1 more day to go for the Singapore Seminar.
(gee, i’m hungry, I can’t think of what to write!!!)There’s a lot going on with this seminar but that will be compiled into one whole saga later on. (as always)

I’ve been a certified couch potato if not for the business with the Singapore Seminar which gives me something to do and the occassional dragging of my own feet just to read the pages of my many notes and readings. and oh yeah, that huge book on manual of da’wah. Come on Seri, wake up!! An aspiring dai’e should have more energy!! And re reading The Alchemist gives some inspiration and motivation for me to go on.

kinda have a few more minutes in netforce games, i’m done doing the consolidated list for participants to the singapore seminar. (getting nervous by the days. and people are getting uptight somehow and rather bossy should i say, but it’s normal. i’m used to it. hopefully the things go well and a success! Please Allah..

back in singapore, yeah.

Yey!! Semester break already aka cuti lagiiii!!!
Two things got to keep in mind during these i don’t know..10 days break:

1. SINGAPORE SEMINAR
A week’s busy preparing for this grand event. And to think that ASSIIUM is the main organizer next to MUIS, well we’re almost the backbone, MUIS the BUDGET and the BIG people, of course. May ALLAH bless this effort.

2. MIDTERM EXAMS
Three papers waiting immediately after the break.

Still there’ll be plenty of time for NEED FOR SPEED MOST WANTED!! Hehe can’t wait to race through the milestones! Time to rebel in the virtual world!!

Going back tomorrow!! I’m feeling so eager to go home, after a few weeks here. Can’t wait for bedtime stories with my Ratu. haha. Though Shasha and Aili are not going back for eidul adha!! (senang ckp raya haji)why girls, why??!! 🙂

at the same time, suddenly reminded of the friend who must already be at makkah for haj. hope that he’ll be safe there.

and i’ll be having quite a long break, even though there’s supposed to be classes on monday but good hearted lecturers cancelled them, except for one, but heck, just this once~

2006!!

I’ve wasted an hour already on the net browsing for blog skins. an hour meaning RM2 gone with the wind~ And I initially wanted to spend some time here. I already spent the day at the lab, but that was to draft out 2 letters that a certain president of a society asked me to help out, and I managed to do it within an hour, and then spent another hour looking for some articles to refer for an assignment.(Already??!! -about time to) Went back to my room, have a half hour nap, had dinner, watched tv, contemplated on some things and here I am. At last, where I belong~ whatever.

So ok, Intercultural. And you know what? The very word of it is ready to make me vomit!! Undoubted. De facto. Verbatim. Truly. I’ve had enough of interculturals!! For the time being at least~ And thankfully, it passed.

The mahallahs of the university organized this supposedly grand annual redundant event known as the InterMahallah Cultural Week 27th -29th December 2005. All mahallahs were involved and it so happened that my beloved mahallah was given the responsibility to be in charge of the Intercultural Performance Competition. It was supposed to be fun. It was fun alright but the whole work process for it was almost preposterous. The central committee were preposterous!! Not my committee. I was the programme manager for this competition and observed all those rules and procedures. I hope I was good. I didn’t ask to be the manager but the experience was worthwhile. It was an achievement that I managed to give out ideas and people believed in me and trusted me in carrying out this humongous task. And Thank ALLAH that I got through it. All those meetings, the conflicts, the attitudes from different people, the worries, the late nights. Allah knows what else. But in the end I love it all. Truly am. Even when on the night itself, the technicalities went ridiculously bonkers to the MAX!! I still love it. That I could say that was MY programme. It was sweet. That I actually made a very hardheaded person cried just by trying to clear things out and I don’t even have to raise my voice.

By the way, my mahallah’s teams, only the drama team managed to get the third place. The hosting team didn’t win for the intercultural competition which was fine by me considering the people on those team, except for the Turkish girls, were rather snobbish and thought they were damn good. Heh Serve them right!! And because of them, my committee had to scratch their candlewaxes using keys at 1 am!! The singing team was good but one of the singers was out of tune, so too bad. I dreamt of glory in this cultural week competitions, after our overall championing in Uni Sports Carnival. But I guess the pinky girls deserved it.

Now that the days had passed, as always, felt quite lost but a burden lifted off my shoulders. Busy days will come again. And let me say this, the tranquility is only for awhile.

I’m seriously going to miss these days. Sometimes, I’m almost afraid ofletting go.

Now I’m going to talk about the major character in this blog once upon a time, it’s the friend’s birthday yesterday and take it as a tribute to the friendship we once had.

Wishing the friend a happy birthday. And purposely delaying in sending a bday message to the friend even if it’s only a day. I had wanted to not even wish at all but guilty conscience overcame my bitterness, considering that I used to be the one eager to wish him, so eager in fact that I counted the days to the day. Stupid? Yes. totally stupid now that I think about it. And another reason was I was out yesterday the whole day!! (as in what’s written previously) And there’s another reason – it’s something like childishly getting back at him because he himself was late in wishing me on my birthday this year, like it doesn’t matter to me, or to him! When he used to be eager in wishing me, like the beautiful gift he gave once, or the rushing back home to long distance call me, or be the first to msg me when the clock striked 12. Honestly, I missed those friendly times. Truly. Now, it’s just like we’re almost strangers. Even when I called him during last semester break, I know I have a lot of things to talk to him but the words won’t come out. Like I don’t know him anymore. Once upon a time, everything was about me and everything was about him. Not ‘us’ definitely. There was never ‘us’ but our care and concerns were for each other. We’ve lost that connection now.

On his birthday, I’m hoping for better days for him and me, without that old me and him. And the friendship we once had will be sweet memories, that he was once the one that matters to me, he still matters to me, but it’s just not the same. I will not and cannot even imagine what will happen in the future. All I can say is, I missed the old him.
“The Reason” to this tribute~

I have no title for this entry. Because i don’t want to put in king kong because it doesn’t sound that nice and I can’t write the name because i’m shy about it, haha, and I couldn’t write the place…hmm, I suppose I could, One Utama but…I’l just leave it at that.

And actually, I’m having second thoughts whether to add in this story I’m so very eager to let out but at the same time, just totally shy about it. Totally. But other than my Ratu whom I messaged yesternight about this, there’s no one knows about what happened yesterday. I can’t actually described what I’m feeling, it’s a mixture of happiness, over the stars, guilt, uncertainty but definitely ‘can’t -believe-it happened’

But if I were to write about yesterday, it would be kind of a long story because I have NeVeR included this character in my blog before. There’s that friend who’s been the major character so far, and there’s Adit who left. I’ve known this new person for quite some time but I never talked about him here. And if I were to talk about it, people who know me, like the girls and Dyan, who reads sometimes, might be kind of shock about it. Because it’s so unlike me, I know that. But I’m so about to burst out right now!! But I guess I’m not ready yet to tell it all.

There’s only king kong as witness~

Shoutouts to them whom I call the girls : Mint, Qadar, Qzai, Shasha, Aili@Suli, Za, Wai, Aisyah Spec, K. Dewi, Far, Ilham. And last but not least : Kak Mizah!! Miss you all!!

Went back for the weekend, a decision I made impromptu. I did not plan to return Singapore, because I thought I had to attend the Global Peace Forum all three days, but I was informed later that I’m not obliged to attend the next two-days’ programme, and since my parents did urge me to come back, so it’s perfect and I was decided.

Bought a few things for the new semester, like a new bag and sandals and etc.. what I noticed later was I had chose brown-coloured items! Most of the things I bought are in brown~

No matter, what’s important was I got to go out with my family. It’s been sometime since we got to have fun together. Seeing the smiles of Ratu and Romo, and my sisters jokes and laughters. All three of us walking side by side, hmmmm, so like the Charmed sisters. hehe. Miss them all already!!

I’ve met some cool and great people during the past days and I’m still glowing from it!! What a great way to start the semester!! hehehe

First and foremost, met face to face with my old hero!! Datuk Jins Shamsudin!! My Dandan Setia!! I still could not believe that I stood in front of him, right there, just an arm’s length apart. And I forgot the world for a moment when I saw him. Still handsome with those wrinkles on his forehead. Still standing tall. I’m still dreaming of it. Ok how I got to meet him?? It’s fated. ;P
The university’s havingthis event named IPAC’05 (do I need to elaborate more? kind of lazy to explain) But anyways, all the mahallahs were invited to join this some kind of a competition. And my mahallah, with all the orange spirit went to that competition only to find out that we were the only ones who came!!! No other mahallahs sent not even one representatives. So we won without having to compete in anything. Nice luck!! Good for us. Therefore, we had to attend a great event that same night for the price giving. Me, on the other hand, went to a meeting. And just on time reached CAC Hall, a some kind of a concert going on, and who do I saw the moment I stepped into the hall, but my Dandan Setia! So when they were announcing the winners for that afternoon’s competition, I willingly and excitedly volunteered to go onstage to take the prize!! No other but Dandan Setia who’ll be giving them away!! So I was onstage, smiling at Dandan Setia, and I actually forgot that there’s a few hundred people watching me up there with Datuk Jins. What a chance of a lifetime!!! I will never forget that handsome smile.

Another encounter is getting to see Tun Dr Mahathir giving a speech live!!! I’m watching a historical almost a legend figure live onstage, not on tv screen, but him himself and I am truly awed by this brave man. Truly awed. I went to Global Peace Forum 2005 at the PWTC, KL, with more other IIUM students. The forum really opened up my eyes and I’m more aware of what is really going on in this world. What is hidden actually, from the public eye. It’s another one of a lifetime chance. I saw all these very important people from different countries, especially those from the western countries. Dr. George Gallowae, Dr Helen Caldecott, Dr Chandra Muzaffar, Francis Boyle and many others and even a German down to earth Prince. I’m fascinated with their ideas. To stop war and promote peace regardless of ends. And Tun gave the most true speech. More at the global peace site. Check it out.

And the seemingly energetic me….after a whole day at the forum, later that night went to another IPAC event with my friends!! And this time, it’s Ramli Sarip! Singapore’s Rock Guru. Me and the girls had so much fun and I think we were the most happening group of people in that whole hall!!! It doesn’t matter what other people said about us, they don’t know us and we did not disturb them (well maybe they got irritated with our shouts and applauses and whatnots), we’re just having some rare fun and it’s only for the night. And Ramli Sarip is a true rocker. There’s some amateur bands performed live that night, their music was good but no words came out of their vocalists’ mouth!! I don’t know whether it’s the mic or whether they really can’t sing. But when Ramli Sarip came out and his voice just when boom!! in the hall. He spoke so clearly and his singing was sssoooo there!! We were stunned. Now we’re actually quiet and just listening to him sang. Oh yeah!! He played his guitar! And the strings striked to my heart straight to the chord (core, actually)!!

I had so much fun within 2 days and so much experience and knowledge. I’m happy the semester started well and I hope many other happy things for the rest of the semester and new year.