I checked the wrong file! Alhamdulillah, there pictures were safe.<br /><br />And guys, I will upload the pictures at school as soon as possible. Hv tones of works to be done. Be patient ok :P .syafiqq1991http://www.blogger.com/profile/17396171130439558157noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6076482322354217316.post-81128310125226032702010-02-07T07:55:00.000-08:002010-02-07T08:05:43.783-08:00“[U] dummy..” ?I think I don’t have to ask as everyone understands what it means. Implicitly it means you are DUMB! But, what will you feel if your friend say “ u dummy ” or in other words, ‘You are DUMB!’ after showing your stupidity in spelling a word. And the friend is him who you respect the most, he is who you don’t feel comfortable with his attitude but you defend him when people disparage his attitude (sometimes), an the worst thing is after you politely express your uneasiness him but he does seek for apology, or he even does not obliterate of what he has done? Ask yourself! Is this a friend?<br /><br />Give me space to reflect on it too.<br /><br /><br />But I still say that he is an ilk of friends. Although I do feel vehemently aggravated of his words, patience plays ‘his’ role here. If I want to disseminate his blaspheme, so that his blaspheme will degrade himself, I can do it facilely. But I have told you, patience plays ‘his’ role here. He is still my friend :P<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">(*I believe he must be be saying (now): “U dummy”. I never thought you are my friend.)</span>syafiqq1991http://www.blogger.com/profile/17396171130439558157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6076482322354217316.post-11447444078668329562010-02-02T02:33:00.001-08:002010-02-02T07:23:11.866-08:00Next Generation in KISAS<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJcphrplBOWjonb-sX0ML78V-D-qwY0GEpEi-9Rx1215s4iPS8rL8D_qJV7Gq9IWcV487z19QkinHEEFENDY5QKsQPT1SeExOTC_cgEA2DiqfGEzCoLvbOrPJQzIxErcwcX-A9d6a3Tlg/s1600-h/DSC02002.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJcphrplBOWjonb-sX0ML78V-D-qwY0GEpEi-9Rx1215s4iPS8rL8D_qJV7Gq9IWcV487z19QkinHEEFENDY5QKsQPT1SeExOTC_cgEA2DiqfGEzCoLvbOrPJQzIxErcwcX-A9d6a3Tlg/s320/DSC02002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433659851919923730" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Aaah...(sigh) Very tired as I just have returned from KISAS to enroll my sister there, and she is my next generation in KISAS. Euphoric - that was what I felt when being there. I did miss KISAS very much and I do believe that you are as well! I met G-man, Asroy, Musyid, and Farid and they are all KPs (who i felt doubtios of thier qualification.. lol). The best part was I got a chance to meet, chat, and share my epxerience with them and some of the teachers. My juniors also shared something with me. One of Khadilians said Khalidians have planed something for juniors so that they can be moulded holistically. It sounds great but I dont know what is it. It is ok as I will always visit KISAS and I can catch up the latest news there. Anyway, my sister is a Thariqian. I didn't ask help of Ustaz Zainal to list her name in Khalid as she deserves to start herlife here by her own way. Let she get her chance! Besides, brothers' of some of our 'batch' also got to study here as Farid's and Fadhil's. Others' I forgot. 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More and more and more unpredictable tasks and assignment that one has to finish up. And, of course, doing IB is not easy. In the mid of this second semester, now, I realise that I need to plan my time, so that I am always on the track. Alhamdulillah, I am nearly done my CAS (co-curriculum) as just leave approximately 30 hours for my Action as Service and Creativity have been accomplished. Next task is world literature essay which is absolutely time-consuming as I have to compare two novels which I don’t really understand what the authors want readers to understand, but on the surface the both novels contain Buddhism. Then, I have to be ready with my TOEFL in this April and SAT is waiting me in July. In the same time I am going to take car license since my mother wanna buy a new car for her. After doing the simple physics exercises I have realised that I need to put more effort in order to score for that paper as the simplest questions I still do careless mistake. And for Maths? In my list I have more than 30 questions to be discussed with my lecturer. The worst thing is I have to prepare my English oral presentation and the novel that I will pick is The Outsider by Albert Camus. What it is all about? Existentialism!: a chiefly 20th century philosophical movement embracing diverse doctrines but centering on analysis of individual existence in an unfathomable universe and the plight of the individual who must assume ultimate responsibility for acts of free will without any certain knowledge of what is right or wrong or good or bad. Creepy isn’t? Definitely.</div><div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/2f/TheStranger_BookCover3.jpg"><img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 203px; height: 285px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/2/2f/TheStranger_BookCover3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a></div><div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>And the uppermost, I have got new motto. Wanna know? Death is getting near! The Outsider does not inspire me but I was enthused by sermon at a mosque. Remember guys, clever people always remember death! :P</div><div><br /></div><div><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3279/2641303079_6255a306d0.jpg?v=0" /><br /><br /></div></div></div></div>syafiqq1991http://www.blogger.com/profile/17396171130439558157noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6076482322354217316.post-24423866922058049192010-01-22T22:54:00.000-08:002010-01-22T23:18:01.460-08:00DEEP REMORSEI confess that I fell vehemently remorseful to what I have done. But, is it wrong to rebuke my brother for this own good? Is it wrong?<br /><br />After pondering deeply, I did email him, commenting his doings, which i felt tremendously uneasy, though people might say it is nothing, yet the action did anger me. The email that I send reflected my rage which empowered me thoroughly.<br /><br />And, of course, as teens, they don't want to be scolded, berated, admonished, etc....... for what ever reasons. I think this is my fault for not understand them.<br /><br />Now, I realise that I was wrong for being too harsh, brusque, cynical, irritating, annoying, scornful, etc...... to him. I was defeated by my red alarming rage! Supposedly, I shouldn't hurt his feeling. Does it mean I am a cruel, boisterous? And am I wrong to scold him once?syafiqq1991http://www.blogger.com/profile/17396171130439558157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6076482322354217316.post-78307523359045508132010-01-06T17:50:00.000-08:002010-01-08T19:59:42.784-08:00Not Assiduous?<p align="justify"><img src="http://www.yjc.org.uk/holidays/basic_hols_hotpots/sleep.gif" />Hmmmph…. It has been few days that I am out of mood to wake up early to go to school. I really don’t know why. That’s one problem, and the other is I am no more able to stay up night until 11 pm! When the clock strikes at 10, definitely, my eyes are already heavy. I, then, sleep, hopefully that I can wake up early in the morning to study; I do wake up but 10 minutes after struggling to open my eyes to read few lines, for sure, I turn blank – falling asleep! I am not assiduous anymore! The spirit that I have start to abetting! Ooo friends! Give me support to ameliorate my enthusiasm! May be I just miss our happy days in KISAS. </p>syafiqq1991http://www.blogger.com/profile/17396171130439558157noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6076482322354217316.post-12586770119451556592009-12-14T23:32:00.000-08:002010-01-08T20:00:14.638-08:00Congrate!It is not too early or too late to express my 'congrate' to all friends and brothers who have just complemented thier SPM or nearly done it. You all have victoriously climbed up over the zenith (peak) of the journey and now on the way to climb down for harversting.<br /><br />During these holidays, I suggest using it wisely. Don't be like me, I did waiste most of my time - sleeping, eating, sleeping.... lol.. Those who can afford to take lisence, it's better now. Those who want to gain experience in working realm, why dont now. To be more optimistic, those who dream to study abroad why dont you all prepare yourselves for the english test which is compulsory. Then, you dont have to struggle too much during ur preparation years!So, prepare yourselves with firm grammar basis. What's the different between 'try doing' this and 'try to do this'? Is there any nuance (difference) ? Yes, but too little.<br /><br />The uppermost advice is don't forget to pray for your SPM result. All effort you have put and now tawakkal to Allah.<br />May Allah bless u!syafiqq1991http://www.blogger.com/profile/17396171130439558157noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6076482322354217316.post-30679890415290790452009-11-08T19:43:00.001-08:002010-01-08T20:01:03.902-08:00CAS SERVICE at KISASFirstly, I am glad to obtain a just good result for my first exam. I passed the cut point: 35 points. Alhamdulillah. It is quite an achievement for me since I had spent my times mostly for the CAS SERVICE at KISAS during my exam week when others were struggling for the exam. However, I did manage my time properly and, of course, I prayed to Allah; sth that I will never forget.<br />CAS SERVICE???<br /><br />Actually, this is as if co-curricular activity for IB students. My plan is I want to fill up my service first, so I didn’t mind to sacrifice my exam for this, besides I might not come to KISAS anymore.<br />These are the pictures…<br /><br /><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-GFcd5L0EotOeyHPL80gCiOLf627EW9wOfHYmqDTZ8shFf4WLlh7NRKn1xP-3tX5sB249lL7OG-2ThvkjeGPwCTX2COAHOuvRhEswKlAodKPIhBCCdK_Z3EsHC9pSIMjHn83RIU_cEWY/s1600-h/DSCN1626+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-GFcd5L0EotOeyHPL80gCiOLf627EW9wOfHYmqDTZ8shFf4WLlh7NRKn1xP-3tX5sB249lL7OG-2ThvkjeGPwCTX2COAHOuvRhEswKlAodKPIhBCCdK_Z3EsHC9pSIMjHn83RIU_cEWY/s400/DSCN1626+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401924435190256114" border="0" /></a></p><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAealOLyfd0wQ9krdci99ca4MysbkgtHuEW3aafGog3DxybuJSohEseJWR2XrovVCRrKOSt4HB9K6Hqu-jDOG6k3YsOnnFSrs3Hml5eV5AmF1AAs0yjjFd38C9MDOzzr2rDKWTVD1w6wk/s1600-h/DSCN1631.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 219px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAealOLyfd0wQ9krdci99ca4MysbkgtHuEW3aafGog3DxybuJSohEseJWR2XrovVCRrKOSt4HB9K6Hqu-jDOG6k3YsOnnFSrs3Hml5eV5AmF1AAs0yjjFd38C9MDOzzr2rDKWTVD1w6wk/s400/DSCN1631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401924052189855954" border="0" /></a><br />Some of the participants with faci’s<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwmiqhE12LkrW93y8eDsRpCDyQY-R_Rf7oaU414kmtbN43Lh7xCTMteZTGn8WNXknDDgkUojJLxYriwXKQjkFHAZihGQbXivanAZw8sEoYnDUOFdXl7BSWeqxo0Wp5YM3Ej5NDnx5RK8Q/s1600-h/DSCN1722.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwmiqhE12LkrW93y8eDsRpCDyQY-R_Rf7oaU414kmtbN43Lh7xCTMteZTGn8WNXknDDgkUojJLxYriwXKQjkFHAZihGQbXivanAZw8sEoYnDUOFdXl7BSWeqxo0Wp5YM3Ej5NDnx5RK8Q/s400/DSCN1722.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401920565302122546" border="0" /></a><br />Sharing is caring!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiito8IM_9Tqcew-qXgmCS3qaxYfYpXoD9C1FKRoyF4OI4531-vBywkjEXx9L3d7te8IHfExkPJfSNg4z0V2h_Z2xhoVotBIiA-GZI4__Sju7nhzYELub9kANVJ9xX0SoP4H2_yxEYl1qM/s1600-h/DSCN1723.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 344px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiito8IM_9Tqcew-qXgmCS3qaxYfYpXoD9C1FKRoyF4OI4531-vBywkjEXx9L3d7te8IHfExkPJfSNg4z0V2h_Z2xhoVotBIiA-GZI4__Sju7nhzYELub9kANVJ9xX0SoP4H2_yxEYl1qM/s400/DSCN1723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401920832101594866" border="0" /></a><br />The genius!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQmBv6lH0g8SYMLjGXzwZhWvrf69wAfAqzU4u2BA3r_RKqrg9RndgkUIRuTQ4Tyh8GVt3Lj-xfadv6YxnjdZsvUUzOWuzO_MgJD0qe1V2nnk2FJFFmbIIJFzRl4rIPPuSEVlz8IaqumzE/s1600-h/DSCN1925.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 393px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQmBv6lH0g8SYMLjGXzwZhWvrf69wAfAqzU4u2BA3r_RKqrg9RndgkUIRuTQ4Tyh8GVt3Lj-xfadv6YxnjdZsvUUzOWuzO_MgJD0qe1V2nnk2FJFFmbIIJFzRl4rIPPuSEVlz8IaqumzE/s400/DSCN1925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401921261399232642" border="0" /></a><br />My Khalidian!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgup0A3AbQynsEoeYnRxQ4go_TblIZ_S1IchoE5K4ITQO0mEtw1Ad7RwA1Ge3Yb0DDSsalwhRQvdSeZ97FrlGSm85xY-JV2AJ-6J9q9VU4g_byn0Xb_bRS6L7EcFW0oTT_EeVUrOqeiOv0/s1600-h/DSCN1694.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgup0A3AbQynsEoeYnRxQ4go_TblIZ_S1IchoE5K4ITQO0mEtw1Ad7RwA1Ge3Yb0DDSsalwhRQvdSeZ97FrlGSm85xY-JV2AJ-6J9q9VU4g_byn0Xb_bRS6L7EcFW0oTT_EeVUrOqeiOv0/s400/DSCN1694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401923044311896706" border="0" /></a><br />My ex-mentor and I! He was my mentor when I was drowning in AddMATHS!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5RV0FWYHiy8uERYWydPpytAMeS3EMAW3QRMIHY8MkS4hU9xFDwDYUuYv3FUf4i_rnW-E0w2ZhZE7jithNdM621LJ5bPD1faTBScZSWHR-DXAPylNJd80vAWVATnScgzRbHZMbIn7bOVk/s1600-h/DSCN1696.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5RV0FWYHiy8uERYWydPpytAMeS3EMAW3QRMIHY8MkS4hU9xFDwDYUuYv3FUf4i_rnW-E0w2ZhZE7jithNdM621LJ5bPD1faTBScZSWHR-DXAPylNJd80vAWVATnScgzRbHZMbIn7bOVk/s400/DSCN1696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401921649242179090" border="0" /></a><br />Forum!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0TN7fb6plhyyfdLHlvkhpDgPY9C0rdq-aadEtEG0YTNbqd8aKxWx4kVp38a-dXz3JJvZl3CDBYulWHZqXvlfnO-MeJM7lfZorzI4HvZiO_gxt7rjdgAkTNKeYCB_7JIGxGG654EgQtGs/s1600-h/DSCN1703.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0TN7fb6plhyyfdLHlvkhpDgPY9C0rdq-aadEtEG0YTNbqd8aKxWx4kVp38a-dXz3JJvZl3CDBYulWHZqXvlfnO-MeJM7lfZorzI4HvZiO_gxt7rjdgAkTNKeYCB_7JIGxGG654EgQtGs/s400/DSCN1703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401922164369361602" border="0" /></a><br />There were the panels! Azim, Che, Anas, and Aisyah.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfMO6ZNsL6EVbU-Hmc6-gedZOpy2zZbkpHwS_gedKG4YYwxfR5hmjrd9O-p9xvokevbvRtDiMs7DJFm4nYHMSLABpCSg8l0xo-6yBa72v8ii643XsWFAXXI5yNN7zU2Ojq8sqAMDntQAE/s1600-h/DSCN1682.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 337px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfMO6ZNsL6EVbU-Hmc6-gedZOpy2zZbkpHwS_gedKG4YYwxfR5hmjrd9O-p9xvokevbvRtDiMs7DJFm4nYHMSLABpCSg8l0xo-6yBa72v8ii643XsWFAXXI5yNN7zU2Ojq8sqAMDntQAE/s400/DSCN1682.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401922926443884818" border="0" /></a><br />A bit boring, so watching!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Hf6yXYmF0H8IlRM4T-EhGKE440qAYw9emou2eokFeApJHDsHr5e2m7TtOSF9mqJZIl_2kwyuTBbzNCfB2SsW_H0cJHjhaDulJAnY4jO9rO60h4TNPvDt450P3au36wT-99dv42hppp4/s1600-h/DSCN1637.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7Hf6yXYmF0H8IlRM4T-EhGKE440qAYw9emou2eokFeApJHDsHr5e2m7TtOSF9mqJZIl_2kwyuTBbzNCfB2SsW_H0cJHjhaDulJAnY4jO9rO60h4TNPvDt450P3au36wT-99dv42hppp4/s400/DSCN1637.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401923933571496754" border="0" /></a><br />Balloons to be exploded.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoIWNa9aLiAT1znI0fJzl5jfTRcQNxTWRYJD-YPDNX4pxzP7w3WkR4QfJNh3QaN3W9QmL3vF2mSRvLqcEuVexhNqiTBcuDBHPI3f442Dq8hvUVMB_uKroqEHrEikalzemaju3TCo_SH8U/s1600-h/DSCN1659.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoIWNa9aLiAT1znI0fJzl5jfTRcQNxTWRYJD-YPDNX4pxzP7w3WkR4QfJNh3QaN3W9QmL3vF2mSRvLqcEuVexhNqiTBcuDBHPI3f442Dq8hvUVMB_uKroqEHrEikalzemaju3TCo_SH8U/s400/DSCN1659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401923378263829010" border="0" /></a><br />Impatient boys with the balloons!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipilo3YXSa_3M7bE-1yFmoRDUHu2gTJaPY1UPX6RS9NIqTkGeoAiiBKc2jw5dkMuGM3_NuC52TA_XI6E3wdmohnVR4Bx9Zjvo2042jQ4YmBvwIV7-JSO4f62xwRzNkA-xYd84IBC4Fw7E/s1600-h/DSCN1663.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipilo3YXSa_3M7bE-1yFmoRDUHu2gTJaPY1UPX6RS9NIqTkGeoAiiBKc2jw5dkMuGM3_NuC52TA_XI6E3wdmohnVR4Bx9Zjvo2042jQ4YmBvwIV7-JSO4f62xwRzNkA-xYd84IBC4Fw7E/s400/DSCN1663.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401923222339144242" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Look at their behaviour! A bits childish sometime! Its ok!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd5CMBwqrsUpmdXg_ELdEr3gG6Mt95PqyQ5F-b6yuGQ1i8EW_GEKcqWbiBChGzD5O2bfX_8FjsyehxQs5wtX1lm970Y0EhPlmZAD56QV9ADNwb11KMPqZxBM7j0hJiWvaLosW-CBryTWI/s1600-h/DSCN1664.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd5CMBwqrsUpmdXg_ELdEr3gG6Mt95PqyQ5F-b6yuGQ1i8EW_GEKcqWbiBChGzD5O2bfX_8FjsyehxQs5wtX1lm970Y0EhPlmZAD56QV9ADNwb11KMPqZxBM7j0hJiWvaLosW-CBryTWI/s400/DSCN1664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401922418174209090" border="0" /></a><br />First wet boy!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz1Vhh18gyWWwDtJrwWozS_lwMfJf28SvceDUApGkH3vFdh7_rp9fticzgP21P5tujyVqHflagX3fkDDEDLsA1LC4Ds9fOX2erh7HmHQKj4kXaQsAFHLCNqwid9TLBriPhujqQjOJTcwE/s1600-h/DSCN1633.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz1Vhh18gyWWwDtJrwWozS_lwMfJf28SvceDUApGkH3vFdh7_rp9fticzgP21P5tujyVqHflagX3fkDDEDLsA1LC4Ds9fOX2erh7HmHQKj4kXaQsAFHLCNqwid9TLBriPhujqQjOJTcwE/s400/DSCN1633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401924254370386018" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRMb3Yu3tkpISW4LFuwvlPO3D1WBELdBnEj2t8-1fdUgK4xYaDDLp0uwlLroHxxwyT7i6Fa0KuvxhJ-Phld_NNMtAKdpcQ91rh92Vsggo8XAexcpRU-bpE4VyQE689iM8BRK625Ayx3Mg/s1600-h/DSCN1644.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRMb3Yu3tkpISW4LFuwvlPO3D1WBELdBnEj2t8-1fdUgK4xYaDDLp0uwlLroHxxwyT7i6Fa0KuvxhJ-Phld_NNMtAKdpcQ91rh92Vsggo8XAexcpRU-bpE4VyQE689iM8BRK625Ayx3Mg/s400/DSCN1644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401923568085220802" border="0" /></a><br />Biawak Buaya!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcy9cn-rQDc1FzXEm0MyLM9wJqKvnmvTAM_WgvoaeQvKU3R7NsFPCSfzkyfbmisvcjUXw5ffAWTExqPQU4jnGDmhLOxZh6T0Jmr-xYaqb5zQAgJteP0Ls8cFyI30k_Xo4wwmDpJKpZhr0/s1600-h/DSCN1653.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcy9cn-rQDc1FzXEm0MyLM9wJqKvnmvTAM_WgvoaeQvKU3R7NsFPCSfzkyfbmisvcjUXw5ffAWTExqPQU4jnGDmhLOxZh6T0Jmr-xYaqb5zQAgJteP0Ls8cFyI30k_Xo4wwmDpJKpZhr0/s400/DSCN1653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401923718898518562" border="0" /></a><br />Giggle louder BOY!<br /></div><br />There are more pictures in the second week but I don’t have it yet! Its ok. Meet u all in success ok! Hope can witness ur glory day next year at KISAS! SPM result announcement. And Good luck for SPM. I will always pray for you all! chill up guys!syafiqq1991http://www.blogger.com/profile/17396171130439558157noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6076482322354217316.post-27023778694452941212009-10-20T06:55:00.000-07:002010-01-08T20:01:46.094-08:00SILENT WEEK!!<a href="http://testi.iluvislam.com/"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3415/3530172633_07b272c965.jpg?v=0" border="0" /></a><br />I will sit for my first exam 2mrw. Pray for me guys!!!<br />Though I am not in my mood to sit for this one -- fighting with someone :'( <br /><br /><a href="http://testi.iluvislam.com/"><br /><b></b></a>syafiqq1991http://www.blogger.com/profile/17396171130439558157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6076482322354217316.post-14110737644647762152009-10-17T16:28:00.001-07:002010-01-08T20:02:58.329-08:00WARNING!!!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7VMJGWAIFAJrb06M948rPF3gZiLQS5BzzsO1Y3EABhL_saML5TovZRLZDXJaac7zPHRREuMGtuvlXmtCVfIWF6XqCTBR_QTXsuPZu-ogfoAx0UFsgHXPEQmbBav9nzK-Dt_oUSWkyIXo/s1600-h/Untitled-2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7VMJGWAIFAJrb06M948rPF3gZiLQS5BzzsO1Y3EABhL_saML5TovZRLZDXJaac7zPHRREuMGtuvlXmtCVfIWF6XqCTBR_QTXsuPZu-ogfoAx0UFsgHXPEQmbBav9nzK-Dt_oUSWkyIXo/s400/Untitled-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393714979555722290" border="0" /></a><br />I give up!!!!<br /></div>syafiqq1991http://www.blogger.com/profile/17396171130439558157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6076482322354217316.post-40178261546501190762009-10-16T20:04:00.000-07:002010-01-08T20:02:35.021-08:00These 3 weeks?Not sure to declare them as the most exhilarating weeks or they are not since the IB life seems are dragging me into a fantasy realm. Why? Every week is the exciting weeks: an exception next week (exam week!)<br /><br />Since Raya atmosphere was still blanketing us, especially Pratik, though an Indian, we did a small celebration in the class. All of us were forced by each other to wear full Raya costume, and so we did. Then, in the the same week we had birthday party for all those who were born in Sept, including our lecturers.<br /><br />Then, Petronas students decided to organize Raya open house and it was greatly successful. Thnx Azlan, Izzu, and Sheril. We all own u much. Rendang cooked by Sheril and, of course, with her mum is fabulous. Nearly all IB students came and some of the lecturers and an Petronas officer as well..<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp3pqRRuYsT5zHMZIlhxY5sgo7umjcRVePaYjZkJTbablw4nBU759TZ5CE9Do5fpaX4N_EKWuc1TCsdfPIpgXKoECpbHJyCR0awgYj5Z_RKVHNBtqPtxjkZFwQxXQv-_5-fqzN4K0w2_A/s1600-h/Untitled-1+copy.bmp"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 218px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgp3pqRRuYsT5zHMZIlhxY5sgo7umjcRVePaYjZkJTbablw4nBU759TZ5CE9Do5fpaX4N_EKWuc1TCsdfPIpgXKoECpbHJyCR0awgYj5Z_RKVHNBtqPtxjkZFwQxXQv-_5-fqzN4K0w2_A/s400/Untitled-1+copy.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393401085030204354" border="0" /></a><br />With Petronas officer.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvN-GpL7MV933jb-s8SNa7JGFpjRl8Le97BJcjc3Z2EO4im57GFxnP7aA6PE2b1_FaJJbNr-h_zVPp-TjW_NGyACjCDj53X5-mr12xXJAnZbtRjr3EXKrYn6Drto2D0mjEFh2ae3Xu-2Y/s1600-h/7029_152647448954_738738954_2534536_3498778_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvN-GpL7MV933jb-s8SNa7JGFpjRl8Le97BJcjc3Z2EO4im57GFxnP7aA6PE2b1_FaJJbNr-h_zVPp-TjW_NGyACjCDj53X5-mr12xXJAnZbtRjr3EXKrYn6Drto2D0mjEFh2ae3Xu-2Y/s400/7029_152647448954_738738954_2534536_3498778_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393399702480492162" border="0" /></a><br />Sit like an INDIAN Pratik!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTz2Z3DIOTkIhk2L-ZliPbDfTr4cNLFGDCYhDeUj3y-o9-WTVkVoqbZ6tMP4_AxBryhWA-4ybX-Vq_oJQd3sTiSA9XVpqme6DFTPD4II-cwzuOhXxTDyrKVDFUm6707nb3zrgmZyn_2ZM/s1600-h/7029_152657103954_738738954_2534611_4610233_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTz2Z3DIOTkIhk2L-ZliPbDfTr4cNLFGDCYhDeUj3y-o9-WTVkVoqbZ6tMP4_AxBryhWA-4ybX-Vq_oJQd3sTiSA9XVpqme6DFTPD4II-cwzuOhXxTDyrKVDFUm6707nb3zrgmZyn_2ZM/s400/7029_152657103954_738738954_2534611_4610233_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393399986584528386" border="0" /></a><br />Tall HUNKS!<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNHku7MmuS32FJI9SQ0vRUwG9tnHkxH4EZiALpwZu7-diIiyz8g-oJQkAFjSAC35UMSipSFvMx3_nBcwt9L_S5pvp5mmrFyQv6W7V3nUFhKCr5NDROeIH4BwgIHI9d5wKQa98h2V2wDBA/s1600-h/7029_152657208954_738738954_2534628_4433807_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNHku7MmuS32FJI9SQ0vRUwG9tnHkxH4EZiALpwZu7-diIiyz8g-oJQkAFjSAC35UMSipSFvMx3_nBcwt9L_S5pvp5mmrFyQv6W7V3nUFhKCr5NDROeIH4BwgIHI9d5wKQa98h2V2wDBA/s400/7029_152657208954_738738954_2534628_4433807_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393400094035176018" border="0" /></a><br />The three friends.<br /><br /></div>Raya spirit was still on its peak in the following week, so, Fatin did also plan a raya celebration in her huge bungalow. All joined it and we all met her family who welcomed us warmly. I would never forget it!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBxJowkWZc7RIEF5EFhVziwsg-DwLq66H8tgXAny3qJjcJzKURs8wU7p8khg5bZxhNykIbQ5Aj9-Y1r0-0tNQBjG9XHyxZVh7u70wLk-hzDzDzt4-qHkLZA8Hp5IFBms0JumY_Ay9Ks08/s1600-h/7029_154032708954_738738954_2544673_7940751_n+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBxJowkWZc7RIEF5EFhVziwsg-DwLq66H8tgXAny3qJjcJzKURs8wU7p8khg5bZxhNykIbQ5Aj9-Y1r0-0tNQBjG9XHyxZVh7u70wLk-hzDzDzt4-qHkLZA8Hp5IFBms0JumY_Ay9Ks08/s400/7029_154032708954_738738954_2544673_7940751_n+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393400216740221154" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">(Dans Jardin de Fatin)<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqolXNjvOmX_q9a3aKOM46FoYNd4VYghBk-RASGTQgDN51l3OifNYtZfvlTgJWejW2FG8AFn8geaZ22YLfrsUgjYS8ktg-hudYanR6mkVxpI66sAr8whUMDeComgKjafBbqnYCd4c3mLE/s1600-h/7029_154032713954_738738954_2544674_2642392_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqolXNjvOmX_q9a3aKOM46FoYNd4VYghBk-RASGTQgDN51l3OifNYtZfvlTgJWejW2FG8AFn8geaZ22YLfrsUgjYS8ktg-hudYanR6mkVxpI66sAr8whUMDeComgKjafBbqnYCd4c3mLE/s400/7029_154032713954_738738954_2544674_2642392_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393400308087063938" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">On the stairs!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJESiXJCKQOfxc4ROdMCBxpIz5JOueWSZqEi3uahQGadpz0NdDIgmsSKq7CwmK7nfulNKDPXxmFkk9yi8VRdOJN_W_YBeiiqeUjfwhGr4nM-3jKjfGVTebfiuPbUo_S_WERLXwI2aEX0Q/s1600-h/7029_154032738954_738738954_2544678_3467685_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJESiXJCKQOfxc4ROdMCBxpIz5JOueWSZqEi3uahQGadpz0NdDIgmsSKq7CwmK7nfulNKDPXxmFkk9yi8VRdOJN_W_YBeiiqeUjfwhGr4nM-3jKjfGVTebfiuPbUo_S_WERLXwI2aEX0Q/s400/7029_154032738954_738738954_2544678_3467685_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393400583476413762" border="0" /></a><br />(Dans la chambre de Fatin)<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnzUIAskGFLlt7772yBGK5W7NrsBP8CDwHmVuE_qGnCuEa29_ltj2Ny87mV8tmOaFHuemetFVVJbxQ-zsgz_CgkCDtgKTCXoSqRyxa-BBGxLBYvREfwb2rU9RKpsaH7QtI29pH4d61hP8/s1600-h/7029_154043263954_738738954_2544937_1941981_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 325px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnzUIAskGFLlt7772yBGK5W7NrsBP8CDwHmVuE_qGnCuEa29_ltj2Ny87mV8tmOaFHuemetFVVJbxQ-zsgz_CgkCDtgKTCXoSqRyxa-BBGxLBYvREfwb2rU9RKpsaH7QtI29pH4d61hP8/s400/7029_154043263954_738738954_2544937_1941981_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393400960507399682" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">In the living room before leaving.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-3C5dMKflvgjUEab1xza228kxn9Nk_l0I1g0nDhHpfWja0veiWbtKl4wQNR3JP6BEk4NyNC2yFo2tFvukfx4oBE6C-xcykTFtnBWYjbkS7Qh85aLX_XplIfny4Fcw3NWuS3rxJuNnD1Y/s1600-h/9716_151553943369_702293369_2716714_6846835_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-3C5dMKflvgjUEab1xza228kxn9Nk_l0I1g0nDhHpfWja0veiWbtKl4wQNR3JP6BEk4NyNC2yFo2tFvukfx4oBE6C-xcykTFtnBWYjbkS7Qh85aLX_XplIfny4Fcw3NWuS3rxJuNnD1Y/s400/9716_151553943369_702293369_2716714_6846835_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393401189250327074" border="0" /></a><br />Say peace!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrD_dhyphenhyphentrREDfHsAcl-nRED6oW6t1l0c7xuSYNCJocAY9nV5ULwKKm8jerOSKqWOp7e7AgQ_Vb8XJfoghG5w_pyf394NB564DVuVgNwSljWlod2kf5aOeJ_CqLkitXJERKu7u3zi5M8nU/s1600-h/7029_154032868954_738738954_2544695_8254871_n+copy.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrD_dhyphenhyphentrREDfHsAcl-nRED6oW6t1l0c7xuSYNCJocAY9nV5ULwKKm8jerOSKqWOp7e7AgQ_Vb8XJfoghG5w_pyf394NB564DVuVgNwSljWlod2kf5aOeJ_CqLkitXJERKu7u3zi5M8nU/s400/7029_154032868954_738738954_2544695_8254871_n+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393400868817557314" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Just really,really before reading!<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br />And this week, Physics student did an experiment. We had to design a mechanism to reduce impact time for a falling egg so that it would not break. Sorry, got not picture for this one, yet. I will upload it soon. My design was adversely terrible. I failed both trials! ******! It’s ok. Try again later man!<br /><br />And another was our class photo session. It was a bit chaos as most of us was too excited, thinking of their tempting post!! But not really!! Once again, Azlan and Izzudin did a fantastic job! Très bien!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHRvMxoyPywcGxeeOuf_FkNNGMi6XbNmGV0mBiU-NcWNL80LmMANhO_Z4LAesE4v_Ac44XgM-z4h7PdWUXE9MyseWkqGa1yRAIpS1MphBc8Ijq-AC96V-THyK7RU2S04jr3NZnbENvQwI/s1600-h/IB+june+09.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 363px; height: 330px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHRvMxoyPywcGxeeOuf_FkNNGMi6XbNmGV0mBiU-NcWNL80LmMANhO_Z4LAesE4v_Ac44XgM-z4h7PdWUXE9MyseWkqGa1yRAIpS1MphBc8Ijq-AC96V-THyK7RU2S04jr3NZnbENvQwI/s400/IB+june+09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393406074862651826" border="0" /></a><br />IB JUNE 09 Sri KDU School<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs3n1hEmyR-ZvTeARO69qWTN00HDmDS3XdHJSUClfSOnXO5f8lHyFECXLyhNapY_fRqYZ4n903s8KF0j7ScIXqEorvnGCPnCqGv4fyIi8ke8HknsBy2UJeCejBJm-HqIm-UHlgJDKmo_c/s1600-h/IB+June+09+Sri+KDU+school.jpg"><br /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIx1599jy4riqiImYu39fRjGV2AoPLvs-w_6itT3RA9pkrnRv3Z8eHQCSZ5LRJESNdowAXsg9ZrIxcvTWzn0HRUGbshdYR3eDqc1QO4VDXq8TSrZQz-WhiUYfKflv5_rMcEHbTkgBiqaA/s1600-h/7322_157244843954_738738954_2572559_1361461_n.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 402px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIx1599jy4riqiImYu39fRjGV2AoPLvs-w_6itT3RA9pkrnRv3Z8eHQCSZ5LRJESNdowAXsg9ZrIxcvTWzn0HRUGbshdYR3eDqc1QO4VDXq8TSrZQz-WhiUYfKflv5_rMcEHbTkgBiqaA/s400/7322_157244843954_738738954_2572559_1361461_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393401323653832914" border="0" /></a><br />My classmate!<br /></div><br />And of course, swimming training makes me feel very wearisome. I may escape next week class since exam is coming. Pray the best for me friends!syafiqq1991http://www.blogger.com/profile/17396171130439558157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6076482322354217316.post-82919113329563193502009-10-11T06:25:00.000-07:002010-01-08T20:03:05.323-08:00Bintang<div style="text-align: center;"><img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in;" alt="http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/image/0810/ngc6357a_hst_big.jpg" src="http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/image/0810/ngc6357a_hst_big.jpg" width="327" height="528" /><br /></div><br />Sekali lagi aku sendiri berdiri<br />ditepian pantai berteman bayu laut<br />setelah berkali-kali menanti<br />kau : bintang pagar hati bertaut.<br /><br />Tertawar kawah lara rindu<br />kau menyubur senyum ceria<br />merungkai segala pedih buntu<br />dalam singgahan pelita gembira.<br /><br />Munculmu tiada tentu. Hari ini<br />kau di sisi. Esok tiada janji<br />dan tulat terseksa menanti<br />dalam kelemasan gelora rindu membadai hati<br />dalam perangkap ilusi memori lalu. Tapi<br />setiaku tegap berdiri –<br />walau jatuh bagai mati,<br />aku masih pasti<br />menanti, menanti, dan terus menanti<br />kerana kau bintang yang dicari<br />di balik rembunan bintang bersinar suci.syafiqq1991http://www.blogger.com/profile/17396171130439558157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6076482322354217316.post-78456477753531507272009-09-28T05:39:00.000-07:002010-01-08T20:03:33.655-08:00Nasyid – KISAS – Rintihan Kalbu<img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNTQxNDI4NzkyOTUmcHQ9MTI1NDE*Mjg5MzQ3MyZwPTE4MDMxJmQ9Jmc9MSZvPTY1NThkODAxM2NkMzQ4MzRhZTU5MmRlYWI5MWRjNzQ4.gif" width="0" border="0" height="0" /><div style="text-align: center;"><center><p style="visibility: visible;"><object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mixpod.swf" style="width: 410px; height: 311px;" width="410" height="311"><param name="movie" value="http://assets.myflashfetish.com/swf/mp3/mixpod.swf"><param name="quality" value="high"><param name="scale" value="noscale"><param name="salign" value="TL"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><param name="flashvars" value="myid=30730687&path=2009/09/28&mycolor=222222&mycolor2=77ADD1&mycolor3=FFFFFF&autoplay=true&rand=0&f=4&vol=100&pat=0&grad=false&ow=410&oh=311"></object><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Create a </span></p></center><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img style="cursor: -moz-zoom-in; width: 286px; height: 214px;" alt="http://www.kisas53rd.net/53/images/photoalbum/album_1/kisas.jpg" src="http://www.kisas53rd.net/53/images/photoalbum/album_1/kisas.jpg" /><br />(Pic is just for a deco)<br /></div><br />I was nearly half-dead when downloading Nasyid a few days before Raya, then, suddenly, I spotted a list of nasyid, which the group’s name is KISAS. I wondered, KISAS? My school? Can’t be!<br />Today, early in the morning, while I was waiting for the van to pick me up to school, I was listening one of the song, Rintihan Kalbu. The voice of the vocalist is tremendously great. I started to understand the lyrics. The more I listen, the more my instant saying that it was written by our senior. That is just my thought. However, I strongly believe that this song is directed to KISASIANS since the choice of words and the message are truly like KISAS’s VOCAB!<br />Here is the lyric. I just have written it. Clik play to listen it! It’s a pleasure, if you all could listen to it. :P<br />Hope message of the writer comes across your mind!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Hari ini<br />Tiada senda dalam bicara<br />Deru air mata merupakan segalanya<br />Sang hati bicara sendiri<br />Bangunkan ummah<br />Bina generasi<br />Di bumi yg bertuah ini<br />Diriku mula mengenali<br />Matlamat hidup sebagai abdi<br />Kepada allah, allahhurabbi<br /><br />Diriku kini sebebas unggas<br />Terbang riang di angkasa raya<br />Menyanyi merdu irama kalbu<br />Indahnya, indahnya, oh indahnya<br /><br />Wahai generasi dengarlah pesanan ini<br />Bumi ini bumi bertuah<br />Suburnya sesubur tanaman di lembah<br />Melahirkan insan berjiwa tabah<br />Kutiplah mutiara, mutiara indah<br />Untuk bekalan diri berpindah<br />Sebelum jejak kaki melangkah<br />Sebelum pnyelasan membawa padah<br /><br />Sahabat seperjuangan<br />Usah digentar musuh dihadapan<br />Pandanglah di depan<br />Balasan Tuhan<br />Syurga firdaus menanti kalian<br />Terusakan oh teruskan<br />Perjuangan menegak kebenaran<br />Di dalam kebungkangan akhir zaman<br />Selagi hayat di kandung badan<br />Wahai teman seperjuangan<br />Dengarlah harapan ku ini<br />Pohon untukku dalam doamu<br />Diriku pejuang islam yang satu<br /><br /><br /><br /></div>syafiqq1991http://www.blogger.com/profile/17396171130439558157noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6076482322354217316.post-58282196341993455812009-09-25T01:10:00.000-07:002010-01-08T20:03:56.533-08:00After a long time…........At last, it seems, nearly months, I didn’t update my blog, until some of my comrades had asked me, and so now, here I am, updating my blog. First of all, I wanna wish.<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://photobucket.com/images/selamat%20hari%20raya" target="_blank"><img style="width: 509px; height: 226px;" src="http://i914.photobucket.com/albums/ac347/yanayusof/kadrayacopy.jpg" alt="selamat hari raya Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /></a><br /></div>(these are the words that I will never translate in my heart.. lol)<br />though it is a bit late since today is not the first Raya. Yet, I bet, it is not a matter for you guys. Aren’t you?<br /><br />I didn’t update my blogs for some reasons (stop giving pretext!!! :P):<br />1. I got test.<br />2. I got a physics project.<br />3. I joined a 2-days camping.<br />4. My laptop was nearly full-damaged (the mother box got heart attack!).<br />5. Then, I got test a gain.<br />6. No more excuse! (:P)<br /><br />And, the coming exam is waiting for me. I felt really shameful as my last 2 results (test) are not good enough. The first grade in the first test is 30 and I think my second test is a bit worse, 28, may be. But if I get 28, I am still proud as I did not study.. hehehe.. Just have to be prepared all the times. But now I will change my study style for the sake of Allah. Oh yeah! About exam, for those who are going to seat for SPM and PMR, please be ready for these exams and I will always praying for your success.<br />KISASIANS! Grab the first place!!!!<br />Anyway, here are some of the sweet memories in the first Hari Raya…<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipYEwBlrIwBXYlXjfnhn8Puc-AAh8U0nFs68mSUVhS-0zQ4o0ncw9QTNXnOOhrYgeOCZZdHmy__QcGcE5yBkTO5xJ0pbax6uUy8PC6rPXk3pl0kpnaaTSJVfRiHPIMV9AVxn2sch1OY0E/s1600-h/IMG_0096.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipYEwBlrIwBXYlXjfnhn8Puc-AAh8U0nFs68mSUVhS-0zQ4o0ncw9QTNXnOOhrYgeOCZZdHmy__QcGcE5yBkTO5xJ0pbax6uUy8PC6rPXk3pl0kpnaaTSJVfRiHPIMV9AVxn2sch1OY0E/s400/IMG_0096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385316077177192066" border="0" /></a><br />My family pic (but my big bro is not here.. still ZZZZZ)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnc1Jqn9iNXGole1FsY7fCoDSNV_IOhKhgvkHDOGsqIyBDtm6SkWSwmG3iwf8HAsjrN5smWzu8K4GPjxRda0rBtXA9QibW_3OMFUgpZ-J-UKG2_hxnS_1UAsLi1wTVYK5cardU5GLKnxI/s1600-h/IMG_0079.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnc1Jqn9iNXGole1FsY7fCoDSNV_IOhKhgvkHDOGsqIyBDtm6SkWSwmG3iwf8HAsjrN5smWzu8K4GPjxRda0rBtXA9QibW_3OMFUgpZ-J-UKG2_hxnS_1UAsLi1wTVYK5cardU5GLKnxI/s400/IMG_0079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385316346904429250" border="0" /></a><br />My cousins.......... Sweet....<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfO6-pu-d2f8mYGA3Cq9PcVYWPbHwIMA-RQEB2J2KkqUjkeCOzg7Ng0C76jdSbLIdMtXLk9D9q13tL45nZaIbXt09Tip8RoaPEOwRXiFQn-OB8zlfeFG3eDd-zpy6fO_2HjSYlBm3HXhs/s1600-h/IMG_0116.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfO6-pu-d2f8mYGA3Cq9PcVYWPbHwIMA-RQEB2J2KkqUjkeCOzg7Ng0C76jdSbLIdMtXLk9D9q13tL45nZaIbXt09Tip8RoaPEOwRXiFQn-OB8zlfeFG3eDd-zpy6fO_2HjSYlBm3HXhs/s400/IMG_0116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385316709995435826" border="0" /></a><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;">my little sister...</span><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifJgKGn1LvePRTxvTf8mjRmwr75onqJdsVAiRX04y_0b8uuKsiT4n4a_txlgWH0-WQAnLjYMyKG6QORVAUr8IvmZHFimbqEq5-uuSkxKGXjiNA1uaZR0kDkcelqZoLADfb3_Wz_8LKmfw/s1600-h/IMG_0101.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifJgKGn1LvePRTxvTf8mjRmwr75onqJdsVAiRX04y_0b8uuKsiT4n4a_txlgWH0-WQAnLjYMyKG6QORVAUr8IvmZHFimbqEq5-uuSkxKGXjiNA1uaZR0kDkcelqZoLADfb3_Wz_8LKmfw/s400/IMG_0101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385316797415117026" border="0" /></a><br />My little bro....<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_meTDOOMT2psgYR3LljBFCZoLo32FNUN1hWLebkI2wM9CzHMPM_9Nh9ah_fGR-wqcP2bC7hd5JEI9xSH9xzxhmiWext8DDef2rHQ9INQvVHPWjFgGSvMbvTefifj-tR5vt9vR_bly9ug/s1600-h/IMG_0162.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_meTDOOMT2psgYR3LljBFCZoLo32FNUN1hWLebkI2wM9CzHMPM_9Nh9ah_fGR-wqcP2bC7hd5JEI9xSH9xzxhmiWext8DDef2rHQ9INQvVHPWjFgGSvMbvTefifj-tR5vt9vR_bly9ug/s400/IMG_0162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385316636717983234" border="0" /></a><br />my big bro...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGewZCwOHlNYdFrOcC5o2OXOZqan-YGRjatm5fEs7mpP-wC5z-bV8cQU8yXn4f8vzZdVyVHNDgk8WBp7WqnV_dfwT68_HRjO8iU8AdTIX_KrdY0Sv4_QHitw2jDtaqUGQJ1v8TI_fzrZU/s1600-h/IMG_0107.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGewZCwOHlNYdFrOcC5o2OXOZqan-YGRjatm5fEs7mpP-wC5z-bV8cQU8yXn4f8vzZdVyVHNDgk8WBp7WqnV_dfwT68_HRjO8iU8AdTIX_KrdY0Sv4_QHitw2jDtaqUGQJ1v8TI_fzrZU/s400/IMG_0107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385316895424648386" border="0" /></a><br />my cousin family...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizXkJZAzu92A3Rh6jhX5_TkYaGLWqh4HGMf4Y2H4Bb7TJ_NKJ9ZGvKFNhNch0Kmfbgx1yKCo3c3YdnlQAmBISRokoSfUNXJ-Zu8WyNeWrL7nVWTu5XY5TXVdA-NLtuMcj7ouMpYXqUjZI/s1600-h/IMG_0157.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizXkJZAzu92A3Rh6jhX5_TkYaGLWqh4HGMf4Y2H4Bb7TJ_NKJ9ZGvKFNhNch0Kmfbgx1yKCo3c3YdnlQAmBISRokoSfUNXJ-Zu8WyNeWrL7nVWTu5XY5TXVdA-NLtuMcj7ouMpYXqUjZI/s400/IMG_0157.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385316555930152610" border="0" /></a><br />My relatives come to visit my grandmum's house...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_FjnIMOsYBYnXA-D8_J86hJYsbC920pPJ1gUYPMTMbwersvTR5nHgKl2h7hfdjQKr4t57iZmKnPli0KUFZJ8EaYkjstJtq-qhqVBeS8vYNuhIAz8XC8xrXKcAV7JPJ8HAsbN6eE58-Gw/s1600-h/IMG_0152.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_FjnIMOsYBYnXA-D8_J86hJYsbC920pPJ1gUYPMTMbwersvTR5nHgKl2h7hfdjQKr4t57iZmKnPli0KUFZJ8EaYkjstJtq-qhqVBeS8vYNuhIAz8XC8xrXKcAV7JPJ8HAsbN6eE58-Gw/s400/IMG_0152.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385316467894770082" border="0" /></a><br />My relatives come to visit my grandmum's house....<br /></div>syafiqq1991http://www.blogger.com/profile/17396171130439558157noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6076482322354217316.post-77110737939894110192009-09-11T16:30:00.000-07:002009-09-11T16:43:36.526-07:00Wahai Adikku<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCON43fAtCVpWDpn2i_boNMtfhcgwC97fmZ_kSltbRfxiyEPnQ7MsgOjUiaHM2Ja0hczS3QXoFGIdDXdxKilnebCopUfYo4Nw6FViu-QVrkqtjdh1ahPZxnc8Y9QpN_K0jn_CGYJiOqS4/s1600-h/375210847_aec7b95ac6.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCON43fAtCVpWDpn2i_boNMtfhcgwC97fmZ_kSltbRfxiyEPnQ7MsgOjUiaHM2Ja0hczS3QXoFGIdDXdxKilnebCopUfYo4Nw6FViu-QVrkqtjdh1ahPZxnc8Y9QpN_K0jn_CGYJiOqS4/s400/375210847_aec7b95ac6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380359583785560194" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Wahai Adikku:<br />Mekar bunga-bunga penghujung di taman terakhir<br />berpagar robekan hijau di bawah nur utuh<br />tetapi tetap indah.<br /><br />Dulunya lima sekawan merpati<br />riang bermandi-manda di penjuru keempat<br />tawa, suka, dan duka mereka<br />adalah benang sakti<br />persabahatan terikat<br />sehidup semati ikrar di hati.<br /><br />Mekar-mekar bunga berkuncup jua,<br />hijau-hijau pucuk layu jua,<br />Seakrab manapun merpati<br />walau hidup bagai sehati<br />perselisihan datang meniti.<br />Yang itu dibiar pergi.<br />Yang itu enggan dirai.<br />Yang itu tidak dinanti.<br />Hanya dek sumbang menari<br />berentak melodi musuh insani.<br />Teguran pun terus terdiri<br />namun termakan hati.<br /><br />Wahai Adikku: jangan dibiar merpati pergi!<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;">Nukilan: Afandi (c)<br /></div>syafiqq1991http://www.blogger.com/profile/17396171130439558157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6076482322354217316.post-83416616425551777372009-07-19T21:29:00.000-07:002010-01-08T20:05:29.910-08:00Week of Events…<div>A lot of things I had experienced last week. Losing a friend is one of them which I had never expected before. Moreover, I am not ready yet to face it. </div><div><br /></div><div>My roommate, Weh Kiat, had left me since he is avid with his medic. So, he turned his way around, continuing his A-level. You know, he is more than a friend for me. First, I knew that he was the first person who greeted in me in Petronas interview. His blue shirt is still vivid in my mind. Then we met here. He was really forthcoming. We were very close. His leaving, gave a big impact to me. In this school, he was my reference. He lent his hand a lot as what others roommate does. I miss him terrible as I never put a barrier in making friend! No matter what is your skin colour?! No matter what is your race?! No matter what is your religion?! Friend is still a friend.. </div><div><br /></div><div>Then, I met Bro Anis, my senior. I walked out of my class suddenly i spotted a crowd and i saw sombody who was familiar but I couldnt remember. Out of a sudden, his name flew over my head. I called him. He picked up his phone. So that's really Bro Anis.LOL. He was really different in picture. He was smart and handsome as if a new teacher. His purpose that day was to check for his IB points. Bro, I will pray for you success. You can do it!!!!</div><div><br /></div><div>The next event was camping. 3 days 2 nights I had spent with all IB students and a few teachers in Gopeng. The activities here were too very exciting and adventurous. Expect the unexpected!!! We build a mud house in the first day. The best part of it was throwing mud to people. Miss Harjit, you were lucky for not really being our victim. LOL. In the great exhaustion, though we rested for few hours, we went up to the pick of a hill (not climbing) to a river. For what? For whitewater rafting!! It was incredibly awesome. The members of group of mine were Mr. Sure (bio teacher), Azlan, Ellin, and Hanna (Montana. LOL). Two of us drawn. It was OK since the place is safe enough to drown. LOL.</div><div><br /></div><div>In the first night, I don’t know why, I dreamt about my best friend, Ahmad Afdhal Firti. We were happy got a chance to meet again after for a long time. But he was nearly dead in big flood. Alhamdulillah, he was safe. </div><div><br /></div><div>A lot of things events I had experienced last week but I have to be ready for my test tomorrow. So, that’s all friends. Peace be upon u.</div><div><br /></div>syafiqq1991http://www.blogger.com/profile/17396171130439558157noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6076482322354217316.post-27193781237763838362009-07-10T16:02:00.000-07:002010-01-08T20:05:40.271-08:00Tangis<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://photobucket.com/images/moon" target="_blank"><img src="http://i154.photobucket.com/albums/s276/saseecandy/moon.jpg" alt="moon Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ruku’ku undang murka</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sujudku cetus amarah</div><div style="text-align: center;">Walhal hatiku ingin suka</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dari Tuhan Maha Pemurah,</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Lenguh sendi berlayar</div><div style="text-align: center;">Membelah gelora maksiat</div><div style="text-align: center;">Aku sujud mencari-Mu</div><div style="text-align: center;">Teraba-raba cahaya dalam gelap</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tapi dalam sujud</div><div style="text-align: center;">Aku tetap terus sesat.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Wahai kekasih</div><div style="text-align: center;">Aku jejaki laluanmu</div><div style="text-align: center;">Kau daki tebing curang dengan satu langkah</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tapi aku rebah</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Dalam kesesatan sujudku</div><div style="text-align: center;">Adakah kita akan bertemu?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>syafiqq1991http://www.blogger.com/profile/17396171130439558157noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6076482322354217316.post-45094990201478130872009-07-05T01:27:00.000-07:002010-01-08T20:07:50.295-08:00My Life History Comes Alive Again<a href="http://photobucket.com/images/cry" target="_blank"><img src="http://i369.photobucket.com/albums/oo137/SuperLag89/A.jpg" alt="Cry Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /></a><br />I have no choice. This is the reality that I have to face! Once again the past history is renewed and it revolves around me and definitely beyond of my hands. Honestly, from deep of my heart, by chance if I have it, I wanna escape from this fate.<br /><br />Everything has started when I was in KISAS. The true spirit of belief and faith has lighted up my path, guiding me to where I am supposed to be. Alhamdulillah! I am glad of that! However it is, I was nearly half forgotten of my past, I mean my best friend, A*****. I received something which had opened my heart but I just stored the knowledge without ‘lending my hand’ to him. He is drowning in his so-called real world. I have regretted it! Spontaneously, ‘IF’ pops up in my mind. If I…. If I…. ……………..<br /><br />Ooo Allah, today the past black chapter of my life is renewed and revolving around me. I am relooking for an escape because I am not a hero who is really intrepid (brave). It’s supposed not to be a pretext (excuse) for me. I am not flying with Peter Pan in the Dream Land but I am standing as a man, confronting the reality.<br /><br />I am standing at such a crucial junction. I have to make up my mind accurately. I have to choose between two things either myself or my new acquaintances. But why should I prioritize them??? But it’s more than that actually. Friends, we have the pearls that they don’t have. We have to share the pearls with them. It is the matter of ours with Allahsyafiqq1991http://www.blogger.com/profile/17396171130439558157noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6076482322354217316.post-55958321972768748362009-06-27T17:49:00.000-07:002010-01-08T20:17:41.546-08:00A Week in Sri KDU<div>Different place has different ways of life. Here in Sri KDU is, of course, extremely different from KISAS. However, I am proud of my roommates who have heart of KISASIANS. Don’t be surprised! Though I was!</div><div><br /></div><div>Let I spin a yarn about my first day in this fabulous school. In the first day, IB coordinator, Mr. Shawn, a British got into our class and introduced us to some of the teachers to us. Then, we were entertained by our seniors who are too excited and friendly in the orientation sessions which took less than two hours since all of us are just 19. They had prepared an experiment to welcoming us but it was cancelled due to certain technical problems. After the first recess, we headed into our class, IB 3, to begin our lessons. All the teachers in the day introduced us to our new friends; I meant the books that we have to use as our reference. Since all the books are more than 500 pages each, all of them used chairs to bring all those to our class. The class that was the most interesting one was our first French class by Mr. Oliver. Once you sit in the class you will never wanna leave it! Believe me! Mr. Oliver’s smile is a magic!</div><div><br /></div><div>In the following days we continue our lessons according to our schedule. As early as 7.30 am we have arrived to school and return to our apartment in fatigue at 3.40 pm. The other class that was cool was the CAS class. We were divided into a few tiny groups and given a task for 30 minutes and we did run all over the big school to accomplish the task. And next month we will have a camping somewhere in Gopeng and it sounds really adventurous with the well planned activities and of course our seniors will be shocked to our plan in repaying with what they have been planning to us.</div><div><br /></div><div>What can I say, studying in Sri KDU and in KISAS seem the same, really tiring. I have to prepare notes before getting into classes so I have no time to be here as frequently as I was before. But keep in touch ok!</div><div><br /></div>syafiqq1991http://www.blogger.com/profile/17396171130439558157noreply@blogger.com6