Dedication

Ke Mana Hilangnya Bendang Kita

2010-10-21T16:40:00.000-07:00

Ke Mana Hilangnya Bendang Kita

Bonda,

aku rindukan kampung kita yang dulu

aku rindukan bendang kita ketika padi mula

menguning bagaikan lautan emas brombak

ketika dipuput bayu

aku rindukan suara burung pipit yang berebut

menjamah padi ketika mula masak

aku rindukan lincahnya puyu berenang di celah-celah

rumpun padi yang mula membesar

aku rindukan anak sungai yang mengalir jernih

dia dalamnya sarat dengan sembilang, sepat, haruan

yang sentiasa menanti memmakan umpan pancing kita

dan yang paling aku rindukan bonda

menjamah beras baru yang dulu kita raikan sekeluarga

dengan berlaukkan daging ayam kampung yang lazat.

Bonda,

kini bendang kita dihuni mensiang yang meninggi

senduduk semakin banyak tumbuh meliar

anak sungai diganti dengan sungai batu

yang terkadang airnya laju dan terkadang lesu

burung pipit merajuk membawa diri entah ke mana

dan sawah kita mungkinkah dihuni oleh si batik ular sawa.

Bonda,

akan pulihkah bendang kita kembali?

atau akan hilang dan tidak berganti?

Hanis N.S

Dewan Sastera, Julai, 2002.

Sajak ‘Ke Mana Hilangnya Bendang Kita’ hasil karya Hanis N.S yang dipetik dari Dewan Saster, 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.

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.

‘ aku rindukan bendang kita ketika padi

mula menguning bagaikan lautan emas berombak

ketika dipuput bayu

aku rindukan suara burung pipit …’ [baris 3-6]

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.

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.

‘ aku rindukan bendang kita ketika padi

mula menguning bagaikan lautan emas berombak’ [baris 3-5]

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.

‘ aku rindukan suara burung pipit yang berebut

menjamah padi ketika mula masak’ [ baris 6-7]

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 sifat ‘berebut menjamah padi’ membuatkan bayangan bunyi yang lebih jelas.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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 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.

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.

Secara tuntasnya, penulis menggambungkan unsur-unsur kesusastereaan bagi menyampaikan perasaan rindunya terhadap memori lalunya yang hilang kesan daripada bendang yang tidak dikerjakan lagi. Pembaca benar-benar terkesan dengan jalinan unsur-unsur ini dan unsur-unsur ini juga membantu pembaca untuk menyelami perasaan penulis.

Photo shoot

2010-10-15T20:46:00.000-07:00

One 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 :)
But and exam is next week.. not ready yet as I am being swamped with the Night's works. :(
Pray for me guys :) c u later.

Bintang

2010-10-11T17:28:00.000-07:00

Sekali lagi aku sendiri berdiri

ditepian pantai berteman bayu laut

setelah berkali-kali menanti

kau – bintang - tiang hati bertaut.

Tertawar kawah lara duka. Pabila

kau menyubur senyum ceria, dan

menghapus segala pedih derita. Dalam

singgahan pelita gembira.

Munculmu tiada tentu. Hari ini,

kau di sisi. Esok,

tiada janji,

dan tulat terseksa menanti

dalam kelemasan gelora rindu membadai hati

dalam perangkap ilusi memori lalu. Tapi

setiaku tegap berdiri –

aku teguh di sini

masih pasti

menanti, menanti, dan terus menanti.

Kerana kau bintang yang dicari.

Di balik

rimbunan bintang bersinar suci.

Aku Dijajah Lagi

2010-10-02T01:19:00.000-07:00

Aku dijajah lagi! Semuanya dek angkara si petualang durjana yang kelemasan dalam rempuhan badai dunia material. Padahnya ditanggung oleh aku dan warga senegara senasib.

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!

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.

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.

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 ‘masuk rumah awal’ 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. 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 Blackberry. Tiada lagi internet apatah lagi Facebook. Setiap jejak langkah kami dihidu. Pantang melihat masa lapang kami, terus kami dipaksa menjadi buruh mereka. Untungnya mereka ‘sapu’.

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. Kenapa tidak aku mengikuti mereka?

Tidak! Negara ini milik aku!

Milik aku dan warga senegera senasib. Cukuplah si petualang itu menggadaikan damai lalu. Biar aku dan warga senegara senasib menyelongkar tujuh lautan tidak bertepi mencari bahtera merdeka berlayar damai lalu.

Ikutkan hati ingin saja aku merobek-robek perut-perut petualang dan penjajah yang kegelojohan meratah-ratah harta dan pusaka aku dan warga senegara senasib.

“Usah kau termenung lagi,” suara garau guruku meneyentap mainan memori.

“Kita perlu bersatu!”

Now I May Begin Again

2010-09-30T16:27:00.000-07:00

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.

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.

And I will try all my best to upload my blog again with galvanizing materials :)

GUGURNYA KELOPAK ITU

2010-05-10T03:01:00.000-07:00

Tunas itu mula bercambah,
Sekian lama tertanam di pelosok gentian,
Menjalar robek sinar mentar,
Walau halangan datang menerpa.

Tunas itu mula berkembang,
Kembangnya sekuntum mawar,
Bagai si puteri bangkit beradu,
Walau saingan menyerang tiba.

Si mawar mula mewangi,
Semerbak harum menusuk kalbu,
Ayuan merah kelopak menawan,
Lambaian hijau daunan menenang.

Lembut tubuh bersalut duri,
Membangkit cemburu iri sang flora,
Menzahir gerun takut sang fauna,
Hanya si kumbang gagah tiada gentar.

Ibu dikaulah mawar itu,
Yang kupujai tiap waktu,
Yang kurindui wajahmu,
Yang kukagumi ketabahanmu.

Cekal hati mendidik daku,
Sabar murni melayan kerenah anakmu,
Tiada kedengaran sepatah keluhan,
Tiada kelihatan setitip kemarahan.

Kini mawar itu kian layu,
Perlahan dimamah arus usia,
Gugur sudah si ayu kelopaknya,
Hilang sudah lambaian daunannya.

Segamit memori ku kenangi,
Setulus kasih ku dambai,
Potret wajahmu ku tatapi,
Sebuah kehilangan yang tiada ganti.

SPM 2009 RESULT

2010-03-11T03:08:00.000-08:00

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!

And thank Yati for you camera :) .

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.

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. :)

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.

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.

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.

And guys, I will upload the pictures at school as soon as possible. Hv tones of works to be done. Be patient ok :P .

“[U] dummy..” ?

2010-02-07T07:55:00.000-08:00

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?

Give me space to reflect on it too.

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

(*I believe he must be be saying (now): “U dummy”. I never thought you are my friend.)

Next Generation in KISAS

2010-02-02T02:33:00.001-08:00

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. Sorry.

Meeting Hectic Life!

2010-01-31T07:24:00.000-08:00

Living in the higher education level is not as easy as we foresee. 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.

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

DEEP REMORSE

2010-01-22T22:54:00.000-08:00

I 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?

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.

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.

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?

Not Assiduous?

2010-01-06T17:50:00.000-08:00

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.

Congrate!

2009-12-14T23:32:00.000-08:00

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.

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.

The uppermost advice is don't forget to pray for your SPM result. All effort you have put and now tawakkal to Allah.
May Allah bless u!

CAS SERVICE at KISAS

2009-11-08T19:43:00.001-08:00

Firstly, 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.
CAS SERVICE???

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.
These are the pictures…

Some of the participants with faci’s

Sharing is caring!

The genius!

My Khalidian!

My ex-mentor and I! He was my mentor when I was drowning in AddMATHS!

Forum!

There were the panels! Azim, Che, Anas, and Aisyah.

A bit boring, so watching!

Balloons to be exploded.

Impatient boys with the balloons!

Look at their behaviour! A bits childish sometime! Its ok!

First wet boy!

Biawak Buaya!

Giggle louder BOY!

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!

SILENT WEEK!!

2009-10-20T06:55:00.000-07:00

I will sit for my first exam 2mrw. Pray for me guys!!!
Though I am not in my mood to sit for this one -- fighting with someone :'(

WARNING!!!

2009-10-17T16:28:00.001-07:00

I give up!!!!

These 3 weeks?

2009-10-16T20:04:00.000-07:00

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!)

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.

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..

With Petronas officer.

Sit like an INDIAN Pratik!

Tall HUNKS!

The three friends.

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!

(Dans Jardin de Fatin)

On the stairs!

(Dans la chambre de Fatin)

In the living room before leaving.

Say peace!

Just really,really before reading!

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!

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!

IB JUNE 09 Sri KDU School

My classmate!

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!

Bintang

2009-10-11T06:25:00.000-07:00

Sekali lagi aku sendiri berdiri
ditepian pantai berteman bayu laut
setelah berkali-kali menanti
kau : bintang pagar hati bertaut.

Tertawar kawah lara rindu
kau menyubur senyum ceria
merungkai segala pedih buntu
dalam singgahan pelita gembira.

Munculmu tiada tentu. Hari ini
kau di sisi. Esok tiada janji
dan tulat terseksa menanti
dalam kelemasan gelora rindu membadai hati
dalam perangkap ilusi memori lalu. Tapi
setiaku tegap berdiri –
walau jatuh bagai mati,
aku masih pasti
menanti, menanti, dan terus menanti
kerana kau bintang yang dicari
di balik rembunan bintang bersinar suci.

Nasyid – KISAS – Rintihan Kalbu

2009-09-28T05:39:00.000-07:00

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(Pic is just for a deco)

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!
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!
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
Hope message of the writer comes across your mind!

Hari ini
Tiada senda dalam bicara
Deru air mata merupakan segalanya
Sang hati bicara sendiri
Bangunkan ummah
Bina generasi
Di bumi yg bertuah ini
Diriku mula mengenali
Matlamat hidup sebagai abdi
Kepada allah, allahhurabbi

Diriku kini sebebas unggas
Terbang riang di angkasa raya
Menyanyi merdu irama kalbu
Indahnya, indahnya, oh indahnya

Wahai generasi dengarlah pesanan ini
Bumi ini bumi bertuah
Suburnya sesubur tanaman di lembah
Melahirkan insan berjiwa tabah
Kutiplah mutiara, mutiara indah
Untuk bekalan diri berpindah
Sebelum jejak kaki melangkah
Sebelum pnyelasan membawa padah

Sahabat seperjuangan
Usah digentar musuh dihadapan
Pandanglah di depan
Balasan Tuhan
Syurga firdaus menanti kalian
Terusakan oh teruskan
Perjuangan menegak kebenaran
Di dalam kebungkangan akhir zaman
Selagi hayat di kandung badan
Wahai teman seperjuangan
Dengarlah harapan ku ini
Pohon untukku dalam doamu
Diriku pejuang islam yang satu

After a long time…........

2009-09-25T01:10:00.000-07:00

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.

(these are the words that I will never translate in my heart.. lol)
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?

I didn’t update my blogs for some reasons (stop giving pretext!!! :P):
1. I got test.
2. I got a physics project.
3. I joined a 2-days camping.
4. My laptop was nearly full-damaged (the mother box got heart attack!).
5. Then, I got test a gain.
6. No more excuse! (:P)

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.
KISASIANS! Grab the first place!!!!
Anyway, here are some of the sweet memories in the first Hari Raya…

My family pic (but my big bro is not here.. still ZZZZZ)

My cousins.......... Sweet....

my little sister...

My little bro....

my big bro...

my cousin family...

My relatives come to visit my grandmum's house...

My relatives come to visit my grandmum's house....

Wahai Adikku

2009-09-11T16:30:00.000-07:00

Wahai Adikku:
Mekar bunga-bunga penghujung di taman terakhir
berpagar robekan hijau di bawah nur utuh
tetapi tetap indah.

Dulunya lima sekawan merpati
riang bermandi-manda di penjuru keempat
tawa, suka, dan duka mereka
adalah benang sakti
persabahatan terikat
sehidup semati ikrar di hati.

Mekar-mekar bunga berkuncup jua,
hijau-hijau pucuk layu jua,
Seakrab manapun merpati
walau hidup bagai sehati
perselisihan datang meniti.
Yang itu dibiar pergi.
Yang itu enggan dirai.
Yang itu tidak dinanti.
Hanya dek sumbang menari
berentak melodi musuh insani.
Teguran pun terus terdiri
namun termakan hati.

Wahai Adikku: jangan dibiar merpati pergi!

Nukilan: Afandi (c)

Week of Events…

2009-07-19T21:29:00.000-07:00

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.

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..

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!!!!

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.

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.

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.

Tangis

2009-07-10T16:02:00.000-07:00

Ruku’ku undang murka

Sujudku cetus amarah

Walhal hatiku ingin suka

Dari Tuhan Maha Pemurah,

Lenguh sendi berlayar

Membelah gelora maksiat

Aku sujud mencari-Mu

Teraba-raba cahaya dalam gelap

Tapi dalam sujud

Aku tetap terus sesat.

Wahai kekasih

Aku jejaki laluanmu

Kau daki tebing curang dengan satu langkah

Tapi aku rebah

Dalam kesesatan sujudku

Adakah kita akan bertemu?

My Life History Comes Alive Again

2009-07-05T01:27:00.000-07:00

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.

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…. ……………..

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.

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 Allah

A Week in Sri KDU

2009-06-27T17:49:00.000-07:00

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!

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!

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.

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!

My fist day as a new IB student!!!

2009-06-20T19:24:00.001-07:00

OMD!!! Sri KDU School is absolutely fabulous!! From the entrance gate to the back yard, you will be absolutely speechless, mesmerized, not only that, all the stuffs, teachers, and students are too friendly. I feel lucky to be the selected Petronas scholar.

You know, the amenities are the first class amenities which meet the Smart School title. Computers are in the all well air-conditioned classes. The library is cool. The cafeteria is more than u can imagine. There are gym, swimming pool, and etc. I am in the school heaven!

The first person that I met was Azlan who came with his mom, sis, and little brother (he is now the friend of my bro). Then, we headed inside and a too friendly guy came to welcoming us and showing us the enrolment room. We took lift to go to the fist second floor. All the long way sides, the David Arculate welcoming posters are still hanging everywhere.

Nearly all sessions are interesting but the best one was the course and counseling. I met Miss Harjit, teaching Economy. She is really friendly and we talked a lot in the counseling session. Moreover, she is as me, left handed. Then, popped up a famous word, describing a left hander, creative.

The activities (bla…bla…bla…) at school ended around 3.00 pm, then, our parents, the scholars, together, drove to our apartment, with their deluxe cars such as Merce, Estima, etc. What should u expect? Expect the unexpected! My apartment is awesome! It’s a hostel when ‘s’ is absent. Kitchen is there. Tv will cheer we up when stressed up by work. Internet access is on the way. Refrigerator will be full by tomorrow. The swimming pool, gym, ect. I’ve got no camera to take photos. Sorry.

Our apartment....

The all boy scholars (5 people), stayed at an apartment. I shared with Izzuddin a room and Weh Kiat, Azlan and Firdaus took the master bed room.
Izzudin came from Kedah, ex-Asis.
Weh Kiat came from nearby district I think.
Azlan came from Bandar Bangi.

I met two great guys.. Azlan and Weh Kiat. They dragged my past memory with my beloved friends..

Weh Kiat...

Firdaus on the sofa with pure maths text book!

When 3 Petronas Scholars are gathering….

2009-06-17T09:35:00.000-07:00

Hello guys!!! Actually, I m a bit excited to go to my new school. Moreover, the last school I had attended was when I was 16. Then I continued my study at a college. And this year, 18 years old, I m back to school.

Just now, my friends and I we were chatting. We are among the lucky human on this earth! LOL. Let me introduce u. First one is Anis and the other one is Azlan. 3 A’s were in a room after inviting them to my conference. To lot of things we chatted, hours. But what can I conclude from our chatting is:

~Sri KDU is a private school.
~Attire code? Up to you wanna wear what. Jeans? Shorts? Round-neck collar shirt? Ok.
~In a class maybe there are only 10 – 25 students (some classes are less than 10)
~Less than 50 students for 2009 batch (seem 2 classes).
~Olympic Swimming pool, gyms, etc.
~Astro? You can have it by ur own.
~I will stay in an apartment (6-7 people).
~Basic needs are prepared as TV, refrigerator, etc.
~Air-con? Not sure yet! Hope there is.
~Maybe 5 Petronas scholars (boys) will stay together and some gossips say that we will stay with Bank Negara Scholars.
~Got 500 per month (hope my mum will add RM100, dad RM100, and my bruv RM50!!).
~Azlan will pursue to UK but Anis (geology) and I (geophysics) will be in US.
~Meals? Can cook or at stalls nearby.
~English SAT is *************.
~Most students are secondary school students.
~Azlan is a sheikh I think.. A good preacher soon, though he did come from a religious school.

All of us are the second children!!

Anis and Azlan..

p/s Anis dont forget our red carpet ok.. I will call u when we are there.

Sri KDU!! Here We Come!!

2009-06-16T16:47:00.000-07:00

Sri KDU School! Wait for us this 20 June 2009!! We are going to attack you!!! hahaha.. We? Yea, we are the lucky Petronas Scholars, 12 all of us.

And guys, I m really sorry for didn't appear online lately as I just have returned home from my village and my laptop 'charger' was broken down. Anyway, I got an opportunity to write something about my next step in education arena in Sri KDU School since I m one of the last one who pursues study. I m going to do International Baccalaureate Diploma.

Sekolah Sri KDU® or Sri KDU School is a premier private co-educational Smart School offering the Malaysian Curriculum at Primary and Secondary levels. Above of all, it is also an IB World School offering the International Baccalaureate Diploma Programme. Since its inception in 2003, its enrolment has grown from 528 students to more than 2400 students in 2008. What a number of pupils!!

About the Petronas Scholars, they are 12 people I think. I have got their e-mails. Where did I get those? SECRET!!

What a pleasent suprise!!! I met with three of these students before our schooling days. Once again, Alhamdulillah and thanks to the latest tecnology which has draged me to the borderless world. There are J...(forgot her name), Azlan (a handsome guy) and Izzudin (ex-Asis student). We had a long talk yesterday till late in the morning. However it is, I can't wait to meet them and the most important thing to pursue my study that I have waited all this long!

My new met friend, Azlan

Nevertheless, I have to bear in my mind that I will face culture shock here. I did my research about students here and I think the images of the social norm here is in ur mind now. So, I have to prepare my mind.

A Great Day with Family

2009-06-09T09:53:00.001-07:00

What a tiring day!!! Yesterday fatigue is not recovered yet, but today I have walked miles and miles with my family to go shopping. A lot of things we bought from few shopping complexes in Kuantan, my home town.

My bro and I

At first, we (my brothers, my adorable sister and I) followed my father to buy his MLM stuff. I bought a perfume there. Then, my father asked me to buy jeans at a store nearby. I got my new jeans after 3 years. Lol

A pair of cheap black Levis jeans.

After that, suddenly, my dad got a call and had to go to his office. ******!!! So, my sister and I walked, and my little brother too, to nearest shopping mall, Kuantan Parade. A lot of boutiques are there. We went into, nearly, all boutiques to survey for cheap clothes and shoes. At last, I decided to buy a pair of trousers and a t-shirt. I got discount for the t-shirt.

My Latino!!

My sis chose for me.

We headed down to search for shoes. I was dreaming to have a pair of branded shoes as my clans, so, our next destination were to the all stores that sell Adidas and Nike shoes. OMG!! All the shoes are really fantastic and ‘artistic’. But, I nearly fainted when looked at the prices. You know I think what do I mean.

Which one should I buy? But I think I wouldn't buy any.

At last, I didn’t buy any shoes there and leave that mall at 3.30 pm. Our next destination was Secret Recipe. Today is my mother’s birthday! Birthday mum! I added RM20 to buy the cake since I gave them wrong price. It’s ok. This cake is for my mother, black forest.

The cake that we chose.

My little bro, Aiman.

Kuantan Megamall.

Then, my dad drove us to Megamall. I wanted to buy a shirt for my class soon. Izzudin and I did survey yesterday and there are a lot of sales. I toured, alone, the shopping area few times just to look for a cheap shirt since I had to buy lot things more. At last, I chose a shirt. Got discount man! But ,there was no shirt of my size. So, I picked up the other pattern as I nearly got cramp, I thought.

I called my sister and brothers and we gathered at the front of a Adidas Boutique. I nearly to pick up one, basketball shoes, but my bruv said that wasn’t his taste. Quickly, he dragged us to the opposite boutique, Nick. At last, he showed me the shoes that he wanted. He tried to convince me to buy it but I refused to buy that one. We left that premise and sat on a bench out. Suddenly, I wanna that one! That Nike shoes. We got back into that store and tried one. My size is 9. I asked the ‘Makcik’ (lol) to get one for me, but, OUT OF STOCK!!! OMG!!!

We returned to the Adidas Boutique again but my dad had arrived to pick us up and we went to take our cake.

At night, we had a small party in exhaustion but happy. We cheered up our mum!

However it is, I followed my mum to town at 9.30 pm and I bought a sport shoes, Line 7.

Thank Allah for Your ‘rezeki’ to my family and me. Alhamdulillah.
and Izzudin thank you for and Izzudin thank you for accopmanying me yesterday me yesterday.

Other things we bought:

Camp Rock is ROCK!!!

2009-06-05T00:24:00.000-07:00

The summer is rock again!!!! What a too awesome movie it is?!!!! Camp Rock is a 2008 Disney Channel Original Movie , not a camp I have joined, starring the Jonas Brothers and Demi Lovato. The music is written by Julie Brown, Paul Brown, Regina Hicks and Karen Gist. The movie is directed by Matthew Diamond and produced by Alan Sacks.

What it is all about?

The Jonas Brothers star in this Disney Channel Original Movie about a working class girl determined to refine her musical talent at an acclaimed summer workshop, and the newfound sense of confidence she gains after meeting the singer of a popular musical act. Camp Rock is the place where young musicians go to grow into talented musicians. Mitchie Torres has always dreamt of spending a summer at Camp Rock, but her family can't afford the tuition costs. When Mitchie's mother announces that she got her daughter a discount on tuition by agreeing to work as the camp cook, the young musician is overjoyed at the prospect of actually attending Camp Rock. Though at first intimidated by the more privileged campers, Mitchie soon strikes up a friendship with the decidedly down-to-earth Caitlyn, who dreams of some day becoming a music producer. Later, Mitchie tries to impress popular girls Tess(brat!), Peggy, and Ella by claiming that her mother is a powerful executive at Hot Tunes TV, a tall tale that ultimately gets her invited to sing back up for the catty clique. Meanwhile, Connect 3's summer tour has been cancelled, and lead singer Shane Gray seems to have lost his passion for music. His bandmates Jason and Nate think that a stint in Camp Rock would be the perfect thing to help the singer get his ego back in check, and soon after arriving Shane is captivated by Mitchie's voice. Unlike the other campers, Mitchie seems to genuinely appreciate Shane's creativity rather than simply fawning over his stardom, and it before long the pair has become fast friends. But Tess is jealous of Mitchie and Shane's budding friendship, and upon discovering the truth about the humble singer's mother, the scheming mean girl makes it her mission to get ensure that neither Mitchie nor Caitlyn perform at the upcoming Final Jam competition. Later, as Shane, Nate, and Jason take their seats on the judge's panel for the Final Jam, Mitchie attempts to overcome her fear, step into the spotlight, and show everyone her true talent. The most important thing, Mitchie sings then Shane Gray joins him on the stage.

Jonas Brothers Band

I know that this movie is not as other outstanding movies out there as High School Musical but I strongly believe that this movie is far better than other movies that I have watched.

First of all, when saying about a movie, the director will ensure that the movie will be really too good by putting the plot revolving around a few elements that are truly disgusting such as romance, kissing, horny scenes etc.. And today, people accept this as a norm in their life. What a shame!!

This movie is different as there are no such terrible elements. There is no kissing scene, hugging as apes, wearing half-naked clothes (Malay dramas got this now) etc. .This makes this movie absolutely different from other movies.

Although the plot is not as great as Harry Potter movies, the moral values in this movie are good enough for all of us to take as a lesson. The problems faced by the protagonist are the problems that commonly faced by teens; identity crisis, clique, stage-fright etc. If we use the solutions as what has been done by Mitchie, we will be great, I think.

Salut!!

2009-06-02T09:47:00.000-07:00

Salut!!
Bounjour! Comment vas-tu?
Mon prenom est Afandi.
J'ai 18 ans.
Je viens d'Malaysia.
Je ne suis pas petit.
Je suis grand.
J'ai 3 frères et une.

J'ai un ami à partir de français.
Il est Arthur.comment vas-tu Arthur?

Enchanté!! Au revoir!!

Traslation:
Hello!
Good morning! How are you?
My name is Afandi.
I am 18 years old.
I am from Malaysia.
I am not short.
I am tall.
I have 3 brothers and a sister.

I have a friend from French.
His name is Arthur. How are you Arthur?

Nice to meet you. Bye.

My Bruvs

2009-05-31T08:36:00.000-07:00

Daruz Kei, this is the picture that I have mentioned to you which was taken in my graduation day in my former school, Sultan Alam Shah Islamic College, and I edited it. From left is Akif, Qutham Akif, me, Azri and Aiman.

Usually, most people will treat their juniors really like a junior but I never did that in my schooling days. For me they are the parts of my life, I mean like my own brother. And the closest brothers are they.

We are really close like siblings. We always did activities together like mingle around, eat our meals, fast, break fast, go out for outing ect.

And now, I miss all of them especially Aiman as we do not meet nearly a year. I have tried to have a visit to his house but I have failed. Actually, Aiman transferred to his former school last year which gave a big impact to my life. However it is, I got chances to meet Akif, Qutham Akif and Azri a few times this year.

What can I say here is I love them all as my brothers and hope we meet together again in future.

(Who did manage meet Aiman in MAK ceremony? lol and Daruz Kei, good luck with ur Spanish lesson)

Peristiwa Rindu

2009-05-28T03:04:00.000-07:00

Dalam melewati pertengahan malam
nur rembulan menghambat kelam
bintang-bintang kasih bertari dengan bintang-bintang sayang
bisikan bayu cinta pula diundang.

Jiwa galak meronta,
'Ah! Lambat sungguh siang.'
Hati tinggi bicara,
'Wajah mu sentiasa ku bayang.'
Dalam mata pejam
di susunan lorong hitam
sejambak ingatan kusulam.

Masa berarak lalu
berzaman tiada temu
terobek rasa diamuk rindu
bergegar jiwa dipuput pilu
mekar mawar terparut seri
lincah rerama bersumbang tari

Pedih hati bak mendidih
dicuka lingkaran luka
dipanah menara nanah
tertuba kota cinta
ditarah habis punah.

Sekadar berita tanpa rupa
dari kejauhan
cuma
sayup-sayup kedengaran.

Untuk siapa-siapa punya rasa
Afandi09

“Who is Syafiq?”

2009-05-25T06:12:00.000-07:00

One of the most frequent questions thrown by my mates to me is who is syafiq? Yeah! ‘Who is Syafiq?’

They have their own firm stands to ask me this particular question as my real name is Ahmad Afandi Bin Suhami which, clearly, has no correlation or relation at all with Syafiq. So, why?
Actually, what do I know is Syafiq is an Arabic word, of course it is, comes from word syafaqah, which means affection, fondness or love and, so, syafiq means ‘a person who is loved by other people’ (something like that). For me, I love its meaning, so I use it as my surname in most chatting rooms.

Other than that, Syafiq is the name of my bosom buddy (best friend) when I was 11. I first met him when I attended a religion class at a mosque. What can I say about him is he is truly a friendly guy. I never have a comrade as him. What did I know about him is he is a diligent, discipline, and kind-hearted boy.

However it is, I lost touch with him (lost contact) when I stopped my lesson at the mosque for certain reasons. When I was 12, I got a chance to meet him at his school but just for a moment. I saw him with his buddies playing around by the school gate. Suddenly, a wave of nervousness came over me, so I turned around to gain my courage, thinking what should be the first word to say to him. A second later, after turning back, his figure had gone under the sunny day. I felt tremendously bad!!

Once again, when I was 14, I met him at my housing area. You know, I did not see him about 2 years and I was half-forgotten of how he was look like. In that afternoon, both of us were on our own bikes. I cycled to a stall and I spotted him. At first, I did not realize him because he wore a cap. After I reached home, then, suddenly, I remembered him after pondering (thinking) hardly who he was as I thought I had met him before. So, I grabbed my bike and cycled back to the spot where I saw him. But, once again, he had gone.

I did try my best to search for him such as I did seek for him in his housing area, ask his schoolmates and more but I have failed. A few times I try to replace him with other person but nobody can do it. I told you just now he is a good boy thought after asking his friends he was the worst student in his school (He was a school gangster). I never let this fact as a reason why I have to forget him. For me, he is still a good boy in my eyes. I miss him. I really hope to meet him though he maybe has forgotten me.

'Friendship is the golden thread that ties all hearts together'

Tuntutan Rindu

2009-05-18T22:59:00.000-07:00

Di sini
tempang tariku
sumbang silatku
kerana
ghaib tarimu
ghaib silatmu.

Nafsu
membikai tuju
bukannya kau maju
kau pulang mencari ibu
berkisar alasan beribu-ribu.

Panah mentari membakar rindu
puncak siang kian kelam
apatah lagi malam
rindu mendalam
suram.

Hatta
aku tuntut kasih
aku tuntut sayang
aku tuntut cinta
dari kau
moga

terurai
kusut rindu.

Khas buat 4 A

Pizza Nut!!!!!

2009-05-16T03:55:00.000-07:00

Food? Food? This word is really popular among my friends in KISAS. The reason is they truly love to eat food from a stall, Wak Kanang, at the side of our hostel. Nearly, every night, there would be some of them would go there to buy food for themselves and comrades. They were nut with the food! But I was not one of them as I was nut with pizza. Yea, pizza!!!!

During the examinations days, SPM, my roommates and I always called Domino pizza. Not the small one we ordered, not the large one neither, but the extra large one, 15 inches. That’s tremendously huge!!! The price? Emmm.. Need not to tell here. What do I can say here, based on Muhammad's calculation, my roommate, a week we eat 3 pizzas. Yummy! Who were my roommates? They were Syamil, Muhammad, and Nafis. Want to believe or not, Syamil was really obsessive with pizza. But I was the worst. Quite hundred of ringgits I spend for pizzas in the end of the year.

The hardest time about pizza was how to bring it into my room silently, without anybody’s realization (hahaha)

With whom I ate pizza?
Syamil, Muhammad, Nafis, Miss Norhisyam and classmate, Amir(Pizza Hut), Majdi, and more…
My juniors: Qhutam Akif, Akif Zulkornain, Azri, Aiman Basun, Hafiz, Shahirm, Tamim and more…

Here are the pictures. But actually there are a lot more but I don’t know where are the pictures now. And Nafis, I am sorry as I can’t find your picture at all.

In my room in Ali Block. Muhd was the one who took pic.

Look at Adib's face.. lol. Nafis was not around at this time. Sorry man...

Emmm... Yummy!!!

Who is this boy?

This picture was taken for our farewell. I Miss you guys!! Forgot to take picture for Azri's birthday party. Once again we ate Domino Pizza. :P

I ate at Pizza House Restaurant.

Amir, I miss this moment. We discussed about our plan after SPM. Remember?

Two of the pizzas that we ordered.

However it is,

I miss Domino Pizza!!!

Definisi Guru Baru

2009-05-15T09:45:00.000-07:00

Guru itu lilin ?
Yang menyuluh sesungguh hati
hingga biar dirinya mati!

Guru itu pelita?
Meracun udara dengan jelaga
kian kelam dalam suram
nanti terpadam
di puncak malam.

Definisi baru guru:
sang mentari di siangnya
dan rembulan di malamnya
menyuluh dengan nurnya
bukan dengan apinya.

Guru menilai
bukan dengan jemari dan jelir
tapi dengan hati dan fikir

Guru mengajar
bagaimana belajar
menjadi umat terpelajar
sedang dia sendiri tekun mendengar
bukannya cakap berdegar

Murid itu
maju berbatu-batu
bertunjangan kata guru
terus mara ke menara itu

Guru!

Sempena hari guru, saya mengucapkan
Selamat Hari Guru! Terima kasih cikgu!

Lembaran kasih sayang ketika kau mengajarku
menitiskan air mataku.
Ketika itu
kau tidak letakkan buku di hadapmu
tapi rasa cinta dalam mendidikku.

Congratulation

2009-05-15T01:28:00.000-07:00

The all results, Matriculation, UPU, scholarships, for us to pursue our education to the next level were already announced. Smile and tear, definitely, the spontaneous actions after knowing the result. For those who got what did they hope for, of course, a broad smile bloomed in the wave of happiness and for those who could not make it, tear wet their cheek.

For those who got what do they want; congratulation! You deserve it! And, my friends, who got no opportunity, don’t cry. Allah knows what the best is for us. Maybe, the best place for you study is in Malaysia. Though, I am certain that you did the best to realize your dream and you never let the ‘dream becomes your master’.

"It is not good for all our wishes to be filled; through sickness we recognize the value of health; through evil, the value of good; through hunger, the value of food; through exertion, the value of rest."

I still want to say congratulation to all my friends. Where ever we are placed to study at, we are still lucky for having a chance to study because not all people on this planet can have it. Think about our friends in Palestine. You will cry, then.

Anyway, once we are racing, make sure we are the winner. In the world of education today, we are racers! The competitions are really high. Those who are strong enough to face the challenge will continue to survive and those who are weak will be stepped by other people. Since, once we were in Islamic College of Sultan Alam Shah (don’t care if it’s wrong), it means we are a great person who will lead the community in the next future. This is the responsibility that we are shouldering.

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate.
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
It is our light, not our darkness, that frightens us most...
We were born to face the tests that are waiting for us.
And when we let our own light shine,
we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.
As we are liberated from our own fear,
our presence automatically liberates others.

If I Am Free

2009-05-12T07:25:00.001-07:00

This a story that I found in a web. Hope you all will enjoy reading it..

Holding firmly a dark brown wrapped glass bottle in his left hand, Shawn yells strongly in pain till can be heard in the next few houses. He has gulped a liquid in the bottle a little and now he is suffering. He staggers a few inches forward, trying to reach a portrait on a wall in his living room, and his vision is getting blur and he feels truly dizzy. Tightly clutching his throat with his both hands and the bottle glides down from his hand, broken into pieces. Then, he collapses on a rocking chair, falls down on the floor, crawls and his fingers are scratching the floor. He is committing suicide.
Why he is mad? A short question clouds in my thoughts. Why he did so? Once again, a question storms in my confused mind.

Knock! Knock! Knock! Somebody is at the front door.

‘Open the door! Shawn! Open!’ A loud shrilling female voice is heard, urging Shawn to open the door but, actually, it is unlocked. That is Sherry. For Shawn, she is a special person in his life. Because of no response, she opens the door and dashes into the living room. Startled, her eyes are on Shawn who is lying on the floor. Quickly, by leaps and bounds, she gets him.

‘I-I-I-’m sorry Shawn, it’s really my fault. I-I-I never mean to do so!’ Sherry wails. It is getting worse after she realised a lot of small bubbles.

Just now, Shawn went to meet Sherry at her work place, a restaurant which is situated 25 metres from Shawn dwelling. He invited Sherry to sit with him because he had something to tell her and it seemed to be quite important for him. So, Sherry sat on the opposing chair. She felt pretty anxious with Shawn’s strange behavior as since their first meeting on the last seven years, he was never being too serious.

Shawn removed something from his pocket and showed it to Sherry. He knelt and said ,‘Would you marry me?’

‘Are you mad?’ frowning, she replied loudly in surprise.

Her eyes showed her anger. Everybody was staring at them both in the restaurant, some of them were clapping their hands. Shawn was exactly surprised with her reaction and she was truly surprised with his action. Shawn thought Sherry loved him but she thought Sherry was out of mind. Then, she slapped him, just nice on his left cheek, in public. A wave of shame went over him. He was dreadfully in a big disappointment as seven years he waited for this time. After that, he quickly left the restaurant.

‘Shawn! Wake up!’ Sherry cries to Shawn whose head is on her lap but it is too late. He is dead. Tears stream swiftly from her eyes and she feels terribly lost.

I know that Shawn loved her more than himself and I do learn that Sherry loves him, but due to her shyness, she rejected harshly his propose. Everyday, Shawn would stare at the portrait on the wall about an hour. It is Sherry’s portrait. Shawn was mad of her. If he could not win her heart, he believed his life is valueless because he got cancer and he only could survive a few weeks more. Winning her love is the only thing he hoped. Sherry is also like that. She loves him as well. She has a picture of him and she puts it one in her purse. What can I do? I am just a little bird in a steel cage. I only can see and do nothing. If I am free, I am sure that I can help them and other people as well. And, of course, Shawn would be the happiest man in this world if knowing that Sherry loves him.

US vs UK! Where Should I Go to?

2009-05-09T22:54:00.000-07:00

It is never in my cloudy thoughts to acquire a scholarship from Petronas because I did not get any call from them as some of my friends got a call (though I believe and confident can get it). They asked me, a few times, either I got any call from Petronas or not. I did not get any call, so, of course I did not get the scholarship. (What a bloody and creepy question!!) Then, they, Arif and Hissam, forced me to check the result in the midst of the mysterious night. I was reluctant to do it, so, I asked Arif to checkit out. Alhamdulillah, I GOT IT!

Name: Ahmad Afandi Bin Suhaimi
Course: Geophysics
Country: US

Nevertheless, I want go to UK but not US. Now, my parents force me to take this scholarship and ignore the other scholarship (but I do not get the result yet. . lol) Oh Gosh!!!! What should I do?

There are a few reasons why I want to go to UK.
1. I love engineering. (really??)
2. It’s my dream to be there. (yeah! This is a fact!)
3. I love British accent. (Harry Potheaaad... LOL)
4. I have a lot of acquaintances there.
5. I am doing my preparation myself to be there by learning their culture and accent ect.. (but I’m doing TOEFL. Lol..)
6. And I have promised to Arthur (my comrade from French) to meet in UK since he is doing his A-level to study abroad, England.

But what can I gain if taking the scholarship to US
1. One of the best educations in the world.
2. Working with Petronas is such a golden opportunity. (the salary is *****)
3. Money currency. Dollar US is not as expensive as Pound Sterling. (My dad wanna me buy a mercedes car there. I can drive to lecture too.. lol)
4. Firdaus Izraee will be there soon.
5. I got friends there but not as many in UK. (From all walks of life)

~But I luv British accent rather than US accent, though both are cool ~

So guys, what should I do? Emmmm… HELP me m8!!!

p/s * S'il vous plaît, aidez-moi! Mes parents veulent que je me rende des US!

I'm More Than a SUPERMAN!!!

2009-05-05T18:24:00.000-07:00

When I saw my buddy, Arthur, was online, I realized that it’s was too late for me to carry on my test. If reading once the text, I just could understand nothing, what’s more at that time? So, I closed the page and caught him on MSN.

At first, I chatted with him, but, after a short moment, unexpectedly, Rodrigo signed in! Great! As it’s difficult to meet him online now. Before he left us, I asked Mr. A to invite him into our club. It was not nice but amazing. We chatted a lot and I was the one who had been Arthurs’ subject of joke! Just due to the word nice! Ooo man! (It’s only the native’s culture mes ami(friend in French)).

In Arthur’s place was 6 pm,

Mr. R’s was 12 noon and

it was 12 am in Malaysia.

Then I realised something. I’ more than Superman (Clark Kent..lol)!!!. Yeah, of course. Superman can run fast from a place to another but I can do something more extraordinary than him! I can travel back in time! Have you met any superhero who has this super extraordinary power? Aren’t you? Now you are! lol.

When it’s was 12 midnight, just a click, I can send my messages back in time. Of course! It was 6 pm in French and 12 noon in US. Lol… that’s all. Other than that, I had been in three continents every minute; Asia, Europe, and South US.

Now I’m more than a superhero! (Mr. A, has anything to rebut of? And here has no spam mes ami.)

Lewis Clarke

2009-05-04T02:22:00.000-07:00

Updating tag...

Lewis Clarke
· Age: 20
· Gender: Male
· Astrological Sign: Libra
· Zodiac Year: Dragon ( no wonder you are in a dragon size. lol)
· Study: Student at Bournemouth Uni
· Industry: Communications or Media
· City:Bournemouth
· Hometown: Tiverton
· Country: United Kingdom
· Occupation: BAMMJ - BA Hons; Multimedia Jour...
· Interests and Hobbies: I'm currently thinking it's sad that ITV no longer have studios in Plymouth and that a lot of well known faces (such as Richard Bath and Alexis Bowater) are no longer on our screens - at least Fred Dineage still is.

Blog: http://lewsnews2004.blogspot.com
Video collection: http://www.youtube.com/user/lewsnews2004

A little more about him:

Lewis Clarke (born 28 September 1988 in Tiverton) is an undergraduate at Bournemouth University studying Multi Media Journalism (BAMMJ).

Clarke was educated in his hometown at Combe Mead (now Wilcombe) Primary School, and then went onto Tiverton High School. He then continued to do A-Levels at Taunton's, Richard Huish College and then a journalism degree at Bournemouth University.

He began his media 'career' in 2003 when he delivered the free weekly paper - The Mid Devon Star. In 2008 he did a work placement with the Mid Devon Gazette and worked there during the summer as both a reporter and a video journalist.

What do I think about him?
He is really a friendly British as my other mate, Daniel. I did learn a lot from him, especially culture in UK as my target is to study there. Besides that, I learnt his accent.
And he loves to fight with his sister… Now my imagination about UK is clearer. I believe my friends will be shocked when being there!

Updating tag...

Welcome to South Somerset (even though Longleat is in Wiltshire)

Updating tag...

Going for a prom

I’m glad to be a friend of ur and to others I will put your detail here soon. And Majdi, (my best friend in Malaysia) stop making rumours!

His video:

Unveil the Secret

2009-04-29T23:50:00.000-07:00

Thanks Andyboystudent for listening to me. Here I write more details of the incident.

It was a few days after our junior’s enrolment day. As usually, I was one of the persons who joined a simple ceremony before sleeping, reading Suroh Al-Mulk.

My comrade, on a spur of the moment, arose, aggressively, forcing those who we’re not garbing sarong ( a traditional attire) in praying to stand up right away. He did roar as a hungry lion at them ruthlessly, I guess.

A boy at my front whispered at me, ‘Nobody tells us yet to wear it! Why shall I be blamed?’
Instantaneously, I responded, ‘If you are true, need not to do that.’

My comrade at front went on with his talk and me, as usually, at back, attacking him silently with my bosom buddy (best friend). I rebutted him three matters which led me to the banishment  as there was a person reported to another person who was in charge in that matter. When all of lads of my batch we called for a weekly meeting, a person brought up this case and he attacked me (without saying my name) generally. At first, I did not realize that was me as they changed the things I rebutted before. Nearly all!

Days by days passed and the slander flew out over the school and the banishment started on me. Some looked at me as a murderer and when I passed them, they gossiped me. Seriously, I never minded them all. My principle is simple. If I think that’s amiss (wrong), I will say it's amiss (wrong). I still remembered, I nearly to rebut my principal’s words but lucky me, my mates were there.

My best friends, Majdi, Syamil and Sufri always pacified (calm down) me to be strong as they sympathised me.

I learnt a lot from the banishment. It made me to be prepared in a new place as my target is to study at your motherland (UK). Though till to the end of the year they showed their abhorrence (hatred), I never prayed bad thing for them. And you are right Andyboystudent, we must be valiant to say What do We Want to. Today, the secret is unveiled!

Miss You All Mates!!!

2009-04-28T23:55:00.000-07:00

Basically, I pray you all will fly to your destination abroad to pursue your study. To relate with the issue today, let me say that I miss you all especially ex-Kisasians!! Although we are still in Malaysia, it seems we live in different worlds as difficult to utter hai and chatter with each other.. I just can’t figure out how do I’ll feel or we’ll feel when we are located far in distances all over the globe from the west to the east as I have experienced it !!!
Since the time is dissimilar from one whereabouts to other, it minimizes the possibility we can chat or making a live conference like before.
What do I can voice up here, always update your blog so we can hear some news from you guys! Make Saturday or Sunday as you time to hunt for your mates!!

And for you Daniel, Lewis, Jonny, Rassia, L, D and few more (since I’m still in Malaysia), I hope we still can get chance to talk as what we did before. Miss u all a lot!

My Graduation Day

2009-04-24T19:41:00.000-07:00

It was never was in my thought to put on a robe in getting certificate for my excellent achievement for my SPM in an official ceremony, but I did that yesterday, 23 April, which will be always alive in my mind until my last breath. I was there, in my college, gathered with all my fellow friends who also obtained excellent result. Some were already wearing the robes and some were just holding it. The waves of excitement can be felt not only us but all of our juniors there from our broad smile and story after along time we hadn't met. Every minute, I snapped candid pictures of comrades in their different styles. There was one who imitated Harry Potter in his robe. lol.

What do I want to say here, this day will always inspire me to run faster in gaining next success. To all my friends who didnt get excellent result, remember, dont repeat the mistake done before and take this ceremony as a catalyst to you to step forward again to your target and we can meet you all in our next graduation day.

And you all form 5 students, my juniors, and also my younger brothers. Take this word as a challenge. Can you wear this green robe next year? Can you? Prove to all people around you that you can do it and the above of all, make your father and mother to be happy with you guys! I will always pray for you...

For more pictures click here (MORE PIC S)

Inspiring Juniors

2009-04-23T23:54:00.000-07:00

Nearly a month we hadn't met, it had caused 23 April 2009 will be the day that we were waiting for to meet again. 23 April was the graduation day for our my school (Islamic College of Sultan Alam Shah). Since I had to go to journey about 5 hours from home to school, I decided to come early Tuesday morning. I met some mates there and we agreed to seek for our teachers who did drive us to our achivement in SPM (Malaysia Education Certificate). At last, without expecting anything more than saying thanks to them, we were invited by Puan Norizan to give speech to our juniors of her classes, so they will be more motivated to sit their examination.

The moderator was Luqman (11 A's)

The speakers were Baihaqi (11A's 1), Naufal (12 A's 1), Che (11 A's 1), Syamil (11 A's), Wawan (11 A's) and me (11 A's) as well .

Baihaqi was sharing his experience in a camp in class 501.

My mates at the end of the forum in class 501 (form left Luqman, Wawan, Syamil, Naufal, Che and Baihaqi)

Here we were in class 509. The focus of our talk was to mould thier confidence in SPM. The reason is they are always thinking that they are in the last class, so they are not putting thier confidence enough to face thier examination. Actually, some students were always gaining excellent result all A 1, including GCE-O from this class.

My secret is simple: in achieving success, putting effort is crucial. It will lead us to success.However, What can I conclude from the talks of my successful comrades is our effort is crucial in obtaining our target!!!

MY NEXT MOVE IN EDUCATION ARENA

2009-04-20T02:06:00.000-07:00

Just days after the announcement of SPM( Malaysia Education Certificate) result until yesterday, I accepted nearly 10 offers to pursue my study to the next level. Although so, I declined them, all. The first reason is all the institutions are private colleges and universities. Besides that, their offers are not attractive at all.

With my quite excellent result, I dream to study abroad and the destination is UK for aerospace engineering course. That's my vision. The chosen university is Liverpool University which is one of the best universities in UK in aerospace engineering course. People may ask me why must UK? As Russia is the better place to study at for this engineering. My answer is simple. If all people lead their way to Russia, one day we will face a problem; concentration of Russia technology. It causes aerospace industry will expand slow. Instead of that, people who further their study for medic still go to unpopular countries rather than the popular one. So, study place is not a matter.
I went to Mara for an interview and I believe my chance is high to grab the scholarship.

Before waiting for the result for the scholarship, I will drag myself to matrix first. While having nothing to learn about, here is the best place for me to meet lecturers. So, I can widen my frontier of knowledge, the bigger my brain will be.. (lol)

Thank You Mates

2009-04-18T05:09:00.000-07:00

At last, all of my interviews were over and I did pretty great. And Thank you mates as you all did lend me a hand, although you will say 'I had never done it'. As a person who experienced it, I could see the changes that you brought into my life. Through our chats, I now can think in English better. The funniest one was I dreamt a few times in English, the subtitles was Malay Language but I never read it..lol... I never experience it before. And of course I gained a lot of things when making live conversation with you, besides learning new accent as well.

Now, I just have to wait for the result, Mara and Petronas scholarship. Actually I got some offers, more than 6 offers i guess, but i decline them all. Pray that I can pursue my study in UK.

UTP Is A Heaven

2009-04-12T10:41:00.000-07:00

I just returned form UTP, Petronas Technology University for Petronas interview. It's absolutely awesome and i had never expected to see the too artistic buildings which most are made up glass. The most impressive one is the library which is named as Information Resourse Centre (IRC). Have you ever imagined a book shelf which is higher than 2 metres? This you still can imagine but how if you a book shelf which is higher than 10 metres? And not one is there but more than 40! Can you imagine that? I was startled when looked at this library from outside and when getting inside lucky I was not faint. Its better I you have your own time with this video. Its is a Heaven.. chancellor.

Dan The Man Duke

2009-04-08T17:18:00.000-07:00

It was a great evening, not because I got 1000 pounds from dad or what, but I spend nearly an hour chatting with DANIEL, a British.

I realised that he's a kind boy, just 15, but too friendly. We got a lot of things in common that we never expect. He has brown eyes but mine are dark brown. He loves creating pics and me too. The most unexpected one is his birthday is 4th of Jan and mine is too. I'm not kidding mate!

The day was greater when we spend another hour, in Malaysia was 9.00 pm but in London was afternoon but not sure the time, talking. He taught me Bri accent and I taught him Malay Language. His pronunciation in Malay Language is great for a beginner. And he is a fast learner.

He asked my favor to create his own twin. Here is the pic (Daniel and Dean).

AM I TWIN???

2009-04-08T16:48:00.000-07:00

This is the picture of me and .....

Guess which one is me? Hahaha
Both your answers are correct. You know, I'm quite a creative person. I use software: micromedia firework 7 to create graphics. If want to see my twin more, you can ask me through email. If you leave your quest here is ok too. lol. And if you too want to have a twin. Leave your request here. I will get you soon. (better email me)

* Both persons are me! I've no twin at all. Hahaha

Learnt Chinese

2009-04-08T16:08:00.000-07:00

You might still remember my friend L(俊伟), a Chinese. I got a simple lesson from him but worth. I never dream that I will learn Chinese yet he was my teacher in that day.

My lesson (just learnt number):
1=一 2 = 二 3= 三 4=四 5 =五 6 =六 7 =七

He called me and teach me all these... Luckly I still remember all this because he is a great teacher.

* That's why I love making friend...

Happy But Guilty

2009-04-07T15:57:00.000-07:00

Last evening I got a message from a weird no, 666777. After reading it, I knew its form Petronas, the biggest oil firm in Malaysia. I surfed the website given and felt shocked as I was the lucky one as was shortlisted for its interview. It is a 2-days camp in UTP, University Teknologi Petronas ( Petronas University Technology, the most advance U in Malaysia ), from 11 April till 12 Arpil, so I can't be online in these days. Sorry to you all guys. Athough I felt sad but happy for this chance to attend this interview.

Petronas Twin Towers. (It's too high into the sky. I've been there few times.)

This whole day I felt very guilty, because I've told lie (one only) to SLIPPERY. It was not a big lie, I just said I've a webcam although I have bought yet.

Sorry SLIPPERY,

never meant so. Whole day I felt guilty and even quite difficult to close eyes. Hope he can forgive.

Last night, I got more few friends. The most interesting part was I got my first Italian friend, 38, PETER. His English command is great. We chatted till late morning, 1.30 am Malaysia. I send him my essays. Hope he read. Then I slept.

An Early Wake

2009-04-07T02:00:00.000-07:00

Its 6.15 am. I woke up because I had promised to a Fresco man to have a talk with me, instead he was not online, but SLIPPERY was.

We chatted a lot and I got reading his behavior. He is kind. Too kind. Not easy get a friend as him. He is a British and comes from a rich family. He is also good in giving response. His appearance dragged my thought to my old friend, in last 6 years. Then I never met him again. Tx SLIPPERY.

Then I found again Andystudentboy in friendly room, a chatter box that we always meet. He is cool too. We shared a lot about colours.
He loved orange but I preferred blue.

Suddenly, I got a message. Somebody added me in my yahoo messenger. Who was that? Question stormed in my thought. Oooooooooooooo! The Chinese, L. We chatted a lot and i send my picture to him my pic.

20's, my new great fellow, Liam got a daughter. I asked her daughter's name. Guess what? Courtney. For me, as Malaysian, it sounds great. Courtney will be the bright shinnig sun in Liam's life.

I just learnt a new animal. Not cow (I know that), not sheep. Closed... Lamb.. Lewis told me that and showed me a pic. Its cool.. Any way I like his eyes.
His are , his eyes are blue
but mine is dark brown only a few Malaysians have it. Most are black. LOL......

My Dedication

2009-04-06T23:06:00.000-07:00

Hi...... My name is Syafiqq1991(nickname actually.) This is my dedication to all my friends all over the world... I got idea to create this DEDICATION after meeting a British on net. He is

SLIPPERY (nickname)

He is an awesome mate.
Hope you all my friends can follow me up here. I will tell my life here.. Hopefully can update often.

P/s: Slippery you cheered up my life back after losing my best friend