Sunday, 28 June 2015
Hoi Assalamualaikum! ♥
How's your Ramadhan? Hopefully semuanya bagus-bagus aja deh. :)
Cuti tiga bulan ni baru berlalu dalam lebih kurang sebulan. Time really flies that fast, eh?
I need a time machine to go back and correct my flaws and mistakes. They're overflowing and I need to cover or get over them by improvement a lot more than them.
Dah jangan nak kritik manusia lain macam kau tu keturunan malaikat yang imannya konsisten.
Biasa, cuti ni banyak melirik mata pada post-post di FB. Selain mencari/mencuri resepi masakan atau kuih, banyak jugaklah baca post di IIUM Confession page.
Banyak sangat ragam manusia. Pernah aku tanya seorang sister, "akak follow tak page IIUM Confession tu?"
"hah? ahh tak follow tapi baca la kalau ada kawan-kawan share tu"
"hmm tak payah la kak, banyak yang merepek je"
Merepek ke? Kadang-kadang~
But most of it are as the page's name, C O N F E S S I O N. kadang-kadang terlalu jujur. Kadang-kadang terlalu menyentuh. Kadang-kadang rasa macam "kau dah kenapa. common sense lah".
To me, that page is good for someone to #syukurselalu . But not that good for someone who like to ignore what's happening to the others. Yelah, kalau in real world pun dia ignore, inikan alam maya yang kita tak nampak pun siapa-siapa.
Kenapa kena syukur selalu?
1. ada orang confess kena ejek dari kecik sebab obese, gelap, tak cantik.. Orang bertubuh molek, cantik, cerah akan kata "jangan endahkan kata orang. Jadilah diri sendiri."
Dia tak pernah rasa dicaci dari kecil. Allah mudahkan dia dengan kemolekan dirinya. Kita? Ambil iktibar, jangan ringan saja mulut menghina dia. Mungkin pahala amalannya juga se'obese' dirinya sedangkan pahala amalan kita se'skinny' tubuh kita. Malu.
2. ada orang confess suami nya begini, suami begitu. Ada juga berkongsi tatacara isterinya di sini di situ. mohon pencerahan si pembaca. Orang bujang berkata "bro, kau ketua keluarga bro". atau "sister, confront elok-elok dengan suami. Benda boleh settle"
Dia diuji dengan pasangannya. Yang bujang diuji dengan penangguhan takdirnya. Kita? Ambil pengajaran. Berdoa tanpa putus agar diri tidak menjadi pasangan yang menguji suami/isteri dan dikurniakan pasangan yang serba sempurna di mata Allah.
3. Orang yang terlalu jujur. Kisah terlanjur, LGBT, ex-pencuri and etc. Orang yang BUKAN, at first bila baca confession kalau tak semua pun pasti segelintirnya ada terlintas "bapak ahh. berani gila. ada jugak orang nak buat begini begitu"
Dia berani mengaku kesalahannya. (most yang confess menyatakan hasrat mahu kembali ke pangkal jalan). Kita?
Mengaku bersalah pada Allah. Menyesal. Bertaubat semahu-mahunya kepada Allah. Ingat, kita nampak nobel di mata manusia kerana Allah sorok aib kita.
There's always a room for improvement. kalau takde room pun cari lah ceruk mana-mana. Whether hang nak atau dak ja.
Friday, 19 June 2015
Assalamualaikum. hi ! ♥
I'm deviating from the actual hashtag (#akifamani) because I'm gonna write about amani and me, not amani and akif. wekk :P
Finally! My beloved Winning Eleven batch mates are gonna tie the knot. That is why the hashtag is there. But Akif is not so 'beloved' la. Amani jek. hehe
And I'm one of their friends that lompat-lompat plus jerit-jerit excited once I knew about their plan of getting married by this August. Gila tak heksaited? hoho
We first met in our dorm. She's the only Form 4 left in that dorm since all Form 4 students are allowed to BBM on that week. There was cricket interSBP (aku lupe apa term dia dowh) match being held in the school.
All new intake students were also went back home after registration since their houses are mainly near the school. Dekat la nak compare dengan negeri lain, still Selangor~
So I stayed there for a week with full of crybaby mood.
Tengok orang main kriket pun air mata meleleh. tolong ahh dibb.... buat segan je ><
When the boys cheered "support the bats man guys..." . A boy ran and switched with another boy along the straight path after the ball was hit and that's how cricket is played. I don't even know what that was all about. All I know that time was I wanna go home and cling with my mom. lulz.
Back in school life, Amani is a mature girl. She's the one who cheered me up and we make friend so fast and easy. She can be relied on. She's a PRS (peers) and being picked as PKR (Penolong Ketua Rumah) to work with Bidin when we were in senior year. Sangat-sangat responsible, humble and sempoi.
Now, degree life. When I went to Gombak, I slept in her room twice. Yelah, pergi Gombak pun twice. haha
She's simple, focus and easy going. In her locker, there's only a baby powder, a mirror and a comb yet she dressed modestly and looking so fine without many stuffs a woman would have. In contrast with my locker. I have baby powder, comb, mirror, toner, moisturizer, serum, foundation cream, eyeliner, lip balm/lipstick and etc. Tapi ceq malaih nak pakai. I just wear 'em if there's occasions so the stuffs last for months. hohoho
So you can imagine how simple Capoi is. [Akif called her that they told me] -source: WeSisters
To be fair, hiks cause their day will come soon. :)
The other WeSisters told that they've been "psycho-ing" Amani and Akif since Form 2 . Ini kata mereka. hiks
Maka masinlah mulut-mulut yang psycho mereka itu setelah mereka akhirnya bertemu jodoh di usia 21 tahun. hahah
I believe they both take care of their sacred relationship before the akad. Less of contact, never date berdua, kalau berjumpa sama ada di rumah parents Akif bersama ibu ayahnya atau bersama kawan-kawan WE yang lain yang mungkin muat satu bas. haha
Akif told his mother about his intention towards Amani and Amani told me that Akif's mum really like her. Haihh untungnya!
Tiadalah yang lebih melegakan dalam suatu hubungan melainkan restu dan redha ibu bapa kedua-duanya.
Sincerely, I admire their love story. Hmm tapi bukan part annoying Akif tu. haha
Its never too young of getting married if you're ready of taking those massive responsibilities of marriage. Really, fulfilling half of the deen is so simple only by the lafaz of akad but you need to adhere to the responsibilities and amanah given to both of you till the very end.
Berat, tapi bila dipikul bersama ia menjadi mudah bila di-add on dengan ilmu agama, rumah tangga, dan ilmu lain inclusively duniawi and ukhrawi.
Akif, jaga Amani elok2. I know you will. Amani je yang tahan dengan perangai annoying kau. haha takdelah, Akif is a good man deep inside. I know. We all know. :)
Amani, have a happy married life and a lovely wife to Akif. InsyaAllah doa-doa kami will always be with you gaiss..
Moga Allah mudahkan urusan korang~
Makcik Adib dan makcik2 pakcik2 WE. (penuh makna kalau kau faham. BHAHAH)
Friday, 12 June 2015
Assalamualaikum, hey! ☃
Here's another snippet about my school memories throwback. heee ^^
I was a member of Merah Dua (Ruby 2). Our dorm is at the first floor. All forms are there in the same room. Be it juniors or seniors, 16 people.
During my time, there were four Form 5 seniors; Kak Kim, Kak Aimi, Kak Fizah and Kak Izni.
Wallahi, their characters are very different to one another. haha
Then Form 4 students are the majority.
Khadijah, Farah, Asiyyah, Iggy, Amani and me. They're five sweetest girls I've ever met.
Amani, Asiyyah and me are in IIUM now, Iggy is studying law in UiTM, Dijah is gonna be a physician and she's in UM while Farah's gonna be Malaysian Arabic expert in future from Kolej Islam. insyaAllah~
They are very nice, smart and helpful. Me is not. haha
I was a total rebellion. 2 weeks after the intake, we're approved to BBM (balik bermalam). So I went home.
The day that we're supposed to be back in hostel is always be the hated Sunday. I secretly brought my cellphone.
My mum knows nothing about this but they say "Mum has the next sense, the mum's instinct". She smelled my naughty action.
"Mi bawak phone eh?" she whispered to me when we're at the bench in front of Asrama Puteri.
"hhhhh?!. heee haa'ah ma." I chuckled and tell her the truth right away. I can't hide anything from her.
"okay. nanti apa-apa kita mesej". see, that's why I have nothing to hide with my mama.
Since that day, I brought the forbidden item to hostel and of course, school. hoho jahat kan aku?
charge battery sorok-sorok. Gunakan tudung labuh sebagai shield.
Astaghfirullah, tapi itu lah cerita yang aku boleh share dengan cucu-cucu aku nanti yang maybe diorang akan cakap "eh opah, sekarang memang dah boleh bawak gadgets pergi sekolah lah opahhh..".
anyway anyhow, don't be like your opah nanti. Obey the rules! bhahaha
Sepanjang Form 4 tu, tak pernah kantoi masa spotcheck. tak pernah kantoi dengan exco mahupun warden. Tapi wallahi, masa tu handphone hanya guna untuk call mak ayah je bila public phone yang guna iTalk tu ramai, beratur, tak sempat chop "after". haha
Haa that one night, I was lying on the upper bed of the double decker bed near the door. Lights off.
No warden but seniors were walking here and there looking for places to stay up.
My phone was lighted, and it can be seen under the blanket. Suddenly a voice came from outside of the window and it startled me, "weh, nampak ahh. cover sikit."
She's Kak Hawa. haha
As I said in previous entry, the existing students hardly acknowledged our existence. haha
Tambah-tambah seniors yang ada geng-geng ni. Lagilah tak ambik port dengan budak-budak baru.
Lepas kejadian sapaan dari Kak Hawa tu, I was a bit cuak. yelah, bukan tahu siapa balaci siapa taiko asrama lagi masa tu kan. budak baru. hoho
Then tomorrow morning when I was in the toilet waiting for my turn to bathe, Kak Hawa teased me "kau ade bawak charger tak?" haha. oh well.
Okay aku takkan berjaya undercover macam ni without supportive dorm mates. Maybe ada yang tahu, tapi pejam-pejam mata. Tapi boleh jadi ada jugak yang tak tahu.
Masa mula-mula masuk, aku paling rapat dengan Iggy dalam dorm. She's my pillow talk partner.
Share everything. Life before Sepintar, life in Sepintar, macam-macam lagi pillow talk.
One thing I can say about pillow talk - I can hardly remember what we're talking about and ended up forgetting about all the secrets told that night.
She said we both influenced one another. Bawak phone sorok-sorok. Ada lah benda lain yang rebel but I can't recall. hiks.
Okay long enough for now.
Secrets are told, but not all. Next entry shall we? actually tak tahu apa lagi nak cerita. haha
Thursday, 11 June 2015
Assalamualaikum. hi ♥
Ramadhan will be here soon insyaAllah in just few more days.
Keep on praying so that Allah will permit us to enjoy Ramadhan as well as Syawal. :)
I wanna share about my Ramadhan last time when I was in school (and after school life). heeeshh tak habis lagi throwback, belum2.
Ramadhan tiba Ramadhan tiba..
Marhaban yaaa Ramadhan marhaban yaa Ramadhan..
-sang by my colleague named Echa-(and this song is really contagious! you may end up humming it though its over yesterday or day before yesterday)
Okay I cakap Melayu je since malam ni I malas nak translate my thoughts into English. hoho
Masa sekolah dulu-dulu kan..
Bulan Ramadhan ialah bulan yang paling best. Sebab?
Sebab best. haha
Awal Ramadhan semua semangat pergi DM (dewan makan) untuk sahur.
Tengah Ramdhan setengah orang dah malas nak siap pergi DM. Ada juga yang malas bangun sahur terus. bagus.
Selalunya dalam dorm tu I'm the one who got up for sahur, sebab memang tak boleh kalau tak sahur. Makan lah kurma tengah-tengah dorm dengan teman, Asiyyah biasanya. Yang lain sayang tidur sikit. heee :P
Akhir-akhir Ramadhan pun sama je. Semangat nak cuti raya pun bermula!
Masa nak berbuka, kami akan gather dekat Masjid Al-Qadisiah. Penuh kelompok-kelompok, bulatan-bulatan keluarga satu dorm dekat perkarangan masjid tunggu azan Maghrib.
Sebelum tu, beberapa orang yang in charge untuk ambil kurma dan air kotak untuk berbuka dah ke DM untuk ambil for the part of other members of the dorm.
Seronok sangat tunggu azan sambil borak-borak dengan kakak-kakak dorm, adik-adik dorm. Ukhuwah kuat sangat antara adik-beradik lain ibu lain ayah ni. hiks ^.<
Bila mula je laungan azan, usai doa, time to makan!
Kami akan berbuka dengan tamar, and once finished Maghrib prayer baru kami ke DM untuk makan makanan berat. Tempat makan dalam DM pun according to dorm.
tarawikh sama-sama. moreh sama-sama walaupun itu supper je. haha
In 2013, masa ni kami semua dah enrolled dalam university or matriculation or in general dah dalam foundation program.
So our batch mates, together with super seniors (I tak ingat la batch mana tapi memang dah jauh sangat lah senior nye) planned to have 2 days 1 night to spend dekat sekolah masa bulan Ramadhan.
WeSisters (the sisters of WE), dapat tidur dalam rumah warden. Ada juga yang tidur dalam bilik tv, konon nak trigger nostalgia tu balik. hihi
Semua happy sebab dapat jumpa balik, jumpa dekat sekolah pulak tu.
Masing-masing teringat segala kenakalan, pengalaman and kemanisan hidup as a student masa tu.
And pagi tu, kami ambil kesempatan untuk bersahur sama-sama dekat DM. kau hade?
In 2014 pulak, ramai yang dah fly. Dah kurang mastermind yang nak plan activity batch sama-sama. dah masuk degree, dah mula busy. Jadi Ramadhan tahun tu kami dapat buat mass gathering dekat Kampung Baru KL. Iftar sama-sama.
I remember Atin and I took a trip by train sampai KL Sentral untuk pergi event tu. haha semangat lah ofkoz! Ada banner bagai.
Malam tu WeSisters tidur rumah Aley ramai-ramai. Masing-masing punya energy dah worn out. Gossip pun ala kadar je kan. Tahu-tahu dah lena.
Esok paginya mak Aley kejut bangun sahur.
Berkat tau makan sahur ramai-ramai. Share lauk, share air teh O.
Allah, pengalaman sebegitu.. :')
Tahun ni (2015), masih belum ada ura-ura batch event in Ramadhan lagi at the moment. haha
Maybe sebab kita ada event yang lebih besarrrr? haha We'll see in sya Allah.
Wednesday, 10 June 2015
Hi. I promised myself to write about my life in school previously in my Instagram since one of my friend did uploaded a picture of our school with her so nostalgic yet memorable caption.
We are having a bit different experience and history there because I'm a new intake who was registered into that school when I was in Form 4 and she is the existing student.
So here's my part of throwback memories.
I was a second intake student. When it was our time of orientation, we were only about 20 students plus. I remember the peers in charge of our sort of mini orientation which are Brother Sufian and Kak Aisyah. They're the PRS (Pembimbing Rakan Sebaya) who are very responsible and kind. Heee ^^
I was alone back then. I know no one. I was so pathetic, yes I am.
My tudung was like too kebelakang and I dressed like a not-yet-having-puberty naive girl. Selekeh and seleybet I may say. hoho
Me, back then. LOL.
Then, the orientation is over. I was fighting with myself so hard. I cried for almost one week! homesick.
I recovered when I first enter the classroom, 4 Jannatul Adnin. The class is full of different,colourful, cheerful, and distinctive personalities of people. haha
They were loud, full of attitude and some kind of budak-bandar type of teens. Yelah, I came from a kampung school.
They had me introduced myself.
I said "Adib". Adib Aimi.
at first they were like "woahh.. sama gila!"
I was clueless. Like apebenda yang sama?
Then few weeks later when I have the courage to talk and blend and mingle with them boys and girls, they told me that "Dib, suara kau sama gila dengan suara Ustazah Rahilla"
Ustazah Rahilla mana pulak..?
It took me about 3 to 4 weeks for me to get myself prepared and stable in hostel life.
I thought it was only me who has the problem of adapting myself but there's one girl whom I met during my orientation days. We thought that we were on the same boat.
She's Syakira, and we call her syark. She's kinda adorable in her own way. She's a bit chubby back then but trust me now she's so gorgeous, curvy and perfectly shaped! [share la macammana you work out]
She said to me "Dib, kau taknak balik ke? Kau boleh hidup ke kat sini? Aku rasa macam nak balik je dowhh"
And I was like "hah? eh jangan cakap nak balik terus syark? kite try dulu few more weeks kayh?"
And there we are, staying till the very last moment of SPM candidates at the same school that we're trying to leave previously. hahaha
To syark if you're reading this; "time SPM- Aku ingat lagi masa kau masuk dorm kitorang cari makanan and at that time semua orang dah tidur tinggal aku je. I bet you didn't notice me standing like a patung tepi katil double decker tu, smiling like crazy sbb I was looking all the time dari kau and kakak masuk dorm tu sampai kau pegang a packet of food, aku tak ingat- maybe Maggi? haha. aku nak gelak but they were all sleeping. Aku minta maaf sbb berperangai macam hantu bagi korang terkejut. sorry tau! haha"
Okay back to the story. hiks ^.<
Most of the batch mates we used to call as "Form 4 lama", they were reluctant to know and mingle with us. the "Form 4 baru". haha
They thought I was weird. Tapi ada je yang friendly.
Here's another ceghita about how Miza Shazwani talked to me for the first time.
Miza : "hey Adib."
I looked at her without noticing that I was actually frowning.
Miza : kau jangan nak berkerut boleh tak?
I was shocked of how she treated me for the first time we converse. Rasa macam nak buat muka lagi annoyying. Then I looked at her again, try not to frown and smiled, I realised that I did the irony. haha
And years passed by, we are the best best friends up till now alhamdulillah.
Hah satu lagi. Miza is sitting besides Ngat in the class.
Ngat; bukan calang-calang orang boleh dia terima seadanya. lulz.
She's the one who first establishing the thought that I was weird just like the other new intakes.
So I proved her wrong. hee tolong lah Ngat, I'm not that pelik. haha
Mesti rindu nak main kening tebal aku kan? :P
I have more to be told, believe me it's more than I could type in one night.
Next post shall we?
Story Teller. 💋
Haaahh I've been neglecting the blog since finals. HOHO
Biasalah, degree life. Me as a Pharmacy students. They may say pharmacy is just a piece of cake.
You better take back your words bruhh.
You have more than hundreds of medicine to be memorised not just by the name. How it is administered, how it is metabolised, and even how they get their name!
Okay now imagine how we as Pharmacy students need to bear with the "macam-macam" nomenclature of drugs. We usually twist our tongue during the night before exam, tryna remember the drug's name. hiks ^^
Eptifibatide, Triamterene, Spironolactone, Ezetimibe, Tirofiban, Acetazolamide, Neostigmine and many more tongue twisters are there!
Telan je lah, kannn.. esok masa paper, muntahkan. ><
So the last semester I was taking 7 subjects plus 1 university required course which is Entrepreneur. They are:
1. Dosage Design 1
2. Sterilization and Aseptic Technology
3. Body System 1; Cardiovascular and Haematology
4. Body System 2: Respiratory and Urinary Systems
5. Body System 3: Musculoskeletal and Sensory Organs
6. Nutraceuticals and Cosmeceuticals
7. General Pathology
I was so kicked, bullied and sometimes killed twice by the papers.
It's not that I didn't study or what but you know, sometimes it just did not work the way we want it.
Syaiton kacau lagi satu hal. (Baca lah segala doa pelindung dalam exam hall :))
I tried to recite mathurat on my way to the exam hall when I have paper in the morning. Sambil jalan sambil baca. But most of the time I was flipping thru my notes, feeling insecure because I did not finished my reading last night.
And now I'm home. Yes, home. Family, home and 3 months of holiday. Oh God yessss, whole Ramadhan and Syawal at home insyaAllah. Alhamdulillah.
InsyaAllah, I'm planning to write as often as I could during this long holidays.
But if Allah has a better plan for me, I'll say "WHY NOT?"