The 'Letter'

I've done a lot of mistakes.

Mistakes that brought me miseries.

Miseries because I can't find the true Light.

The Light that will bring me to the neverending happiness.

Of course, the Light from Him.

When I hit rewind,

I could see myself trying to 'create' my own happiness.

I could see myself walking on a path that leads me to a bogus trail,

a trail that camouflage its dark destination,

a false trail that signed REAL HAPPINESS,

but actually hidden behind it is eternal despair.

Ahh I am writing in riddles.

Let me share some of my melancholic stories.

Let me share some of my,

flashbacks.

I thought I found love when I am happy.

I thought I found love when I never stop smiling.

I thought I found love when I kept glancing the sky, and never stop laughing.

I thought I found real happiness when I found the so-called love.

But apparently no.

The true happiness that I've been seeking,

not from the so-called love that I seemed to have found.

Parents, teachers, friends,

all of them had played their roles in teaching me what can be done and not do,

All of them have been spreading the message of Islam to me for the last 18 years.

I am truly grateful.

I am truly thankful.

To Him, for granting them to me.

So I could find my way to real happiness.

But somehow when my heart is darkened by guilty desires,

I could find myself trying to conceal the true acts,

by replacing it with erroneous acts.

I remember I promised myself to stop.

Promise myself to no more texting,

no more answering or returning calls,

no more unimportant YM-ing.

I remember I said,

'Enough is enough, Raihana.

You know pretty well the Laws of your God!'

I remember I was 18 in the month of March 2011.

But suddenly you turned up.

Well to be exact ofcourse I'd known you much much more earlier.

But the surrounding is different now.

Although we never call,

we never stop being supportive for each other through texting,

sometimes through chatting.

We never stop being best buds.

I remember when we never talked before.

I remember when we never become friends before.

And I also remember when all that changed.

Then pieces of puzzles seemed to form in my mind.

The puzzles of our friendship.

Later somehow I could feel the atmosphere had changed.

I don't think I like you as a friend anymore.

But more than a good friend.

There were a number of messages that we suddenly felt brave enough to ask.

Asking questions more to answer the curious hearts.

This is where everything turned out wrong.
The continuous 'keep in touch',
led to feelings that wasn't meant to be there.

I was 18 in the month of September 2011.

I was awakened.

Again.

Masha Allah.

All praise is to Him.

For still giving me the chance to stop my feet from walking on the dusty road.

The dusty road of the bogus trail, remember?

Lots and lots of voices I heard.

Voices that speak out the real truth.

The real truth of the Laws of God,

that I had put aside because of the guilty desires that I had sealed in my heart.

How can I have such friendship with a guy who is not even confirmed yet my husband?

How can I be so friendly with a guy who may be not my future husband?

How can I be happy because of a guy who is not my soul partner, yet?

The only permissible relationship that I could have with a guy whom I can get married with

is only marriage.

Everywhere I go I could hear the voice that said,

'Batasan pergaulan antara lelaki dan perempuan'

The boundaries that I should always bear in mind.

The boundaries that I must take care of and not letting it broke down apart.

When I hit pause,

I re-read my 'letter' to you.

I said we should put a limit to this.

I said we had wronged ourselves.

I said we had put aside the real truth that we had learnt before.

Both you and I are well aware of the Laws of our God.

In my heart I was questioning myself.

 How can we hoped for His help to give us success to achieve our aspirations,

when we make things not according to His ways?

 How can we achieve real happiness?

I told you my reasons.

I told you we must only possible to communicate if urgent calls turned up.

And I was grateful that you understand.

When I hit fast forward on my 'another- side- of- my-life- story tape',

I re-read your reply 'letter' to me.

You said you were glad finally I told you why recently we don't text.

You said you understand and you acknowledge that what we've done before is wrong.

You said that you were hoping for a everlasting relationship.

And I remember I smiled to that.

I'm not saying I'm only put a stop to only one guy.

I'm aware that I have got many guy friends which includes my classmates and schoolmates.

My group mates and my juniors.

I'll never stop calling you guys as friends.

But friends with a guy is unlike friends with a girl.

You don't friendly 'hey I miss you how are you',

you don't friendly high-fives,

you don't friendly kiss and hugs.

You have a boundary that shall give you true and real happiness.

The boundary that He had awarded to all of us.

Trust me, if you follow His path,

you will be granted with His Heaven.

It's also noteworthy that Heaven is our eternal place.

Eternal means forever and ever.

And the boundary,
it depends you know.
It's different if you have important things to deal with.
It's different if you want to ask about,
studies, work, projects,
any important stuff that requires you
to deal with men.
Then it is alright.
Because it's undoubtedly that sooner or later our world will be surrounded by men,
if it's not now.
Sooner or later we have to work with them.
But again,
the boundary,
take good care of it.

Allah has said in the holy Quran:

"Perempuan yang baik untuk lelaki yang baik.

Lelaki yang baik untuk perempuan baik."

Don't we want to become the good woman and the good man?

So that we could have a good partner that will bring His please?

If we want the everlasting relationship according to His wills,

so that we could last together until Jannah,

we should always, always,

bear this verse in mind.

Allah said in the Quran:

"..Boleh jadi kamu membenci sesuatu perkara, padahal ia amat baik bg kamu,

dan boleh jadi kamu menyukai sesuatu perkara, padahal ia amat buruk bg kamu.

Dan Allah Maha mengetahui sedang kamu tidak mengetahui"

(2:216)

No harm for us to change for the better.

No harm for us to improve and become as close to perfection.

When I hit stop,

I am 18 in the month of October 2011.

ps. Stop, as in stop writing this other -side -of -my -life story.

Stop as in THE END.

My Chatbox and I

Bismillah and asslamu'alaikum !

Heehee. The tittle.. hmm. Aren't you guys curious?? Well well this is an entry especially posted for you guys here, who never fail to stop making me smile after reading your comments in my new chatbox ! (bhaha, dah la baru ada chatbox :P) I really, really appreciate all of your non - stop supports for me to keep on posting new entries and try as hard as I could to entertain you guys with beneficial entries (pegh, cakap macam bg acceptance speech for an award jeh) (haha) Really, I'm honoured to have you GUESTS, who eventually still being my mysterious guests, sometimes this annoys me, I'm getting more and more curious to know, siapalah gerangan kalian. Hihi. But I bet you guys are someone I know, someone that I called as good buddies :D

Actually I decided to put a chatbox after viewing some blogs who got this shoutoutbox which I think it's quite cool. I mean, we could actually communicate and you guys who apparently a bit lazy to comment on my entry in the comment box below it could always give comments and shout outs in the chatbox. And I also could give quick responses. Anyway, I'm trying my best as I could to post interesting yet valuable entries for you guys to ponder and bear in mind. I would like to emphasize that I'm trying my best to make my blog advantageous for all of you, whether it for your additional general knowledge or as an aid for your campus aasignments and projects other than making this blog my virtual diary. Well, if last time I was quite emotional and more open to public on certain lovydovey experiences that I've gone through in my life, now I don't prefer my blog to be that way. I want my blog to be the melting pot of solutions to social problems, exchange of experiences and valuable knowledge, where we all of us could help each other to become sensible, successful and great human beings in this world.

Oh well, maybe I would still consider a number of my own personal deardiary-like stories that I could share with all of you, but not as much as I had done like last time : )

Btw, here are two songs that my GUESTS had suggested in my chatbox, I decided to post them not put them in my mixpod hihi hope you guys tak kisah. Lagu Stereo Hearts ni yeah I've listened to it before, my sister pun sibuk asyik pasang lagu ni je. And lagu Ungu - Percaya Padaku . Both of the songs are love songs. But I am moved by this Ungu song. Err, would you guys mind if I ask why'd you guys suggested these songs? Especially, this song by Ungu. Honestly, would like to hear the stories behind these songs ehe. Oh well, both are still wonderful sweet songs I must admit. Hope you guys enjoy these :D Oh fyi, I didn't put the original Gym Class Heroes ft Adam Levine vid, but someone else's cover who I think could draw all of your attentions as well .





Anymore good songs that you guys like to share? Tell me :D
Yeah, I'd prefer other meaningful songs as well.

P VS. C.I

Bismillahirrahmanirraheem , assalamualaikum peeps :D

Rise and shine people! Ehe. I am soo excited to continue to 'write' again. Last night I tried to opened the internet but somehow the network got some problem so macam tak boleh bukak tetibe (saboo je la). So now, here I am going to post an entry, an entry that I hope could add to your general knowledge; on PLAGIARISM and COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT. How far do you guys know about it?

 'Ok, so kau nak kata kau ni ada banyak ilmu pasal ni la? :P '
"Eh manadeee! Manade! Ni adalah hasil ilmu yang aku dapat from Law and Society that I learned. Okay? I don't think we covered much about this area so most probably ni cuma sedikit sebanyak yang people patut tahu. Of course, if you ada more infos or important facts that I might left out, you are please, be my guest, to add in the comment box below :D"
'Okieee :D'

Hahah. Again, 'imaginary conversation'. Dunno why I am so obsessed to do that (pa-theeee-ticcccc) - -"

Okay so we, Law students, had came across plagiarism and copyright infirngement under the sub topic : Information and Cmmunication Technology (ICT), yeahhh, inipun ada dalam Law and Soc jugak. Don't ask me why. So before I study deeper about these two, I really cannot give people the real and exact definition of plagiarism , well when you translated it to bahasa malaysia, it is still, memplagiat, doesn't really being helpful :P hihi. And I thought that plagiarism and copyright infringement carries the same meanings. Yeah, saya tahu. (Cetek gilaaa ilmu kau) (T_______T---) Actually, it isn't. That's why I put P vs. C.I because they actually have different meanings and these unethical and illegal acts have different causes.

What is PLAGIARISM?

> Using someone else's works without giving proper credits to the author / originator.
>Fail to cite adequately
>Other sources from the Internet it also meant : "The use of another's information, language or writing, when done without giving proper acknowledgement of the original sources." However the critical elements of its final part is the one thing that ties plagiarism together is going beyond merely duplicating the work, and taking the materials for your own benefit.
> Generally, it is considered to be much more morally heinous act, as it involves deception (lying to others about the origins of the work).

What is COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT?

>Using someone else's work without getting his or her permission.
>It is the unauthorised or prohibited use of works under copyright, infringing the copyright's holder's exclusive rights; such as the rights to reproduce or perform the copyrighted work. (       show one of the copyright's holder's rights. )
>Protected under Copyright (Ammendment ) Act 1987
>Other definition: "Occurs when someone other than the copyright holder copies the "expression" of a work. i.e. There are many movies about pirates but only one The Pirates of The Carribean.
>This can also occur even if someone does not copy a work exactly. i.e most easily apparent in music and art. C.I occurs if the infringing work is "substantially" (a lot) similar to the copyrighted work.
>C.I occurs when the copyright owner's rights ARE VIOLATED.

What is the COPYRIGHT HOLDER'S RIGHTS?

1) Right to Reproduce Works
- Only the copyright's holder (CH) has the right to reproduce, duplicate or transcript the work in any fixed form.

2) Right to Derivative Work
- Only the CH has the right to modify the work to create a new work.
-i.e Someone wrote a screenplay on his favourite John Grisham book or then he sold or distributed the screenplay. This is considered as C.I

3) Right to Distribution
- Only the CH has the right to distribute work to public by sale, rental, lease or lending.

4) The Public Display Right
- Only the CH has the right to show a copy of the work directly to the public by hanging up a copy of the work in public places, websites, films, etc.
- C.I occurs when someone offers a work of public display WITHOUT asking for the CH's permission and pay certain amount to do public display.

5) The Public Performance Right
- Only the CH has the right to recite, play, dance, act or show the work at a public place or transmit it to the public.


Pahe dok? Takpe2, meh sini kita bagi contoh.
Ok, so plagiarism ni kita boleh ambik contoh ni:

"Saya ni minat gila dengan blog kawan baik saya, Aimisya. Mana taknya, blog dia tu semua bagi nasihat yang sangat berguna. Siap ada ayat2 Quran dan Hadis. Huih terbaikklah. Disebabkan saya minat gila dan saya pun ada blog saya sendiri, saya nak la curi beberapa ayat2 best dia. Jadi saya ambik beberapa potongan ayat2 yang best2, saya postkan sebagai entry saya. TANPA memberi credit kepada Aimisya. Buat2, kononnya ayat2 tu memang original saya punya."

This act is absolutely wrong! Although Aimisya doesn't say 'don't take without permission', this act is considered as unethical because "..it involves deception (lying to others about the origins of the work)." and "..going beyond merely duplicating the work, and taking the materials for your own benefit." So, if you want to copy anyone's materials, GIVE CREDITS or TELL WHICH SOURCE that you obtained the materials or infos from.

Copyright Infringement boleh ambik contoh ni:

"Saya ni penyanyi. Saya minta gila dengan lagu Taylor Swift, The Story of Us. Saya nak jadikan lagu tu lagu saya. So saya ubah beberapa words from the lyrics tu then jadikan lyric lagu saya yang bertajuk : The Story of You and I. Lagu tu dah ada dipasaran, dan dapat sambutan yang menggalakkan! Lepas ni, saya nak curicuri sket lyric lagu We'll Be A Dream by We The Kings ft Demi Lovato sebab saya pun suka lagu tu. Saya nak tukar tajuk lagu je lah, jadi You and I Is A Dream."

This is definitely wrong! In fact, if you get caught doing this or violate other CH's rights as stated above, you will be subjected to sanction. You can go to JAIL! So these acts are only permissible if 'saya' got permission from the CH's holder, and of course pay some fees to reproduce the work.

Haa, pahe dok? hihi senang je benda ni. So sometimes we are unaware of these things. Actually P and CI occurs everywhere, and lots of people simply don't have deep knowledge about this and thet keep doing the same mistakes. I think I  have babbled enough. Masih kurang jelas? Comment ok :D

EVIL 'SREKCAH' !!!

Bismillah and asslamu'alaikum people ! How do you do? Fine? Good. How am I doing? NOT. FINEEEE!!!
To be exact I am actually pissed D:<

'Gosh, babe. Tenang babe. Tenaang.'
"Tenang kau kata?? Tenang??? I just cannot stand those EVIL 'SREKCAH' !!! UGH."
'Pebende hang ckp ni?? Satu bende pun tak paham. Apebende  EVIL 'SREKCAH' !!! tu? Sape dia? Dahsyat2.. Telinga hang dah berangin dah ni. Hidung pun sama ! Haigoooo! ' (sambil 'cuba' untuk kibas 'angin yang keluar dari' telinga and hidung kawannya yang sedang bad mood dgn tangan)
"I just don't get it. Those people patut pergi buat masalah kat tempat lain lah. Sbbkan tindakan dorg, kita jadi mangsa! EEE gerammm tau tak??? Geraammmmji!"
'Chill babe. Tak baik marah2 org mcm ni. Cuba hang cite dulu, pe masalahnya, kot kot cek boleh bantu hang ka, mana tau kan, lebih baik drpd hang dok buat perbualan ni yang sampai tak kesudah!'
"Fine. (sambil menghembus hingus kat tissue). Begini ceritanya.." (Maka bermulalah, alkisah,)

Ehe = ="""  Terover dramatic la pulak kann.

Okay, so. My comp kena itu virus. Yes virus. That's why I am so darn pissed! Sape punya angkara? Lah, dorg lah! Tu haa tu haaa. Sape? Itu diaaaaa. SAPE???!! EVIL 'SREKCAH' !!! ni la! Haigooo. Dari tadi org duk cakap, tak perasankah? I mean I think you guys are all aware that viruses are mainly came from hackers right? Yes, THEM. So conclusionnya, my comp kena virus and now it need to be reformatted in order to get rid all of the virus. Macam mana you tahu ada virus? Sebab lepas I bukak wiki answers je, suddenly the internet went jammed, then tiba2 je comp shut down sendiri, then after dia bagi sign welcome tu, dia shut down sendiri balik. And this thanggg happened repeatedly. Yes, REPEATEDLY. Don't you guys feel GERAMMM?? Dah la, hari tu ada masalah kt cpu, then peg baiki, now this. Ya Allah, ni memang ujian. At that time all I can think was picturing my mom's mad face! Hihi but alhamdulillah mama tak marah sangat. Tapi annoyed tu adela. Ok, so maybe it's kinda our fault for not putting kaspersky or whateversimilarthing to our HP, but still, my action was absolutely INNOCENT. Bayangkan, wiki answers boleh kena hack?

On thursday petang, I thought of wanting to post an entry on the effects of computers and other technology devices on our health, knowing that the statistics of users of these ubiquitous devices are absolutely high worldwide, without knowing, we are also the victims of these things. Good enough, I was about to search on it on Mr Google, then a virus attacked my computer. HA! This is actually one of the side effect of technology. But of course not on our health but on our computer system. Lah. So when I typed : the effects of computers on health, Google enlightened me with multiple choices of websites that could aid me with this issue. So I clicked a couple, opened them in new tabs, and one if them, is actually wiki.answers. That website happened to gave first response, so when I viewed the page, I was in shock of what I saw. This is definitely, absolutely NOT the answers to my questions. It was a vulgar picture of Emma Watson. Yes, Emma Watson. Astaghirullah, kejam betul manusia. Bayangkan, kita nak mencari ilmu, tapi tengok apa yang jadi? How could they do that? What if a school kid trying to browse on that topic to do his or her school assignments? So I quickly click back to return back to google, then suddenly the computer went jammed and shut down by itself. Then, it repeatedly do the same thing, over and over again. WHO IN THE RIGHT MIND WON'T BE PISSED BY THIS???? This is absolutely absurd! Preposterous! MONSTEROUS! >:(

'Whaa. Pastu pastu?? Kau buat ape?? Gilee lah!' (sambil mengunyah popcorn)
"Pastu aku..." (kisah bersambung lagi..)

I was absolutely speechless. The computer already went for couples of recovery due to some cpu problem, and now this? Aigoo. Then, I decided to text my cousin, Ahmad, to ask for his help because he and his bro is very good with this kinda thing. After a call, he told me to get whatever documents that are important inside the comp (semua important!!  D': Ada banyak gambar2 cantik - the tumblr quotes- and doc2 yang memang pentinglah!) and copied them into a thumbrdrive because then after reformatting the comp, all of the documents will also be deleted.

'Tapi kau kata comp tu asyik shut down melulu, start balik, shut down balik, pastu cane nak ambik doc2 tuu?' (popcorn # 2)
"Oh lupa pulak bab tu. Masa dia call, dia ada suruh..." (the story continues..)

Oh I forgot. So due to the irritating and annoying condition of my computer, (memang dah sah demam temp tahap maksima! Tak habis2 restart!), I had to open it through Safe Mode. Before it said the welcome sign, the comp would show the page where it said : 'the computer haven't been shut down properly blablabla, click to choose blablabla' (ala, yang background dia warna hitam tu.. yang biasa kita main tekan ENTER je tuuu) (Haa yang tuu lee) So instead pressing ENTER, choose the first Safe Mode. Note that you will be 'enlightened' with three choices of Safe Mode; (1) Safe Mode, (2) Safe Mode and Networking, (3) Safe Mode and Command Prompt. Ahmad said that since I'm not a computer genius (peghhh :P ) (Ok, xde la dia kata literally mcm tu. Well, it sounded like that ehe) (Ok, fine, dia kata dgn nada yang baik and ayat yang baik: "kan Raihana tak berapa tahu bab ni, so I suggest you better jgn pilih yang tu. Tekan Safe Mode sahaja" ) , so I shouldn't bermain dgn Safe Mode yang lain. So, to all of you who eventually senasib dgn saya ni nanti and memang tak berapa tahu bab ni, tekan je Safe Mode yang pertama. Then it will lead you to our windows back. Except that this one, the fonts will be slightly bigger than the normal, and they only have important criterias, all of our documents, microsofts, but Internet takde. Tak tahula, my comp je ke mcm ni, you all punya tak, but entah mine xde and I used Windows 7 Ultimate okeeyyy. (Ok, bukan nak riak ) Thus, from here, you can save your precious musicsdocumentspictures et cetera! Then the final method is to send your comp to the repairman for reformatting. I asked Ahmad, 'tak boleh ke kalau nak reformat sendiri. Susah ye?' He said, 'Sebenarnya senang je. But kena beli CD blablabla (masa ni mcm pening sket because he said about a couple of important of CD's especially for reformatting and some more steps)' 'Oh, takpela. Nanti Raihana bagi tau mama la. Mama tau nak buat ape. ' (Haigooo, seriously la, I have to learn how to combat this!! )

"So begitulah ceritanya... " (dengan nada termengah-mengah sambil meneguk air kosong - gelas ke 5 babe)
'Oh.... hmm. Bagusla. Syukurla cousin kau tu xde kelas hari tu. Kau kena la ada inisiatif! Pegi la belajar mcm mana nak baiki comp ni. Pasni tak yah pegi hantar kedai. Kadang2 bende ni senang je nak baiki, buang virus aje. Tapi kita yang baik sangat , pemurah kat tukang baiki, sebab tak tahu mcm mana nak handle benda2 mcm ni. '
"Amboiiii bebel pulak! Kau tak dengar ke penyesalan aku tadi?? Kan aku dah kata kalau dia ada masa, aku belajar la mcm mana :P Hish. Anyway, he did mentioned that we, as the computer users actually are at risk whenever we use the internet because benda ni memang unexpected. Tapi memang la, if you ada anti-virus tu, insha Allah kurang la risikonyee."

So, this is actually my story. Haha. Yeah I know, over la pulak eh. Anyway, I'm using my laptop now for awhile. Yes.. ada kaspersky. Hehe. Insha Allah ok. My mom pulak tak habis2 ingatkan the virus came from my blog -_____________-""" because I told her that I opened my blog and google at that time and I searched through wiki because I wanted to post an entry blabla, somehow my mom happened to hear only my blogg T_____T" And she was, actually almost 'banned' me from opening my blog again. But I get to explain more to my mom before she made an abrubt decisions (phewww)

Klah, mama suruh dinner. Happy reading pals :D

Some Somethin'

Bismillahirrahmanirraheem. Assalamualaikum peeps :D

Sorry la, terlajak la. Now dah after asar :P Hihi, tertidurrr maaa (again, I kinda said I want to post new entry after zohor TETAPI). Anyway, actually I wanted to write moreee but due to rain and I heard petir already, mama mesti suruh tutup laptop pasni. So this is a short post, and don't worry I'll write more after the rain stops or tomorrow. As soon as I can. As soon as I can.

So I found this article from Reader's Digest, October 2011 issue, and this one is about health care. Ehem, honestly I have been really 'into' taking care of health these days, don't know why suddenly boleh dapat awareness ni. If before I'm not soo keen with drinking mineral water as much as I can daily, now I am. If before I never really care about my weight increase, now I do. I've been doing half an hour exercises three times a week ever since I had my semester break. (Tiga kali je seminggu?? Mana cukup babe!) (Ye saya tahulah. Saya akan memperbaiki waktu exercise dgn lebih baik :P ) If last time I don't eat lots of veges, now, almost half of the veges bowl I ate :D hihi, sume complain nape sayur tinggal sket. (Teruk gila, selama ni kau tidak menjalani hidup y sihat babe) (Err yeaaaaaaahhhh. SORT of. Tapi kat campus, exercise je mmg susah nak buat. Bab minum air and sayur tu mmg wajib, so kire ok la kan?? Err KANN?) = =""""

So here some somethin' that I got for yah people. Wanna good health? It's a walk in the park.

"A review of 40 studies over the past four years shows that walking for 30 minutes a day can cut your risk of about 25 different diseases. (Masha Allah. WOWWWEEEE!) The more you walk, the greater the benefits. You can :

>SHED WEIGHT (hihi sape tak nak??) A person weighing 60 kg could burn 150 calories with half an hour brisk walking. (WOWWWWEEEE!)

>HALT BOWL CANCER A new study in the British Journal of Cancer shows that those who exercise regularly are up to third less likely to develop polyps, which can become malignant (cancerous). (WOWWWWEEEE!)



>SLASH YOUR RISK OF HEART DISEASE About 37 % of heart disease deaths are linked to inactivity. (wa na'uzhubillah) Walking decreases the risk. (WOWWWWEEEE!)


>STRENGTHEN BONES Walking helps guard against osteoporosis. All it takes is 180 minutes a week to maintain bone density. (3 hours jee) (WOWWWWEEEE!)


>PROTECT AGAINST COLDS You're less likely to pick up coughs and sneezes if you go for walks regularly because exercise boosts the immune system." (WOWWWWEEEE!)


Insha Allah : ) These are only human studies. Apa2 pun, Dialah yang memberikan kita kesihatan yang sempurna. So guys, do walk A LOT. There loads of other benefits besides these. Insha Allah, with our bodies healthy, we could do what Allah had told us to do more better. So that we could became more efficient in being His caliphs in this world. Of course, besides exercising there are loads more health cares that we should consider. Insha Allah I'll post articles on foods and health. Happy reading :D

Some Explanations to "Aigoo"

Annyeong Hye Syeo :D Assalamualaikum peeps ! I'm posting this entry to clarify some things regarding my current post "Aigoo". I've re-read the post a few times and I noticed some clarifications are needed so that there should be no misunderstandings about what I've written.

Thank you Shekkey for being the first to comment :D Siap dua comments lagi hihi I appreciate that. No, this entry is absolutely not my reply to your comments - mcm melebih la pulak kan nak reply dgn post baru berjela (mcm nak debate jeeh) - Nooo! Definitely not! (Your comments I'll reply later. Got somethin wrong with my acc so x boleh reply dgn baik = ="" ) However, this entry posted to , just like I mentioned above, for more detailed clarifications : )

Ok, here is one of the last passages that I wrote before in "Aigoo" -

"At the end of this drama, one could assume that US memang ustaz yang sesat and terpesong but one who doesn't truly understand Islam will never understood why so and so happened i.e the stoning scene, the usage of quranic verses and hadeeth in wrong occasions, etc . At the end of the drama, there was only a hadeeth quoting about the Prophet said that about one of the indications of doomsday. No explanations. Nada. I personally think that the director should insert explanations of the important scenes occured in every last shot of every episode so that the audiences would understand why and clearly explain about the wrong pictures of some of the scenes and then the image of Islam wouldn't be tercalar. It's true that the director's aim is to make an Islamic drama, which is absolutely 10 times better than other non-Islamic malay dramas. But we are betting on our religion. It's absolutely a crucial thing to be precised with when we are putting our religion at stake. They should learn more about Islam and its teachings so that they could make a very good outcomes from it. I'm just saying that we should be more careful when Islam is put as the 'main actor on the red carpet'. With the hot ongoing current issues of our country and hudud, of Islam and other religions, those who opposed hudud will never understand about the valuable Islamic Law and will look at it as vicious acts. Those who opposed Islam will look down on our religion if they know that some of our muslims who only have muslim names and not a true believer, who uses quranic verses and hadeeth as excuses for covering their mistakes"

Please re-read this passage a few times so that my next clarifications will make you guys more clear. Better if you guys read the whole entry (hihi kalau mahu la). Ok, honestly I felt wrong, because I mentioned at the beginning of the post : "....So this drama only have 13 episodes. This clearly explains why they only air once a week. (and it's good also because the more I watch this, the more frustrated I am). " I'm sorry but I shouldn't have said that. I know it's my opinion of the drama, but the word 'frustrated' is absolutely offensive. I'm truly sorry. Because the way I put it as if the drama is truly terrible, which is not 100 %. Of course there're flaws like what I've mentioned in that post, but there's also its good qualities that one can benefit from.

Next, I would also like to make myself clear that I really thought that the ending baru menunjukkan dgn jelas bahawa Ustaz Shauqi tu sesat. I mean of course to most of the Muslim audiences they would know from the beginning US tu sesat, terpesong. But to non-muslim audiences or muslims who are not well clear of Islam's teachings, they would be very confused. That's why I stated " ..I personally think that the director should insert explanations of the important scenes occured in every last shot of every episode so that the audiences would understand why and clearly explain about the wrong pictures of some of the scenes and then the image of Islam wouldn't be tercalar" . Because I think that by doing that people will be more clear and not confused. But again, it's an opinion. My opinion. You guys deserve to give your opinions as well. In addition to this, if it's really true the drama is portraying clearly that US is terpesong, then during the rejam scene, the wives or Soleh should point out that his action is wrong, because rejam bukan hukuman untuk berkhalwat. But there were no protests, so I assumed that this drama have a bit flaws in the aspect of Islamic Law. And actually banyak lagi la, sebab ada scene berpelukan, although in the drama they're supposedly husband and wive, but in real life they're not right? And dalam scene tu, siap bermain dgn hadis lagi. Sepatutnya jika kita nak menujukkan suasana Islam yang sebenar, walaupun kena memegang watak suami dan isteri, bersentuhan itu tidak wajar. Sebab dlm drama, kita berkomunikasi dgn menggunakan ayat suci Quran and Hadis, sedangkan it's CLEARLY stated in the Quran and hadis that toucing a woman who is not our muhrim is haram and vise versa. Also, showing the aurat to those who are not our muhrim is haram. So, these are some of the weaknesses of the drama. But, the consideration to produce this kind of drama should be supported. Cuma ada yang perlu diperbaiki. Of course, it's hard to obtain perfection.

Maybe you guys might also thought, 'dah kau rasa cerita ni mcm lain sket, x betul, yang kau pergi habiskan sejam kau setiap jumaat malam tu kenapeee?' Haha. Well, unfortunately everytime I go downstairs to watch tv at 9, my sisters and mom already infront there to watch TC. But then, after few episodes watched, and when I finally saw some shortcomings, I decided that I should watch until the end so that I could see how really 'Islamic' is this drama and so that I could make an entry and try to make clarifications on their behalf. (Macam lah kau banyak ilmu?) Oh tidak. Saya ni cetek je sebenarnya ilmu agama saya. Memang x layak sebenarnya untuk memberi nasihat atau membetulkan kesalahan. But, I've encountered a hadeeth of the Prophet (PBUH) , if we have the knowledge, we should spread it. So, whatever that I explained in my previous "Aigoo" post on some hukum2, it's not pandai2jesayabuathukum, the laws are based on what I've learned from what my ustaz and ustazah have taught. So, whatever that I mentioned about hukum2, of course its not an opinion of mine but it's the real deal .  'Aaaaah! Banyak alasan kau!' - Nak buat mcm mana?

Last but not least, I also tibaTIBA je mentioned about Klip 3G at the end of the post. 'Aiyaaa, lu kata kritik TC je, ni tetibe masuk klip tu nape?' Well, because I found it as a good example of movie that xtengokpunxpe. And I also mentioned a list of some good movies that we could benefit from. I know that from the Klip 3GP trailer wants to show that the hi tech smartphones right now should be used wisely and we must be careful. But entahla, memangla pelakon tu 'berlakon' je tetapi.. tetapi.. TETAPI !! I'm tired to explain more. Just that, from my point of view (MY point of view) , tak tgk pun tidak mengapa. Ada banyak lagi cerita berfaedah yang boleh ditonton. But again, it's MY point of view. I'm sure all of you have different point of views concerning this and other related malay movies.

Finally, 'Dah puas bebel dah?' Dah. Hihi. Klah, nak asar dah ni. Hope you guys would become more clear after reading this. And that you guys tak jump to conclusions melulu after reading my "Aigoo' post. Thanks again for taking your time to read my blogggg. merci beacoup <3

ps. I am soooo addicted to Josie kat bawah ni. Stop and Stare dia seemed to be better than One Republic (Ooops! Again, MY view)

AMAZIN' !!!! :D

Laugh All The Way :D

Assalamualaikum and hello peeps! Just wanna post a short entry of jokes! Here are some jokes that I found in Reader's Digest August and June 2011 and also from Mr Google. Hope you guys would like it because I assure you, these will tickle your tummies !

#1 A teenager lost a contact lens while playing basketball in his driveway. After a brief, fruitless search, he gave up. His mother took up the cause and within minutes, found the lens. "How did you do that?" he asked incredulously. "We weren't looking for the same thing," explained his mother. "You were looking for a small piece of plastic. I was looking for $150".


#2 My boss didn't come in to work today. He called this morning and said he was having a vision problem. When I asked what was wrong, he replied, "I just can't see myself at work today."

#3 After completing a jigsaw puzzle he'd been working on for some time, Benny proudly showed off the finished puzzle to a friend. "It took me only five months to do it" bragged Benny. "Five months? That's too long," his friend exclaimed. "Hey, come on, I did pretty good," said Benny, "See this box? It says '4 - 7 Years."

#4 A month after Donald MacDonald started at Harvard, his mother called from Scotland. "And how are the American students, Donald?" she asked. "They're so noisy," he complained. "One neighbour endlessly bangs his head against the wall, while another screams all night." " "How did you put up with it?" his mother asked. "I just ignore them and play my bagpipes." (!!!)

#5 High-Tech Shopping
Son - iPod
Daughter- iPhone
Mother- iPad
Father - iPay

#6 My father could never remember my name. "Frederick! Sylvia! Sheila!," he would always shout. I wouldn't mind, except that I was an only child.

#7 A grandpa left a gift for his soldier grandson, instructing him to open it only during a very fierce battle. While in gun battle, his grandson opened the gift. In it was written, "Run, my child, run!"

#8 A couple of hunters are in the woods when one of them falls to the ground. His eyes are rolled back in his head, and he doesn't seem to be breathing. the other guy whips out his mobile phone and dials the emergency number. He gasps to the operator, "My friend has fallen dead! What can I do?" The operator, in a calm, soothing voice says, "Just take it easy. I can help. First, let's make sure he's dead." There's a silence; then a shot is heard. The guy's voice comes back on the line. He says, "OK, now what?"

Hahaha :D

Ketawa hanya menunjukkan sedikit gigi dan gusi itu sudah memadai.

Let's Say This Together : "Eeeeewwwww. SAY WHATTT?!"

Bismillah peace to all of you :D

Okay so I read this article in Reader's Digest August 2011, and it's about hygiene which is a crucial facet that must be focussed on since there are many issues involving cleanliness in our country as we can see rubbish strewn practically everywhere near the dustbins in public areas, dirty picnik places, some public parks are just not meant for leisure anymore. Anyway, before I babble about this article I read - fyi, this touches nothing about rubbish and the environment but actually about toilet bowls (interesting aite? HEHEH) - I would like to apologize to my friends who commented on my previous posts, espcially, Eunsook, Nailah, Tawfiq, Shekkey, Kamkam, sorry guys, there's a problem with my google acc I can't really reply all of your wonderful comments. Yet. So yeah, sooorry ^_____^""

So in this article, pg 23, tittled, What's Down Your Loo? - which I find a bit disturbing because it goes without saying that poopies are meant to be down our loo- this article clarify very well in telling readers that we should be aware that not just our poopies under there but also lots and lots of harmful bacterias and germs. Ok, keep reading. It stated that " A survey from sanitation charity in UK Toilet Twinning reveals that only one in five people clean their toilets every day, as recommended (Let's Say This Together : "Eeeeewwwww. SAY WHATTT?!") That's scary given that your toilet bowl could be home to 3.2 MILLION BACTERIA PER SQUARE INCH!  (Let's Say This Together : "Eeeeewwwww. SAY WHATTT?!")
Below, we lift the lid on some of unsavoury guests lurking in and around your lavatory. Oh, and make sure you CLOSE THE LID WHEN FLUSHING - (Why?!?!?!) - germs can SPRAY UP TO 1.8 M, LIGHTLY MISTING YOUR TOOTHBRUSH. Yum!" (Let's Say This Together : "Eeeeewwwww. SAY WHATTT?!")
Noooooooooooooooooooooo ! T___________________T-----

Ze Germs:

> Shigella a prime suspect for severe diarrhoea, even dysentery

> Staphylococcus the little nasty behind MRSA

> Salmonella food poisoning anyone?

> E. Coli at best, a tummy upset; at worst, kidney failure or more

> Streptococcus throat infections, impetigo, and even meningitis

> Hepatitis A that's right: sickness, diarrhoea and jaundice

Wa nauzhubillah : (

Well just wanna share this because I presume that maybe not all of us are well aware of this shocking infos. Yeah, Let's Say This Together : "Eeeeewwwww. SAY WHATTT?!"

Toodles ~

Aigoo

Bismillah.

Assalamualaikum peeps ! :D yeah I know, you guys must have said "kate nak update everyday.. everyday LA SANGATTTT " seriously, I am so sorry. Seriously, I'm ready to admit that I'm not a True Blogger Dude (TBD) like you Aimisya, and you Syekky, and you Nabil Afham, and you Azim Razak and also you Maria Elena (cehh, bukan kak Maria kenal I pun) anyway, yeah. I'm not like most of you guys who like to update your precious blogs like you guys update your Twitters (aah, Twitter saya pun dah berhabuk setebal 5 inci T___T"" ) haih. But fortunately, now I have ZE MOOD to write and let's hear what this lazy-trying to lose wight freak- eighteen year old-girl is going to say. (in case some of you catch up very slow on this, I'm actually referring to myself)

I don't know why I put the tittle of this post "Aigoo" because I'm actually gonna bring up the current on going quitehot drama series Tahajjud Cinta which airs every Friday, at 9 pm at TV3. Ehh no. Its final episode is actually tonight. Aiyya. So anyway, "Aigoo" is korean word for like "aiyyaaa" or "haihhh" in our bahasa pasar : ) So I'm actually going like "Haihhhhhh" - sighing A LOTTTTT after watching the drama series. Firstly, I'm no professional drama critique - well it means that I'm not a 'legal' drama critic, there're actually jobs for that. Secondly, my further comments might hurt some of TC fans (TC- Tahajjud Cinta) (Ye, saya sesuka hati je bg short form) (your welcome haha) because I think my feedbacks regarding this drama would include lots of critical remarks. 죄송 해요 - it means, I'm sorry in korean. (I'll explain later why I've been soo -almost- into korean langmusicdrama) (just couldn't help it O____o"" ehe-he)

So this drama only have 13 episodes. This clearly explains why they only air once a week. (and it's good also because the more I watch this, the more frustrated I am). It is directed by Eirma Fatima, and she even starred in this drama as the first wive of the U.S (Ustaz Shauqi aka ustaz sesat) who is Eman Manan, and also starring most of our top actors and actresses to include Fouziah Gous, Fazura, Remy Ishak. Ok, maybe I'm being too harsh to regard Eman Manan who played the role as a very pious ustaz as Ustaz Sesat right away without telling you guys why I actually named his role like that but seriously all of you who may be have watched this drama or maybe some haven't, should seriously acknowledge that this drama is ruining Islam being the true religion. There are already many critics about this movie and Eirma have said that audiences should watch the drama till the very end to fully understand what is the messages behind this supposedly religious-genre drama. But from my perception, it is absolutely disturbing when the actors and actresesses debating with each other using verses of the quran and hadeeth (it's absolutely not wrong to do that but of course one side of the party will be the wrong party and if the audience have cetek ilmu agama and clearly the non muslims who might watch this drama would be like "oh beginikah?" and become so confused, this is absolutely tarnishing Islam. People who don't understand Islam should be taught clearly. Disturbing when U.S kept giving absolutely false teachings to his wives and son- an episode where US  also very disturbing when Fouziah who wear fully covered hijab (which is undeniably good) could be touched by Remy in the first two episodes even though he touched her not directly on skin but still, boleh ke main pegang tanpa sebab? molek ke gambaran lelaki yang berjubah and berserban pegang wanita bukan muhrim yang bertudung litup siap berniqab and berjubah? It is also very disturbing when the final episode showed a scene of conducting hudud which is rejam on Foziah and Remy because they were caught being alone together in a house. One clear thing for sure the drama portrayed absolutely FALSE IMAGE OF HUDUD. Senang cerita bila kita kurang bab ilmu agama ni, kena la check dulu tanya ustaz ke apa patut. And I don't pin pointing at this drama per se, I'm also referring to myself. As what I've learned in PSI before, rejam is meant for those who BERZINA and there are absolutely STRICT CONDITIONS before one is subjected under this punishment. There should be 4 witnesses who clearly witness their actions of berzina and their statements must'nt contradict each other's statements. Then there are three conditions of this punishment where by if one is not yet married, he or she shall be caned for (I'm sorry but I actually forgot, pls refer to syariah books available worldwide. Thanks) and if one is married then he or she must be stoned to death. Other condition also I forgot when can this be regarded to, is that after the caning he or she dibuang negeri for a year. So stoning is not subjected for khalwat and this offence has its own punishment. Btw, in the drama, the condition of Fouziah and Remy were actually have been misunderstood and more like as if they were difitnah and they weren't berzina and there weren't any witnesses that could prove that.

At the end of this drama, one could assume that US memang ustaz yang sesat and terpesong but one who doesn't truly understand Islam will never understood why so and so happened i.e the stoning scene, the usage of quranic verses and hadeeth in wrong occasions, etc . At the end of the drama, there was only a hadeeth quoting about the Prophet said that about one of the indications of doomsday. No explanations. Nada. I personally think that the director should insert explanations of the important scenes occured in every last shot of every episode so that the audiences would understand why and clearly explain about the wrong pictures of some of the scenes and then the image of Islam wouldn't be tercalar. It's true that the director's aim is to make an Islamic drama, which is absolutely 10 times better than other non-Islamic malay dramas. But we are betting on our religion. It's absolutely a crucial thing to be precised with when we are putting our religion at stake. They should learn more about Islam and its teachings so that they could make a very good outcomes from it. I'm just saying that we should be more careful when Islam is put as the 'main actor on the red carpet'. With the hot ongoing current issues of our country and hudud, of Islam and other religions, those who opposed hudud will never understand about the valuable Islamic Law and will look at it as vicious acts. Those who opposed Islam will look down on our religion if they know that some of our muslims who only have muslim names and not a true believer, who uses quranic verses and hadeeth as excuses for covering their mistakes.

I'm sorry but these are my personal comments and remarks. You guys are welcome to give feedbacks. I am absolutely (ni dah ke 15 kali kot guna perkataan ni. haha) interested to know about your own personal opinions. I would also like to highlight that my words are not 110 % correct. There may be some errors. So if you see them, please, my honour to have your corrections ^__^"" I just hope that all of the dramas shown should be screened (??) I mean ditapis (filtered??) whatever. But should be make sure that the dramas are giving valuable messages to audiences. Now the latest showing movie is Klip 3GP pebende ntah. Iklan pun macam mintak kasut je director tu. Seriously pissed. Melayu sekarang semakin teruk. Tak malu berlakon scene yang vulgar. Fyi, dalam cerita TS pun ada jugak. Pandai2la korg cari. And nilai sendiri. Why can't we make movies like I Am Sam (starred Sean Pean, Michelle Pfeifer, Dakota Fanning) or The Secret Life of Bees and many more western movies that are meaningful, have loads bunch of messages that could benefit the audiences and also interesting to watch movies like Valkyrie or Forrest Gump and not focusing solely on teens, sex, drugs and rempit? I mean of course they are portraying the devastating actual events occured among our Malaysian teens but statistics show that the movies aren't playing effective roles being one of the solution that could combat the misactions of teens nowadays. Some actually were influenced by the characters played in the movies - bad attitudes, skimpy clothings, smoking, etc.

We should vote for worthy movies. Not to some movies that are responsible for wrecking our teens' lives.


Goodnight peeps. Sweet dreams ; )

CN BLUE # 1

Whassssssssssssssupppp?

Assalamualaikum. And yeah, WHASSSUPPP? peeps? huh. This is a pathetic intro greetings right?

Ok ok. I know. After sooo long now I finally return to write a bunch of sadhappyfunnylove stories , eh no sadhappyfunny stories of me, afterrr sooo long? Well, apparently yes. And I'm sorry to all of my buddies who have actually 'waited' or maybe 'anticipated' to read my blog. (seriously guys, I'm soo absolutely touched) (and please don't mind my broken english. thank you) eheheh

So why? where? what? when? how? I mean WTHeck am I even babbling about?! aigoo, these fingers of mine started to prancing and dancing by themselves when they get on the keyboard! ahahahahahah you know what I'm sayin'?? OK. err what's with the lousy and pathetic 'joke'? Don't ask. HAIH.

Mr. Reporter: So WHY so suddenly you decided to start to write again Miss?
- Well, honestly days ago. But I suddenly have the mood to write just now.

Mr. Reporter: Oh. So WHERE were you just now that suddenly the atmosphere is changing to give you the mood, the chance to write again, Madamoiselle?
- Err. At home. In front of the PC. I was actually onlining my FB then something occured that somehow urge me to start writing again.

Mr. Reporter: I see. Very mysterious indeed. Very, very mysterious.
- Righttttt (whotheheck is this 'man'?)

Mr. Reporter: Aaah, WHAT are the types of stories that you are going to share to the world?
- To the world? Naah. Even my best bud have no time to read my blog. I just like to share some stories with my buddies thats all. And the stories, they vary from each other. It depends on the mood. If you will excuse me, I have other stuff to do than ansering your pushy questions. (seriously, I'm not even Kirsten Stewart. pfft)

Mr. Reporter: No aa oh ! Stay put because these questions are absolutely importante!! Please, last question. HOW are you going to share your stories?
- What are you? a MORON? What am I doing right now??

*moron: A person whose intellectual development proceeds normally up to about the eighth year of age and is then arrested so that there is little or no further development (wiki[edia)

Ok. Sorry. Mr. Reporter doesn't even exist. I'm getting pathetic more than ever.


So how do you do peeps? Hope you guys miss me  and my notinterestingstories :D ehe. and be prepared insha Allah I will be writing everyday starting tomorrow, and talk about loadssss of stuff. and yeah I know. I'm sorry for making this same ol same ol promise every time and only get to make up to it several months after I promised you guys. Sorry, really. I'm trying to be consistent with this blogging thingy (no offence to the bloggafanatica) but fyi, I only write when I have 'ze mood' ya know what I'm sayin'? Thaaat's right. ZE MOOD. It is absolutely undeniably important to me to have ZE MOOD. So let us hope that ZE MOOD is there everyday for me to write. Because one thing also that I would love to share with all of you is that, I love sharing. Sharing stories . Yepp. That's me. Thank you for being patient. May Allah bless ~^____^~

The First 4 Days In CFS

Assalamualaikum and a very good 11.34 am to all of you.

WELL, alhamdulillah alhamdulillah alhamdulillah everything went smooth and He has answered my prayers to many kinds of circumstances that I've gone through. I'm very grateful to be part of CFS UIA and glad that I got to meet up with my friends again :D heehee. Kat sini jumpa semua lah, except that until today Qid and Baihah je belum jumpa lagi :(

Anyway, I'm in Zainab Jahsy Mahallah and quite satisfied with the facilities here. Kedai runcit dia memang terbaikkkk lah haha. Lengkap sume. Kalau pergi K- Shop lagi lengkap. Tokse mu dok pi cari Kinokuniyo lah, MPH lah sini aje udah cukup. (slang mana pun depo tak pasti -hahahhaa) To be frank, I always hang out with Yati, Wanimer, Dalilah and Meema. Meema is my room mate she's a Penang-ian, so is Dalilah. Nope, she's not from Penang but from N. Sembilan but she's my room mate too. If some of you smaklians batch spm 2010 have forgotten abt Lela, she moved during form 4 haha tapi mesti korg ingat kan, I pun baru masuk time tu :P anyway, I've made quite a number of new friends and I'm really happy with it heehee. Kat sini makanan dia pun sedap2, choices banyak and ni baru cakap pasal cafe kt my mahllah belum lagi cafe lain. But right now I still don't know where's certain buildings and certain facilities in the campus especially the library - -""" since all of the second intakes haven't got any tours yet. But insha Allah later this afternoon, some of our seniors will lead us the way and show us around. Oh and if you guys are wondering, I'm posting this in the our mahllah CC hehe. Belum bawak laptop lagi. Nak tgk keadaan macam mana but macam tak payah tengok sgt je. Budak lain sini bawak laptop sume 'power power' hehe apple pun adeee. Oh well, sooner or later I have to bring one because certain things or assignments must be done asap and normally pc will do the trick !

Speaking of assignments, of course I haven't got any. Classes pun tak tahu lagi. Jadual pun tadak lagi. Haha sebab APT and EPT result belum keluar :S risau risau RISAUUUUUU. kalau nak cakap bahasa budak remaja zaman sekarang : CUAKKKKK - -" haha. Tapi dah usaha, tawakal je lah. Insha Allah whatever results that I'll obtain is the best for me : ) But, pray for us all so that we get good bands. I mean, really want to have such remarkable results like Anis but I'm not really hopeful with my arab test T_T susah maaaa! Lagi susah than arab tinggi of course. Soalan pehaman memang takde yg dapat difahamnye. Hmm. Tawakaltu 'alallah.

Since insha Allah I'm doing syariah law, maybe just mayyybeeee this will take me up for two years. Modul baru tahun ni. They (reliable sources) said that although you are exempted from both of the languages (arab and english) (macam Anis Azmi) (yeahhh terer kan dia hehe) pun you will still have to do two years here. Hmm. Redha je lah.
Whatever it is, I'm in new environment now and I'm a student. A student's job is to study and get excellent achievements insha Allah so since I'm a student, I have a new goal. That is: to achieve the best of the best insha Allah :D No more day dreamings, no more tidur macam dah tak ingat dunia, no more watching tv unnecesserily, no more FBing unnecessirily (haha ade ke yg necessary? alah, nak keep in touch dgn kawan2 jugak kan :P ) (not more than one hour lah per week, ok kan?) (OK KAN?), no more chit chatting in class (kalau setakat nak tanya or pinjam stationaries tu xpelah), kurangkan makanan yg bergula (haha lol), banyakkan minum air kosong (this is like thousands of time already I remind myself about it, yet susah jugak nak laksanakan : ( But no. This is my new azam so kenalah buat jugak kan. DETERMINATION is very importantttttt ! ) ( ^_^ )

Insha Allah, insha Allah saya boleh. Jika mereka yang telah berjaya boleh, mengapa saya tidak? Saya ni serupa je dengan mereka. And when I said serupa means a human being. Not serupa, 'serupa'. Know what I'm sayin'? haha dah la semakin panjang menaip ni semakin merepek pulak. So, till here I guess. Yati and Wanimer dah keluar dah, lama sangat nak habiskan this post haha.

Pray for me always. Pray for us all always. Insha Allah all of us can achieve the best of the best :D Take care!

p/s: to my buddies, got my new number already. Nanti I'll tell you guys : )

Somnolence In Me

Assalamualaikum and a very good 11.05 pm to all of you.

Whoa. Okay today my schedule was very hectic and busy. I had to do this and that and pack this and that and go macam-macam tempat lah! But it's alright. Baba said that I shouldn't be so tension dealing with all these and keep sighing about it because this shows that I'm not being grateful to Him after He has granted my prayers and given me what I really wanted. See how sometimes I act without thinking and how it reflect me to someone else, especially that someone is special someone and I'm very grateful again to Him for my dad to be part of my life. Baba never stops correcting me whenever I'm wrong and I'm very happy with it. Alhamdulillah everything has settled and I really thank baba and mama for helping me to fill up and do whatever that I am supposed to do according to the requirements. Shukran jazeelan ma, ba :D

Well I only intend to write a short post. So here goes my see-you-another-week-or-so wish :

"Guys! I'm going to CFS PJ tomorrow so I guess this is the last post until next week or so. Have thought about bringing laptop or desktop to hostel but maybe later I'll bring after all things have settled. Please pray for me so that I can settle great over there and study very well and get good grades. Don't worry I'll pray for you guys too :D Take care peeps! And din't forget to post at my wall in FB :) looking forward to receive Imissyou wall posts and messages HAHA -oh this is valid only for my girlfriends. ONLY. Okay, bye bye assalamualaikum !"

Hehe, well. I'm very very exhausted right now. Besides I have to wake up early tomorrow because my dad wants to arrive there early. So, 'till then. Good night peeps!

I've disappeared too long. So now I'm back with handfull of stories.

Assalamualaikum. And a very good 3.21 pm in the afternoon to all of you guys. Well, I'm back! I guess I deserved to be shouted "WHERE THE FREAKING HECK WERE YOU?!" at but I guess last time I don't really have the mood to write. Since this is, my blog so I only write when I feel like it. No need to push me or anything. But I am truly honoured that I still have my faithful readers asking me when am I going to write another post, so I guess I answered their 'prayers'.

Why do I suddenly decided to write again? Well, to be exact 'type' again. It's not because I'm leaving home in two days (tell you guys who are clueless about this later) but it's because I cannot stand reading someone else's blog and have a look, long, hard look at their blog designs that made me feel a lilttle bit envious and annoyed (bhaha, soorry ^-^" ) especially my sister's, Rayyan's, blog. Ugh. Sorry sis, sometimes I cannot help but feel a bit irritated and annoyed at your superb english and feel a lot more irritated and annoyed at my plain ol' plain ol' english plus with grammatical errors :P Haih. Tu lah. Bila baca buku, baca ikut perasaan, tahu emotional je. Tak tahu nak tengok sekali grammar dia and how the authors managed to write such beautiful and incredible stories. Vocab mereka, TERBAIKLAH! haha And I only have read some of Jody Picoult's, Nicholas Spark's books and other books authored by Kate Morgenroth and John Grisham. And that only half of them. Not their whole dozens of book collection to choose from. And not yet Stephen King's novels O_o"" Lagilah. Ternganga terus. Mau tak pegang buku dia yang berat tu kat sebelah kanan, kat tangan kiri pegang dictionary. Tak sanggup, tak sanggup O______O''' And not just King's, Patrick Suskind's "Perfume" story book also requires us who has this "less-vocab-problem" to do this. My friend who first read it when we were 14, she said almost every 2 or 5 seconds read some of the words, she have to look up to Mr. Oxford (the dictionary). This really tells us how numerously high vocabularies that Suskind has put in the book and how he really wants to torment by keep on looking into Mr. Oxford. Ha-ha. I guess I exaggerate a bit. Okay too much. Now this is how we never, okay, I, never going to be excellent with my english writings. It's because I'm too lazy to budge just a little bit, to change the situation. You have to do something with it if you want to have an excellent english, shouldn't you? I mean, I can't just lying arund, daydreaming, and become a superb person who speaks very fluent in english and writes it very well. There is always hardwork, determination on doing it so that you become successful. And this is a reminder for me. Not just because I have a grammar issue but because other issues including the fact that I'm entering UIA this Saturday and going to read law for maybe 4 years and complete my studies, I have to word damn hard, study really hard, work smartly to achieve my goal, of becoming a successful human being. Because then I have no other chances. I just have to kick the ball into the goal. I don't want to blew this away. Not after my SPM result last time, not after the regrets and tears, not after the heartbreaks.

Usaha itu tangga kejayaan. See, it's clearly stated! In order for me to achieve my goal, my success is by hardwork. Hardwork is only ladder to success. Plus doa and tawakal to Him. Always, always seek guidance to Him, for He is the only One that can help me, become a successful and satisfied human being. Nobody is perfect, yes. But there's always a room for improvement in order to be close as perfect. Perfection, something that everybody yearn for. A perfect life, a perfect job, a perfect family, a perfect figure, a perfect sate, a perfect academic performances, aperfect everything. But that's not going to happen. And I knew that. That's why we always have to keep on running, climbing to the topof the mountain, because we are not perfect. We are just human being who can be as close as perfect. Our beloved prophet Rasullah s.a.w has left us two things that will always guide us: the Quran and the as sunnah. What more I could ask for?

I pray so that we will have His blessings, so that He will always guide us, never leave us alone to our own decisions. No more regrets, Rai. No more regrets.

Hear My Whispers, Please

I stare at the blue sky.

I stare at the sun.

I stare at the tall trees with birds chirping happily.

I stare at the girl who has a sad face.

I stare at girl who is crying silently.

I stare at the girl who is looking right back at me.

Oh that girl is me.

I'm standing infront of a mirror,

thinking,

wondering,

crying,

then I turn my body to where I pray,

asking,

begging,

kneeling,

whispering.

I said with the softest voice I could,

"Oh My Lord,

You are the Almighty,

You are the Powerful,

You are the All -Compassionate,

You are the Gracious,

You are the All -Merciful.

To You I find peace.

To You I beg forgiveness.

To You I confide my secrets.

To You I pour my feelings.

You are All Knowing, All Seeing.

You understand how I am right now.

I'm in a dump.

I'm in the sea,

drowning,

waving my hands,

seeking for help.

To You I seek help.

To You I seek peace.

To You my heart will rest."

"Ya Allah,

I'm your slave.

I beg for your forgiveness.

I beg for your mercy.

I'll never leave sins,

I'm always sinned,

everyday.

For I am only human.

And I'm weak.

To You I seek my strength.

To You I seek protection.

Ya Allah,

forgive me.

As no one forgive sins but You."

"Ya Rahman, Ya Raheem.

You are my source where I repent.

Ya Salam,

You are my source of peace.

Ya Muhaimin,

You are my forever guardian.

Ya 'Aziz,

You are my source of victory,

to You I seek my victory.

Ya Mutakabbir, Ya Khaliq,

You are the Greatest and I'm just little,

You are my Creator and I'm your slave,

listen to my whispers,

listen to my prayers,

My Lord.

Ya 'Alim,

You are my source of knowledge,

to You I seek brilliance.

Ya Basit,

You are my source of relieve,

forever and always.

Ya 'Adl,

You are just,

to You I seek justice in my life.

Ya Ghafur,

You are my forgiver, and hider of all my faults.

To You I seek forgiveness.

To You I repent.

Ya Karim,

You are the Generous,

so to You I pray for my blessing and blissful in life.

Ya Mujib,

You are the Responder to Prayers.

That's why I put my trust on You.

That's why I pray to You.

Because,

you are my Lord.

You are my God."

"Lead me always Ya Allah.

So that I am more pious.

So that I have more iman and taqwa.

So that I am a happy woman.

So that I am a happy human being."

"Ya Allah,

thank you for all the nikmahs You had given me.

Thank you for the iman.

Thank you for Islam being my religion.

Thank you for supportive and loving my family.

Thank you for my supportive and loving friends.

Thank you.

Thank you.

For everything."

"Hear my whispers always.

Hear my prayers always.

Because You are my everything."

Ameen.



Hobnail - A Short Story by Crystal Arbogast

Fannie Poteet sat cross-legged on her Uncle John's front porch; her favorite rag doll clutched under one arm. The late afternoon sun shone through the leaves of the giant oak tree, casting its flickering light on the cabin. This golden motion of light entranced the child and she sat with her face turned upward, as if hypnotized. The steady hum of conversation flowed from inside of the cabin.

"Ellen, I'm sure happy that you came to church with us today. Why don't you spend the night? It's getting awfully late and it will be dark before you make it home."

"I'll be fine Sally," replied Fannie's mother. "Anyhow, you know how Lige is about his supper. I left plenty for him and the boys on the back of the stove, but he'll want Fannie and me home. Besides, he'll want to hear if Sam Bosworth's wife managed to drag him into church."

The laughter that followed her mother's statement broke the child's musings and she stood up, pulled her dress over the protruding petticoat, and stepped inside.

"Get your shawl Fannie. When the sun goes down, it'll get chilly."

As the little girl went to the chair by the fireplace to retrieve her wrap, her uncle came in from the back with a lantern. "You'll need this Ellen. The wick is new and I've filled it up for you." "I appreciate it Johnny," Ellen said. "I'll have Lige bring it back when he goes to town next week."

Ellen kissed her younger brother good-bye and hugged Sally gently. Patting her sister-in-law on her swollen belly, she said," I'll be back at the end of the month. Don't be lifting anything heavy. If that queasy feeling keeps bothering you, brew some of that mint tea I left in the kitchen. Lord knows I've never seen a baby keep its mammy so sick as much as this one has. It's a boy for sure."

Upon hearing this, Fannie frowned. She was the youngest in her family, and the only girl. After living with four brothers, she had prayed fervently to God every night for Him to let her aunt have a girl. The only other comfort she had was the pretty rag doll that her mother had made for her. Tucking the doll under her left arm and gathering the shawl with the same hand, she stood waiting patiently. Aunt Sally kissed her lightly on the cheek and squeezed Fannie gently. "If I have a girl, I hope that she will be as sweet as you," her aunt whispered. Uncle John patted her on the head and said, "Bye Punkin. When that old momma cat has her kittens, I'll give you the pick of the litter." This brought a smile to Fannie's face and swept away the darkening thoughts of boys.

Ellen secured her own shawl about her shoulders and tossing one side around and over again, picked up the lantern, which had already been lit. Taking Fannie's right hand, the pair proceeded on the three-mile trek back home. Heavy rains during the last week had left the dirt road virtually impassable for anyone on foot. Ellen and her daughter would return home the way they had come, by following the railroad track. The track was about one half mile above the road. It wound and wound around the mountains and through the valleys carrying the coal and lumber, which had been harvested from the land. Once on the track, they proceeded in the direction of their own home. Ellen began to tell Fannie about the trains and all of the distant places they went to. The little girl loved hearing her mother's stories of all the big cities far away. She had been to town only a few times and had never traveled outside of Wise County. Fannie remembered her papa talking about his brother Jack.

Uncle Jack had left the county, as well as the state of Virginia. He was in a faraway place called Cuba, fighting for a man called Roosevelt. She wondered what kind of place Cuba was, and if it was anything like home. The sun's last rays were sinking behind the tree-studded mountains. Shadows rose ominously from the dense woods on both sides of the track. Rustling sounds from the brush caused Fannie to jump, but her mother's soothing voice calmed her fears."It's all right Child; just foxes and possums." A hoot owl's mournful cry floated out of the encroaching darkness and Fannie tightened her grip on her mother's hand.

Finally, night enveloped the landscape, and all that could be seen was the warm glow of the lantern and the shadow of the figures behind it. It was a moonless night, and the faint glow of a few stars faded in between the moving clouds. Fannie tripped over the chunks of gravel scattered between the ties and Ellen realized that her daughter was tired. "We'll rest awhile child. My guess is that we have less than a mile to go." Ellen set the lantern down and the weary travelers attempted to get comfortable sitting on the rail.

"Mammy, it's so scary in the dark. Will God watch over us and protect us?" "Yes, Fannie. Remember what that new young preacher said in church today. The Good Lord is always with you, and when you need His strength, call out His name. Better still, do what I do."

"What's that mammy?"

"Well," Ellen said, stroking her daughter's hair," I sing one of my favorite hymns."

While contemplating her mother's advice, Fannie was distracted by a sound. The sound came from the direction they had traveled from, and the girl's eyes peered into the ink like darkness. It was very faint, but unlike the other noises she had grown used to along the way. The slow methodic sound was someone walking, and coming in their direction.

"Mammy, do you hear that?"

"Hear what child?"

Fannie moved closer to her mother and said, "It's somebody else coming!"

Ellen gave her daughter a comforting hug and replied," You're just imagining things Fannie. We've rested enough. Let's get on home. Your papa will be worried." Ellen picked up the lantern, took Fannie's hand, and the two resumed their journey. After a while, the sound that had unnerved the little girl began again. This time the steps were more distinct, and definitely closer. The distant ringing of heavy boots echoed in the dark.

"Mammy, I hear it again!"

"Hush child."

Ellen swung the lantern around. "See, there's nothing there."

Fannie secured the grip on her mother's hand and clutched her rag doll tightly. The hoot owl continued its call in the distance, and the night breeze rustled the leaves in the trees. "The air sure smells like rain," said Ellen. "The wind is picking up a mite too. We'll be home soon, little girl. Yonder is the last bend." Fannie found comfort in her mother's voice, but in the darkness behind them, the steps rang louder. It was the sound of boots, heavy hobnail boots.

"Mammy, it's getting closer!"

Ellen swung the lantern around again and said, "Child, there's nothing out there. Tell you what; let's sing "Precious Lord". Fannie joined in with her mother, but her voice quivered with fear as the heavy steps came closer and closer. She couldn't understand why her mother seemed oblivious to the sound. Ellen's singing grew louder, and up ahead the warm glow of light from their own home glimmered down the side and through the trees. A dog barking in the distance brought the singing to an abrupt end.

"See child, we're almost home. Tinker will be running up to meet us. Big old Tinker. He's chased mountain lions before. He'll see us safely home."

"Let's hurry then Mammy. Can't you hear? It's closer and I'm scared. Let's run!"

"All right child, but see, I'm telling you there's nothing there."

Ellen made another sweep around with the lantern and as they proceeded she cried out, "Here Tinker! Come on boy!" The dog raced up the path leading to the track and the two nearly collided with him as they stepped down on the familiar trail to home.

"Ellen, is that you?"

Fannie's heart filled with joy as her father's voice rang out of the darkness.

"Yes Lige. I'm sorry we're so late. I'm afraid I walked a bit fast for this child. She's worn out."

Elijah picked up his daughter and carried her the rest of the way home. Once inside of the cabin, Ellen helped Fannie undress and gently tucked her in bed. The comforting sounds of her parents' voices drifted from the kitchen. Even the snores of her brothers in the back made her smile and be thankful that she and her mother were safe and sound. Before closing her eyes, her mother's voice rang in her ears.

"Lige, I heard the steps. I didn't want to frighten the child. I kept singing and swinging the lantern around and telling her there was nothing to be afraid of. But Lige, just before we got off the tracks, I turned the lantern around one last time. That's when I saw what was following us. I saw the figure of a man. A man without a head!"


ps. Hobnail is a short nail with a thick head used to increase the durability of boot soles. Hehe hope you enjoy reading! :D

Death By Scrabble - A Short Story by Charlie Fish

It's a hot day and I hate my wife.

We're playing Scrabble. That's how bad it is. I'm 42 years old, it's a blistering hot Sunday afternoon and all I can think of to do with my life is to play Scrabble. I should be out, doing exercise, spending money, meeting people. I don't think I've spoken to anyone except my wife since Thursday morning. On Thursday morning I spoke to the milkman. My letters are crap.

I play, appropriately, BEGIN. With the N on the little pink star. Twenty-two points.I watch my wife's smug expression as she rearranges her letters. Clack, clack, clack. I hate her. If she wasn't around, I'd be doing something interesting right now. I'd be climbing Mount Kilimanjaro. I'd be starring in the latest Hollywood blockbuster. I'd be sailing the Vendee Globe on a 60-foot clipper called the New Horizons - I don't know, but I'd be doing something. She plays JINXED, with the J on a double-letter score. 30 points. She's beating me already. Maybe I should kill her. If only I had a D, then I could play MURDER. That would be a sign. That would be permission. I start chewing on my U. It's a bad habit, I know. All the letters are frayed. I play WARMER for 22 points, mainly so I can keep chewing on my U. As I'm picking new letters from the bag, I find myself thinking - the letters will tell me what to do. If they spell out KILL, or STAB, or her name, or anything, I'll do it right now. I'll finish her off. My rack spells MIHZPA. Plus the U in my mouth. Damn.

The heat of the sun is pushing at me through the window. I can hear buzzing insects outside. I hope they're not bees. My cousin Harold swallowed a bee when he was nine, his throat swelled up and he died. I hope that if they are bees, they fly into my wife's throat. She plays SWEATIER, using all her letters. 24 points plus a 50 point bonus. If it wasn't too hot to move I would strangle her right now. I am getting sweatier. It needs to rain, to clear the air. As soon as that thought crosses my mind, I find a good word. HUMID on a double-word score, using the D of JINXED. The U makes a little splash of saliva when I put it down. Another 22 points. I hope she has lousy letters. She tells me she has lousy letters. For some reason, I hate her more. She plays FAN, with the F on a double-letter, and gets up to fill the kettle and turn on the air conditioning.

It's the hottest day for ten years and my wife is turning on the kettle. This is why I hate my wife. I play ZAPS, with the Z doubled, and she gets a static shock off the air conditioning unit. I find this remarkably satisfying.

She sits back down with a heavy sigh and starts fiddling with her letters again. Clack clack. Clack clack. I feel a terrible rage build up inside me. Some inner poison slowly spreading through my limbs, and when it gets to my fingertips I am going to jump out of my chair, spilling the Scrabble tiles over the floor, and I am going to start hitting her again and again and again. The rage gets to my fingertips and passes. My heart is beating. I'm sweating. I think my face actually twitches. Then I sigh, deeply, and sit back into my chair. The kettle starts whistling. As the whistle builds it makes me feel hotter.She plays READY on a double-word for 18 points, then goes to pour herself a cup of tea. No I do not want one.

I steal a blank tile from the letter bag when she's not looking, and throw back a V from my rack. She gives me a suspicious look. She sits back down with her cup of tea, making a cup-ring on the table, as I play an 8-letter word: CHEATING, using the A of READY. 64 points, including the 50-point bonus, which means I'm beating her now. She asks me if I cheated. I really, really hate her. She plays IGNORE on the triple-word for 21 points. The score is 153 to her, 155 to me. The steam rising from her cup of tea makes me feel hotter. I try to make murderous words with the letters on my rack, but the best I can do is SLEEP. My wife sleeps all the time. She slept through an argument our next-door neighbours had that resulted in a broken door, a smashed TV and a Teletubby Lala doll with all the stuffing coming out. And then she b****** at me for being moody the next day from lack of sleep. If only there was some way for me to get rid of her.

I spot a chance to use all my letters. EXPLODES, using the X of JINXED. 72 points. That'll show her.

As I put the last letter down, there is a deafening bang and the air conditioning unit fails. My heart is racing, but not from the shock of the bang. I don't believe it - but it can't be a coincidence. The letters made it happen. I played the word EXPLODES, and it happened - the air conditioning unit exploded. And before, I played the word CHEATING when I cheated. And ZAP when my wife got the electric shock. The words are coming true. The letters are choosing their future. The whole game is - JINXED.

My wife plays SIGN, with the N on a triple-letter, for 10 points. I have to test this. I have to play something and see if it happens. Something unlikely, to prove that the letters are making it happen. My rack is ABQYFWE. That doesn't leave me with a lot of options. I start frantically chewing on the B. I play FLY, using the L of EXPLODES. I sit back in my chair and close my eyes, waiting for the sensation of rising up from my chair. Waiting to fly. Stupid. I open my eyes, and there's a fly. An insect, buzzing around above the Scrabble board, surfing the thermals from the tepid cup of tea. That proves nothing. The fly could have been there anyway. I need to play something unambiguous. Something that cannot be misinterpreted. Something absolute and final. Something terminal. Something murderous.My wife plays CAUTION, using a blank tile for the N. 18 points. My rack is AQWEUK, plus the B in my mouth. I am awed by the power of the letters, and frustrated that I cannot wield it. Maybe I should cheat again, and pick out the letters I need to spell SLASH or SLAY.

Then it hits me. The perfect word. A powerful, dangerous, terrible word. I play QUAKE for 19 points.

I wonder if the strength of the quake will be proportionate to how many points it scored. I can feel the trembling energy of potential in my veins. I am commanding fate. I am manipulating destiny. My wife plays DEATH for 34 points, just as the room starts to shake. I gasp with surprise and vindication - and the B that I was chewing on gets lodged in my throat. I try to cough. My face goes red, then blue. My throat swells. I draw blood clawing at my neck. The earthquake builds to a climax.

I fall to the floor. My wife just sits there, watching.

ps. I hope you guys enjoy this short story. Haha - This story is kinda unexpected. But quite nice to read during your break time : D

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ATTENTION : Towards the ending of this mv, she'll be wearing shorts. so tak perlu la tgk part tu  ye. ending dia tak penting pun :D lyrics dia je : )

Beautiful Is You

Assalamualaikum and a very good 5. 03 pm in the evening : )

This post is not the short story that I've promised you in my previous movie promotion (hahaha), apparently just another post that I've thought not once, not twice but thrice whether I should post this or not. And I really hope you guys would read this until the end before you make any abrubt conclusion. Okay.

Everything in this world, everyone in this world that He has created are beautiful. And no one and I mean NO ONE could change that fact. It is true that some things in physical they look "not- beautiful -like- I -claimed- in- my post" but if you look deeper or think deeper or learn deeper like if you take Biology, everything is so specific, so beautifully made, so wondefully created by Him. You, have no right to say to certain things or certain people ugly, oh hodoh gila, oh tak cantik! And right now, I'm emphasizing on the beauty of every girls in this planet.

I'm sure you know that beautiful is a nikmat or gift that He has lent to us. It is not something that you'll get to keep forever. Beauty will fade according to time, as it passes by. But still unfortunately, some girls who think they're beautiful, they didn't use it for goodness but they commercialised their beauty so that the whole world could see how amazingly beautiful they are. And comercialised here doesn't just mean by modelling, any work that requires us to face the public. And I'm not talking about girls who cover themselves, I'm talking about girls who doesn't. Please always remember, anytime, anywhere He can take your beauty, because after all, it is His.

And now, to other things. I'm not saying that I'm pretty or even beautiful, there are many, many other girls in my school, out there who are more , much more bautiful than I am but praises are all for Him,  but somehow, I usually get the compliments. But it doesn't matter at all to me. If you think I am pretty than Alhamdulillah, this beauty fyi, is never mine. But sometimes things are different for every girls. I remember during lunch last year, my friend said this to me " Wah, Rai. Bestlah jadi awak ni. Selalu ke awak kena puji camtu? " I stopped eating abrubtly, and I was blushing plus puzzled. I don't really remember what makes she said "..selalu ke awak kena puji camtu" but if I'm not mistaken before that, juniors were complimenting me or something like that. I said " Manade. biase je. Tak untung apa2 pun la wak" well something like that. But then she added, "haha, kita tak pernah pun kena puji camtu" That makes me feel bad, not for her, but for myself. Why not for her? Then are you saying oh pity her, tak pernah kena puji! No!  Actually she should know that I don't deserve any compliments at all! Being complimented is not great at all! To me, each and every one of the girl in this world is beautiful. We should be greatful of what we have, of what we are. And I'm sure you know that there also many other human beings on earth who got Allah's test, maybe blind, deaf, mute, and I also sometimes feel envious when look at other beautiful girls with flawless and porcelain skin, something like Nivea ads - -""" But it's wrong, if I'm a good believer, I shouldn't act that way, I should just be greatful for what I am now. And for your information girls, I know that getting compliments is something that all of us always yearn for especially on beauty, but whatever it is, all the praises doesn't belong to us, but belongs to Him.

My dad always say when he hugs my sisters and I, and when he kisses our cheeks, "Alhamdulillah, cantik cantik anak baba ni. Kalau kita nak puji seseorang tu, puji Allah dulu. Sebab kecantikan tu milik Dia." No worries, in Akhirat insha Allah, if we are good and pious believers, our faces will shine, we will have an eternal beauty. Whatever it is, we have to take care of ourselves. Take care of our relationship with Him and with the people around us.

Beauty is not physical. It is in the eye of the beholder. If you have wonderful heart, you are always beautiful.
Never frets when you look at yourself in front of the mirror, looks can be deceiving, but always make sure that your heart is clean. Beautiful is you.

Be happy always : )