last weekend was a global dedication to create an awareness on the need to save the earth. for we are on the path of destruction with global warming. live earth wanted the world to wake up and look at the reality of the earth in crisis.

why global warming? because of the increasing by the millions by the minute population, consumption are ridiculously deteriorating the earth with the amount of carbon dioxide, the amount of trees felled, the amount of rubbish the whole world are disposing. its actually a scary thought, thinking that maybe in the next generation, the world is, not on land, but on ice, or in water. just watch A.I, or the Day after Tomorrow, or sinking of japan even. and on the day that live earth concert was held in tokyo, some parts of japan were actually having a flood.

i won’t talk here on the hows to save the earth. there are websites dedicated to it. and its actually practices we already learnt in school on civics class or geography. same old same old, people. recycle paper, save water, recycle tins, less transportation, do not litter. it’s just a matter of practicing it!

well, back on live earth. the concert did create some sort of awareness, well at least with the celebrities showing ways to save the earth, saying some random facts on global warming. and more clips. while i was watching the live earth concert on tv, i was thinking, just how much electricity, energy used for the concerts? the lightings, the amps, the mikes. never mind the rest of the world watching it on tv in the comfort of our homes. 24 hours, tv watching. for the record, i didn’t watch it 24 hours. other than having the rational thinking of i did not want my parents to get the shock of high billed for electricity usage in the house at the end of the month, the concert were actually boring. other than linkin park, i don’t seem to know who’s who.japan’s rock bands are cool, though.

well the real shocker revelation: post concert, on the news, the places where the concerts were held, the floors were covered with plastic cups and rubbish!!!! HELLO PEOPLE?? YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO SAVE THE EARTH!!! NOT MAKING IT WORST!! how irresponsible can these people be??? what’s the point of being there, assuming to show their support, but littering the very minute it ended??? what’s the point people??? it really was sad!! just shows how uncaring people can be? they just don’t understand do they?

one child in one of the clips said that God will not let the earth be destroyed. well, she is just a child. and i believe in Allah’s mercy and blessings. but why were we created in the first place? yes to utilise all the resources He has created for us, endless resources* of it. but humankind were also created to administer and ‘protect’ other creations. at the pace we are consuming now, we really are just being ungratefully wasting when we can conserve**

*”And do not do mischief on the earth after it has been set in order, and invoke Him with fear and hope.

Surely Allah’s mercy is near unto the good-doers. And it is He Who sends the winds as heralds of good tidings, going before His mercy(rain). Till when they have carried a heavy-laden cloud, We drive it to a land that is dead, then We cause water to descend thereon. Then We produce every kind of fruit therewith. Similarly, We shall raise up the dead, so that you may remember and take heed.

The vegetation of a good land comes forth easily by the Permission of its Lord, and that which is bad, brings forth nothing but with difficulty. Thus do We explain variously the Ayat for a people who give thanks.” [Al-A’raf: 56-58]

**”…eat and drink but waste not by extravagance…” [Al-A’raf:31]

one word: barbaric.

well, so far, the week has been good. i did another day of relief teaching on monday, for the same classes i had the last time i did relief. even in a short time, i’m already attached to them, and i do have a sad feeling of leaving them. because i know if i did not take up this job, i will always be at hand for any relief teaching at my alma mater. and when my teachers gave a warm welcome, i felt i’m back at home, somewhere i used to belong to. and the children, they are just adorable, and they really looked up to me, to us, the seniors.

i wish i could serve more time at school, what’s with the school library needing assistance. but the much awaited call came, and i’ll be starting my first day at muis this monday! yes good people, alhamdulillah i got that job! even though it’s temporary, but i hope it will be a stepping stone for me to get to know the community and do whichever possible to make it a better place to live in. already, that is an idealistic view on life, heh. i am to prepare myself mentally this week, for the weeks to come. i know working life is not that a happy place to be in, especially when i’m in the missing-uni life- mode at the moment. i guess my rest and relax days are short -lived. but then again, i can’t just sit at home, and contribute nothing to the family income. so am going to face the challenge of being a singaporean. haha!

and dayah and mahir, please please go out with me this week!! or am afraid i’ll have no more free time~ i want to meet you girls~
and to dyan also, everytime i saw the harry potter’s trailer, i thought of you. ok, ok will contact you soon la.

off for live earth

spare a thought for our earth

short note: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY SISTER Fatimah!! Happy 17th, right?? haha, i’ve lost count your age laa. Stay smart and rock always! Am proud that you got to participate in this year’s NDP!! Love you always~

there is a new drama on tv, called stories of love. it has a different story every week without any continuation with the previous one. Well, i watched it’s pilot episode.

about a daughter aka single mother, her son and her father aka the grandfather.
apparently the single mother got a job which requires her to travel, and without anyone willing to look after her troublesome son, she had to leave him with this grandfather, who’s living in an old shophouse, a karung guni man aka used -items collector (and i don’t mean antiques) for survival. the protagonists are the boy and his grandfather.

a heartmoving story but it makes us think.

it’s how the young people of today. the 2000 generation has somehow forgets where their morality lies, confused of their priorities and an incomplete family at that.
the young single mother has apparently left her frail and sick father surviving on his own, in pursuit of her dream job, her husband is unknown (divorced? shot gun marriage? unmarried with a son? who knows? it’s sad that these are happening to the young generation, they just don’t know the meaning of marriage and family!!)

obviously, her son, rebellious, possibly for not having his father around. troublesome and simply does not listen to her and temperament. when he was in the taxi with his mother, on the way to his grandfather’s place, her mother offered to buy him things > xbox, gameboy, handphone..all those gadgets that seem to overrule our needs (trying to sooth her son with the promise of materialistic items, as if those would make things better, when were the times when children were ordered to save up their money, took it out at the end of the year, only then, will they be able to buy the toys that they desire?? when were the times when only getting good grades in exams deserve a wish fulfilled? children now just need to ask, and they will get it by the next payday. where’s the hardwork? where’s the value or the significant of having those luxuries? oh wait, it’s no more luxuries, it’s just wants!)

so the story tells of how the rude young boy treats his grandfather, his denial to respect his grandfather, and the old lady staying next door, his sarcastic remarks towards his grandfather. oh the most rude of all, he ordered his grandfather to not enter his school. what? he’s ashamed of his grandfather now??

the grandfather endured his antics and rudeness, until one day, he fell real sick, and it’s a wake up call for the boy! he did his grandfather’s routine of collecting items at back alleys and sold them in markets, even cooked for his bed ridden grandfather.

now why do we have to wait till a person drop dead to realise that they matter to us? why do we have to wait till we lost an elder, father, mother, grandfather, grandmother, to realise that we ought to take care of them?? instead of living them behind while we embark on the materialistic dream of money and all things nice and expensive? who do we think they are? some piece of rubbish, hindering our steps to glory? it’s sad how the world has turn into.

has our world turn into a heartless and meaningless dominion? children losing respect, youths forgetting their priorities, and parents unable to teach their children the essence of living, beyond materials, and the elderly? unable to do anything, except to reminisce in memories, counting days till all these end.

is this the point of no return, or are we able to relive those simple and loving times. when families is the world.

good people, being in the dean’s list does not change anything, it does mean that you are smart somehow, but it doesn’t mean those who doesn’t get it, are not in the smart list. and rushing or studying for the sake of that list only, will mean you’re doing it for name, not for the sake of the knowledge itself. and not being in it does not mean you didn’t try hard enough. i’ve known people who tried very hard and they don’t usually got good grades, but that does not mean they are failures, it just means they will value hardwork more than those who get into it without much study. what’s most important is the gift of learning. treasure that. not the cert that says you’re in the list.

i was just imagining some friends who had tried hard, though not getting much, is it fair to say they are not doing good enough? is it fair to label them? is it fair to judge them by the grades they get? or by their personality? i’ve heard various stories of people getting As in their studies, but doesn’t have much in communication skills, and lack of attitude.

it’s the reason why i never liked to compare ‘intelligence’ with others. i believe everyone has their own special way of studying and everyone is smart enough to me. who are we to judge? so what if we got As? does that make us better then them? how do we know if their hardwork are lesser than us? think about it.

my very first interview, albeit an informal one…at MUIS…how’s the feeling??
hmm….very much nervous and throughout the journey to muis, my mind was reeling with all the possible questions and how i may answer it. serious heartnerving.

my appointment was at 12.50 and i reached the place right on the dot. inquired at the reception. n i was asked to go to the 4th floor. weii, takder lift la seh.

the interview went well, i hope so. there’s two persons from th education unit who interviewed me, and they were friendly enough, asking on my educational background and my expectations. i hoped i answered well. i forgot to be nervous actually! and the whole meeting lasted only 15 minutes! they will call me this friday for the outcome. that’s another scary thought.

haha yea! my results are out! the feeling was actually more laidback, i kind of felt like whatever the results are, it’s done and i’m done with it. so despite getting a pass for the arabic subjects, which i had expected it, (i never dreamt of getting As if it’s arabic), am more receptive of it.
so yes people, i have completed my undergraduate studies! ALHAMDULILLAH!

and good people, being in the dean’s list does not change anything, it does mean that you are smart somehow, but it doesn’t mean those who doesn’t get it, are not in the smart list. and rushing or studying for the sake of that list only, will mean you’re doing it for name, not for the sake of the knowledge itself. and not being in it does not mean you didn’t try hard enough. i’ve known people who tried very hard and they don’t usually got good grades, but that does not mean they are failures, it just means they will value hardwork more than those who get into it without much study. what’s most important is the gift of learning. treasure that. not the cert that says you’re in the list.

i was just imagining some friends who had tried hard, though not getting much, is it fair to say they are not doing good enough? is it fair to label them? is it fair to judge them by the grades they get? or by their personality? i’ve heard various stories of people getting As in their studies, but doesn’t have much in communication skills, and lack of attitude.

it’s the reason why i never liked to compare ‘intelligence’ with others. i believe everyone has their own special way of studying and everyone is smart enough to me. who are we to judge? so what if we got As? does that make us better then them? how do we know if their hardwork are lesser than us? fikir2kan lah.

endnote: HAPPY 13th BIRTHDAY TO MY LITTLE BROTHER KHIDHIR, though not so little now. wow edid, you’ve just turned 13?? I LOVE YOU SO MUCH! be a good boy and be smart in your studies. i’ll always be here for you.

life for the past week, had been pretty fruitful and rather eventful and whatever-ful you might want to call it~

for the earlier part of the week and the previous weeks since i established my status as Me-who-shall-be-at-home, my days had been pretty much the same. here’s a glimpse of it:
the timetable below is applicable on days when my mother is working…when she’s home, it’ll be somehow different

10 am – usual wake up time, mandi and all, breakfast if there’s any
11 am – drama Atikah najwa at rtm1
12 pm – Martha stewart show
Now, in between these two shows, will be doing the housework which will include—-
in chronological order :
> clean the kitchen ( i will not cook if the kitchen’s dirty and grimy)
> sweep the whole house or vacuum, according to my mood, which includes the bedrooms
> mop the whole house (with cats at home, sweeping/ vacuuming and mopping is a must)
> clean up my room, the bed cluttered with teddy bears and whatnots, the dressing table cluttered with watches, rings and whatnots which belong to the three charmed sisters, the problem with the dressing table is that, it is always full of things!
> and then i will do the toilet with the pail of water i had used earlier to mop (save water!!)
> try to cook up something (though my father will soometime take this over when he’s not working)
> and in between, do the laundry if there’s any

(unlike some people who’s had the chance to go ‘london-ing’ as he put it, am chatting with this iiu-mate at the mo, and i got to admit, it’s a once in a lifetime chance!)

usually, all these will be completed by 3.00 pm, and by this time, i will have my space at my fave sofa, brothers and sisters at school and will only be back by 4pm. will have my lunch by then and then READ!!

at 4pm, will on the tv and watch whatever half-hour sitcoms on for the day Reba/ Still Standing/ that 70’s show or whatever it is
(of course, there’ll be the interval for prayers, ni paham2 sendiri lah)

then continues at 5pm with ellen degeneres show and 6pm with Tyrabanks show (I LOVE Tyra, she is one very inspiring model) and have dinner (seriously duduk kat rumah ni memang byk makan)

later at night, there’ll be the tv, i’ll watch anything interesting currently hikmah 2 is top on the list then CSI and the new Ghost Whisperer and sunday nights with Ugly Betty!! and i’ll spend my nights reading and reading or being online.

pretty much the days that i’ve dreamt of~

though surprise surprise, i got a wake up call last thursday, from my alma- mater, asking me to relief a teacher on friday. i so wasnt ready for that!!! but i accepted it though. so first time going to my alma-mater the new building~ felt quite alienated since i don’t know the whereabouts of the building, but the building’s simple actually, you won’t get lost on your first day there. you’ll easily know where the offices and the classrooms are. and the library’s a nice place (there’s vacancy for assistant librarian and am tempted to go for the job!)

i got to take over primary 5, 6 and primary 3 classes. english and science, pretty much subjects i could handle. and am just a relief, so nothing much actually, but the children are adorable!! so many questions and intelligent. i mean where were those days when students were silent as night when a teacher comes in, no questions when asked, obedient and afraid to even make one small sound. those days were extinct. the classes which i took over, i haven’t even started saying anything yet, one of them will surely have one question ready, no, eager to ask.

and there is this one student, she looks exactly, and i mean it, exactly looks like a close friend of mine, al-maarifian, Amallia. when i came into that class, and i laid eyes on this girl, she is so Amallia! believe me! the exact mould! the eyes, the nose, the spec, the way she wears her tudung, the sporty shoes, the way she looks at a person, and the way she talks!! Amal, if you’re reading this… you have got to believe me, she looks like you laa!! I wanted to take this girl’s pic but she was shy, and i couldn’t possibly force her. i almost thought that maybe you had a little sister that we did not know of, but heh, the father’s name is different and the girl denied any relationship with you. if you two were to stand side by side, people will say you both are sisters believe me. the girl was interested to know more about Amallia (apparently, teachers had noticed the resemblance and commented to her, the girl seemed familiar with Amal’s name), so i told her how Amallia was a best student, went to NUS, i remembered her as my Maths and Science- friend, a good friend all the way. I hope with her knowing this, she will take Amallia as her role model, something like a motivational boost for ther girl.

and the week has not ended yet, i had a relief ‘assignment’ at An-nahdhah on saturday, co teaching with Kak Zubed, but she did the teaching mostly. which is fine with me, i know zero about teens alive curriculum, an interesting one though. from 8am to 4pm at an-nahdhah.
and continued with dinner with hazlyn, hafid, hamirul, hamzah and hafiz to celebrate hamzah’s birthday! Hey!! I just noticed, having written their names down, their names all start with H!! hmm, so without me noticing, i went out with the H group and i’m the only Seri~ HHAHA! (if my brother followed, he’ll be Haliffi, another H, duh)
we went to seoul garden, bought hamzah a present (hugo boss lagik, mentanglah dapat *duit*) i had a good time with them. we don’t always got to go out together, so at times like these, i really appreciated their company. i really do. thank you guys!! n girl!

alas, sunday is another great day! watched TRANSFORMERS with the family minus romo (sobs–he had to work) but i have to say TRANSFORMERS is the MOVIE of the year! you have got to watch it, it’s awesomely done! shia lebauof (however you want to pronounce it) is the actor to look for! but mostly the autobots and decepticons are cool. the robotic fight scenes are heart throbbing, mind boggling, eye feasting, ear drumming awesome . the autobots are ADORABLE, if you can call robots that!! seriously, they are humanly cute and humorous + they are robots with no bones (aper yg aku merepek ni?) i mean it, they move gracefully. peeps, you got to watch transformers, never mind if you have never watched any of its animated series in your whole life before, the story is quite easy to understand. i was fortunate i had brothers who were into transformers, so i know a little bit of how it all started. to me, it’s worth the watch!

so a new week has begins… let’s see what’s in store for me……