HELLO

Oh!
Oh oh, oh oh oh oh…
I love to see you walk into the room
Body shining lighting up the place
And when you talk, everybody stops
Cause they know you know just what to say
And the way that you protect your friends
Baby, I respect you for that
And when you grow, you take everyone you love along
I love that you don’t fly me away
Don’t need to buy a diamond key to unlock my heart
You shelter my soul
You’re my fire when I’m cold
I want you to know

You had me at hello
Hello
Hello
You had me at hello
Hello
Hello
It was many years ago
Baby when you
Stole my cool
Cause you had me at hello
Hello
Hello, oh oh oh oh oh

I get so excited when you travel with me
Baby, while I’m on my grind
And never would I ever let my hustle
Come between me and my family time
You keep me humble out of this hype
Cause you know there’s more to life
If I need you, you will be here
You will make the sacrifice
Don’t fly me away
Don’t need to buy a diamond key to unlock my heart
You shelter my soul
You’re my fire when I’m cold
Just want you to know

You had me at hello
Hello
Hello
You had me at hello
Hello
Hello
It was many years ago
Baby when you
Stole my cool
Cause you had me at hello
Hello
Hello, oh oh oh oh oh

Gotta feel you and be near you
You’re the air that I breathe to survive
Gotta hold you, wanna show you
That without you my sun doesn’t shine
You don’t have to try so hard for me to love you
Boy, without you my life just ain’t the same
You don’t have to try so hard for me to love you
You had me at hello!

You had me at hello
Hello
Hello
You had me at hello
Hello
Hello
It was many years ago
Baby when you
Stole my cool
Cause you had me at hello
Hello
Hello, oh oh oh oh oh
It was many years ago
Baby when you
Stole my cool
You had me at hello
Hello
Hello, oh oh oh oh oh…

+ My ‘addiction’ to Beyonce’s songs…+

I DISAGREE WITH THEE…

I have no intention to comment on what I have heard and saw on the web on the issue of ‘TOMBOY PROTESTING THE FATWA COUNCIL’. Hear to this my fellow friend, to whom who says that the NATIONAL FATWA COUNCIL has done, is STUPID and a CRAP!!!

I only say this:

I AM A WOMAN, A MUSLEEM, WHICH I AM PROUD TO BE.
I AM A MALAYSIAN, WHICH ALSO I AM PROUD.
I AM PROUD TO BE COVERED FROM THE BOTTOM UP,
I AM HAPPY TO BE ‘RESTRICTED’ BY LAWS & DECISIONS,
I AM GLAD I AM A MUSLIM WHO HAS AN INSTITUTION THAT ‘SHELTER’ ME, AS A WOMAN.

NO HESITATION ON PRACTICING THE DEEN.
I DON’T FEEL THAT I AM A PUPPET OR MUPPET,

FUNNY… WHEN THE THINKING & SAYING COMES FROM MALAYSIAN SISTERS WHO I THINK IS INTELLIGENT & EDUCATED BUT AT THE SAME TIME DOESN’T UNDERSTAND WHAT THE REALITY OF HIJAB. And YES, WOMAN’S BEHAVIOUR & DRESSING WILL & CAN EFFECT THE SOCIAL MORALITY.

I am sorry my sisters I don’t have the anxiety to explain it to you.

THE UNSUNG HEROES

The Unsung Heroes… Tak silap aku nama buku. Tapi aku tak baca lagi buku ni, dan pastinya aku pun belum ada keinginan nak membacanya. HEHEHE…

Tinggalkan itu semua. Sebenarnya aku mahu berbicara tentang ‘JASA-JASA’ para pejuang yang tak didendangkan, kerjaya yang tak glamor pun TAPI secara peribadi aku sangat-sangat bangga kepada para ‘amilin’ ni – that is MAKCIK/PAKCIK/ABANG/KAKAK CLEANER. Yeah… I know the language is harsh, so that is why I prefer to refer them as the UNSUNG HEROES.

Huii… hero yang tak didendangkan dan pastinya tak dikenali. Melangit pujian tu. Cukuplah sekadar aku hargai dan berterima kasih dengan ‘JASA’ depa.

TERIMA KASIH ATAS SEGALANYA, TANPA KALIAN BETAPA TAK BERSIHNYA STUDIO DAN UTM NI.

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22 OKTOBER 2008

Berpagi-pagi di studio, menatap blog yang kosong. Nak tulis apa ya pagi ni… Semalam macam ada macam-macam perkara yang mahu dicoretkan tapi seperti kebiasaannya, kalau tak di’jot down’ kat mana-mana pasti kesudahannya LUPA.

Well, if I have the time I shall continue…

LASKAR PELANGI…

LASKAR PELANGI – NIDJI

Mimpi adalah kunci
untuk kita menaklukkan dunia
berlarilah
tanpa lelah sampai engkau
meraihnya

laskar pelangi
takkan terikat waktu
bebaskan mimpimu di angkasa
raih bintang di jiwa

menarilah dan terus tertawa
walau dunia tak seindah surga
bersukurlah pada yang kuasa
cinta kita di dunia

selamanya…

cinta kepada hidup
memberikan senyuman abadi
walau ini kadang tak adil
tapi cinta lengkapi kita

laskar pelangi
takkan terikat waktu
jangan berhenti mewarnai
jutaan mimpi di bumi

menarilah dan terus tertawa
walau dunia takseindah surga
bersukurlah pada yang kuasa
cinta kita di dunia

selamanya…

*STUDIO TAHUN 4 SBL – 1.25 ptg*

ON MY DAILY BASIS

Again, I am in the race wth time to complete my studio. Huahua… banyak nya tido sekarang. Lebih dari yang sepatutnya.

But I am still trying my best to write something in this blog though sometimes ‘AN IGNORENCE’ cannot be ignored.

Beside the issues about the delay on campus election, the race of UMNO up coming general assembly, and in today’s NST front page – Sarah Palin spectacles hits the cover (ooo… I wish I can grab a pair for myself…hehe, but Mak will not allow me.), I am really really occupied with the news of Shah Rukh Khan getting the title of ‘Datuk’. Many people are talking about the ‘generosity’ of Malacca for giving him the title and I am quite shock with that (Well, maybe I am jealous because I can’t reach that title… Yet). If Siti Nurhaliza can get the title of Datuk because of her achievement in her music / singing carrier, that I shall also can. But if the ‘dunya’ is my target than that is my ‘OBJECTIVE OF LIFE’. fame and fortune… uhhh, don’t be addicted with that.

Funny how sometimes we see that the ‘drama’ we are watching on our daily life are sometimes full of MYSTERY, SOMETIMES RIDICULOUS BUT FULL OF MEANING AND OTHER TIME IT IS FULL OF CRAP. But in the end, everything has its ‘HIKMAH’… Pursuit it. and use the aqal to think… not ting tong.

- I am aiming for the ‘MOON’, and if miss…may I hit the stars. (NO.. I HOPE I DON’T MISS) -

YANG KUTUNGGU…

As usual pagi ni aku gagahkan diri ke PSZ meneruskan perjuangan untuk menyiapkan tugasan yang tak berpenghujung… huahuahua. Aku cepatkan langkah… Lorr, awal lagi, belum pukul 8.00AM lagi. Jadi sementara menunggu PSZ buka aku lepak-lepak kan diri kat FOYER sambil-sambil menyiapkan SUDOKU yang banyak ‘rongak’ (bila lah nak jadi ‘penggiat SUDOKU yang konsisten’).

Tunggu punya tunggu akhirnya, terbuka pintu PSZ… ALHAMDULILLAH. Aku masuk dan terus ke aras 4, take the usual spot and then ‘exploring’ for the desired books. Dalam tengah sibuk-sibuk ‘usha’ buku-buku terdengar lah bual bicara tentang satu berita yang aku tunggu-tunggu sejak awal minggu ini. Aku dengar je la depa bersembang dan ‘buat ketupat’. Tapi awal-awal memang peratus jangkaan untuk ‘peristiwa’ ini berlaku adalah tinggi untuk ‘YA’.

Aku tak puas hati, terus set up laptop dan find out about the breaking news…

Ya, C.O.N.F.I.R.M Pak Lah will not defend his title’.

KUALA LUMPUR 8 Okt. – Datuk Seri Abdullah Ahmad Badawi hari ini mengumumkan bahawa beliau tidak akan mempertahankan jawatan Presiden UMNO pada pemilihan parti itu Mac tahun depan sekaligus memberi laluan kepada timbalannya, Datuk Seri Najib Tun Razak untuk mengambil alih jawatan Perdana Menteri selepas itu……

(PETIKAN UTUSAN MALAYSIA, 9 OKTOBER 2008)

Well, aku bukan lah penganalisis politik yang bertauliah mahupun ada certificate untuk megulas landskap politik Malaysia hari ini (though I am a LANDSCAPE architecture student… hehe, tak de kaitan pun).

Tunggulah 2,3 hari lagi apa yang akan terjadi dengan ‘kertertunggang-terbalikan’ politik Malaysia. Makin terbalik, atau kembali tenang / stabil TAPI macam mungkin belum boleh baik lagi jer… PESIMIS betul aku ni.

Aduhai… perutku sudah mula berkeroncong, laparnya… Mana nak cari makan kat PSZ ni. Tolong!!!

TAKDIR

Once again and again and again, I would like to indulge my day with Opick’s songs though I shall repeat it numerous time… Well, I can’t be bored of it

TAKDIR

Dihempas gelombang dilemparkan angin
Terkisah bersedih bahagia
Di indah dunia yang berakhir sunyi
Langkah kaki di dalam rencanaNya

semua berjalan dalam kehendakNya
nafas hidup cinta dan segalaNya

Dan tertakdir menjalani segala kehendakMu ya robbi
Ku berserah ku berpasrah hanya padaMu ya robbi
Dan tertakdir menjalani segala kehendakMu ya robbi
Ku berserah ku berpasrah hanya padaMu ya robbi

Bila mungkin ada luka coba tersenyumlah
Bila mungkin tawa coba bersabarlah
Karena air mata tak abadi
Akan hilang dan berganti (hilang kan berganti)

Bila mungkin hidup hampa dirasa
Mungkinkan hati merindukan Dia
karena hanya denganNya hati tenang
Damai jiwa dan raga

Dan tertakdir menjalani segala kehendakMu ya robbi
Ku berserah ku berpasrah hanya padaMu ya robbi
Dan tertakdir menjalani segala kehendakMu ya robbi
Ku berserah ku berpasrah hanya padaMu ya robbi
Hanya padaMu ya robbi

DULU, KINI & WHO EVER KNEW ABOUT THE FUTURE

Seharian aku menghabiskan masa meng-’update’ blog ku yang tersayang. Padat sungguh jadwal aku minggu ni, terutama sekali bila dah mula menyiapkan prelim masterplan. Hujung minggu ni dah nak raya… Wah, cepatnya roda masa berputar. Mencabarnya nak stay in a focus mind while not thinking about mak, abah and rumah.huhuhu…

Dan betapa aku tak pernah terbayangkan untuk menghadapi ’ujian’ kepayahan dan kesibukan menyiapkan assignment dan projek yang tahapnya ’segenting’ ini dalam kehidupan aku. Really… tak tipu.

Masa aku sekolah tadika, the hardest homework assign by my teacher is colouring and making sentences. Wahh…how I feel so ‘MENYAMPAH’ that time and discourage, haiii… kecik-kecik lagi dah ada perasaan macamtu. Well nak buat macamana if your life business is about playing and watching television, a HOMEWORK is an element that HINDERS your time to play and do fun things…Then come to primary school I feel that English and Mathematic was like ‘hell’. Especially when you are force to ‘hafaz’ the SIFIR and spell CHOCOLATE for your test (bukan eja tu je tapi itu adalah sebagai perumpaan, sebab pada aku masa tu ayat yang paling complicated nak eja adalah chocolate… Makan OK, tang nak eja tu yang celaru sikit). I was so afraid to be scolded, first by abah and second by my Mathematic teacher at that time, and as a resort I come up with many tactics to cheat when Mathematic period comes. It so painful to be beaten by a wooden ruler for failing to recite the sifir. Other than that, I was also not confident with my Al-Quran recitation and my Tajwid. What a challenge at a fragile age… Poor me… thehehe

Come to secondary school, from Form 1 until 3 my nightmare was again…Mathematics. I really don’t know what is the source of my ‘phobia’ towards this subject. No…not because of the teachers, or what… It is me actually. But Alhamdulillah, I pass PMR with flying colours and I got a B for my Mathematic. Ahha… Technic school was the best ‘season’ of my life. Staying in boarding school with friends really encourage us to study as hard as possible, and yes at this stage again I have the ’subject phobia’… and that was Physic, Add Math, Chemistry and Civil Engineering. The subject increases. Wahh, only ALLAH know how I struggle to do additional exercise to improve everything. But maybe I haven’t done enough exercises. But again, ALHAMDULILLAH I pass my SPM with half flying colours…hehehe. Pleased to be accepted to KUiTTHO to further my tertiary education, Diploma in Civil Engineering Technology. To my surprise the Mathematics syllabus at this stage was a bit easy but still I couldn’t do well and at one point I got a C for it.

Emm…what can I say more, that is the fact of life. The more you learn the harder it get to pursuit something but…the sweeter it gets to be and also THE MORAL OF THE STORY -  try not to be discouraged easily because God also told us that the road to JANNAH is not as easy as what you think. It is hard, rocky and it is not comfortable. So be open hearted to struggle in what you do, because the most important thing is the EFFORT not the OUTCOME.

I rest my case.

JUST A MOMENT OF RELAXATION

LOVE SONG

Head under water
And they tell me to breathe easy for a while
The breathing gets harder, even I know that
You made room for me but it’s too soon to see
If I’m happy in your hands

I’m unusually hard to hold on to
Blank stares at blank pages
No easy way to say this
You mean well, but you make this hard on me
I’m not gonna write you a love song
’cause you asked for it
’cause you need one, you see

I’m not gonna write you a love song
’cause you tell me it’s
Make or break in this
If you’re on your way
I’m not gonna write you to stay
If all you have is leaving I’m gonna need a better
Reason to write you a love song today

I learned the hard way
That they all say things you want to hear
And my heavy heart sinks deep down under you and
Your twisted words,
Your help just hurts
You are not what I thought you were
Hello to high and dry
Convinced me to please you
Made me think that I need this too
I’m trying to let you hear me as I am

I’m not gonna write you a love song
’cause you asked for it
’cause you need one, you see
I’m not gonna write you a love song
’cause you tell me it’s
Make or break in this
If you’re on your way
I’m not gonna write you to stay
If all you have is leaving I’m gonna need a better
Reason to write you a love song today

Promise me that you’ll leave the light on
To help me see with daylight, my guide, gone
’cause I believe there’s a way you can love me
Because I say
I won’t write you a love song
’cause you asked for it
’cause you need one, you see

I’m not gonna write you a love song
’cause you tell me it’s make or break in this
Is that why you wanted a love song
’cause you asked for it
’cause you need one, you see
I’m not gonna write you a love song
’cause you tell me it’s make or break in this
If you’re on your way
I’m not gonna write you to stay
If your heart is nowhere in it
I don’t want it for a minute
Babe, I’ll walk the seven seas when I believe that
There’s a reason to
Write you a love song today

Emm… Dah lama tak posting ke blog aku jadi ‘gian’ mahu menulis. 2 hari tinggalkan untuk outstation dan 2 hari lagi untuk site survey. Kosong dan sepi. Aku kot yang membuatkan blog ini kosong dan sepi. hehhe… senyum sendiri. Tapi ‘Sakit nya hati’ apabila tak da idea nak menulis. Well, jangan terkejut kalau hari ini aku nak posting banyak sekaligus.

What a maniac of words in process…