I have always been interested in colours. Yes, life would be terribly dull without them. But we have been tuned to perceive colours as the material object, instead of realising the mechanics of our colour perception- and what we cannot see.
During high school, i remember learning about how the eyes process the lights around us to create perception. But we didnt go further on that, and i didnt try to go intensively on that chapter either, coz basically, we all studied FOR exam lol. Then interestingly, during IB, i got the chance to take higher level biology, and we indulged ourselves in neurons and the brains..and i got the chance to learn literature from Dr Reed, and we indulged ourselves in sensing the hidden meanings of words and sentences, and create imaginations and perceptions of our own.THAT'S LITERATURE people!
Most significantly, during IB, i learned Theory of Knowledge (TOK) by MR Shaw, and one of the main chapters of the subject is on "what is true and what is not". It did touch about how do we know a true religion a bit, (i remember osem sending warning messages to all of us about this), but i will not explain on that part. But TOK also touched a lot on our perceptions of the world, one specific task was whether colours are true.
Now in uni, all praise to Allah, i was moved enough to take psychology, which led me to the task of researching on how lights and colours affect our perceptions. And later today, i'm assigned to watch the sunset and write a report about it, or something like that.
Colour is a perception. They are distinguished by the light’s wavelengths generated through the eyes, and our brain processes this information to produce a visual display (IN THE BRAIN) that we experience as colours. This means that colours only exist within the brain. All along, it is solely light that is travelling from the object to our eyes,and it is solely light that we are actually seeing/watching, the object itself is not coloured, do you get what i'm trying to say?.
I wont go deeper into the scientific mechanism of how we derive light, coz its toooooo long, i'd have to touch on the eyeballs and neurons and brain parts,but basically,visible light that we see is merely just a small part of the full electromagnetic spectrum, which extends from cosmic rays at the highest energies down through the middle range (gamma rays, X- rays, the ultraviolet, the visible, the infrared, and radio waves) all the way down to the lowest energies. We see only the visible. In simple words, our eyes and brain do not provide visual perception of the non-visible light from the sun. In simpler words,we don't see everything. full stop=)
However, some animals can be different;
1. Bees
We see red,they see black+ uv purple,
we see orange they see yellow/green,
we see Yellow they see Yellow/green+Uv purple,
we see green they see green,
we see blue, they see blue+Uv violet,
we see violet they see Blue+Uv blue,
we see Purple they see Blue,
we see White they see Blue green,
we see Black and they see black.
2. Dogs
Instead of seeing the rainbow as violet, blue, blue-green, green, yellow, orange and red, dogs would see it as dark blue, light blue, grey, light yellow, darker yellow (sort of brown), and very dark grey. In other words, dogs see the colours of the world as basically yellow, blue and grey.
3. Birds
Birds typically can see far better than humans can. Their colour perceptions are those of humans + uv rays.
4. Deep sea fish
Until recently it was believed that deep-sea fish were unable to see red light, as these wavelengths are filtered out before reaching deep water. It turns out that a variety of these fish see colours in red, and this fluorescence is visible for short distances.
5. Snakes
Certain species of snake have thermal pits in addition to their eyes, extending their spectral range into the infrared.
6. Bulls.
Interestingly, bulls are not able to distinguish colour and would see the bullfighter’s red cape in shades of grey. They follow its movements, but do not perceive it as red - the red colour is only useful in its effect on the human spectators.
A recent debate was initiated by Liz Elliot, when Liz claimed that pink is not a colour, as it does not exist in the spectrum of visible light i.e. the rainbow. She goes on to explain that when red and violet light (longest and shortest wavelength) enters the eyes at the same time, our brain processes these two extremes by inventing a new colour halfway; which is THE VERY VERY BEAUTIFUL COLOUR PINK. So, pink is our brains' own creation, not existing in the spectrum of colours. And if its just a mind's creation, its nothing more than a perception.
When people see new colours, they tend to ask, “Has someone invented a new colour?”.I once asked my mum that, and she thinks i think too much hah.Well, they have not, but they certainly have invented new materials that produce colours (reflect/absorb lights) that people could not make before. Things like new paints, new inks, new kinds of televisions.However, when we experience new colours, we tend to think that they are invented. That is because colour is truly a perception that is unique to our brains and we tend to consider any new colour experiences as new "inventions",when its not.
We even dream in colours! And why wouldn't we? What we see in dreams is believed to be stimulation of the visual areas of the brain from the brain itself rather than from our eyes. If those areas of the brain can help us perceive colour based on the signals from our eyes when we are awake, why shouldn't they also be able to produce colour perceptions when stimulated by the brain?
Now come to think of these, if different beings can see different and limited sets of colours their whole lives, then the colours we see are not exactly there, right? And, if there are colours like pink, which are totally invented by the brain itself, then, that colour does not exactly exist if our brain disfunctions right? And, when we can even perceive colours when asleep and with our eyes close, then those colours don’t exactly exist right?If we only manage to see colours because we have a part of our brain that perceives light that way, then if we dont have that brain anymore, the colour cease to exist. It wont be there anymore, its not material.
I'm very intrigued by the fact that the colours we see, are our own creations.sorry, i mean, our "mind's" own perception. its almost like we ARE living in a world of perception. or a world of imaginations. or a world dreams. we only say the world's a reality because this is the ONLY dream that we keep back coming to, that we keep wake up to, apart from the ones we see in sleep, or the ones in the other dimensions. And just imagine, when we wake up to the day of judgement, even this world of so-called-reality cant be denied its similarity to just-a-dream.
In the midst of our varied ability to perceive different wavelengths, Allah SWT has stated in the al Qur’an, “No vision can grasp Him, but His grasp is over all vision” (surah al An’am; 103), signalling how our Creator the Almighty knows the limitations and differences of the visions of His creations.Wallahu'alam.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
when painting wont do
ask me for an advice,i'll tell you to try your hand on painting if not drawing. i believe indulging your mind into those tit bits of every dot can swing your whole view point to another height. ok,farisa roslan would say i'm being my over exxagerating self again, but its true!try it.
one time during this summer break, i tried to do this family portrait. its still there, right in front of me depan this laptop, unfinished, coz i couldnt help laughing every time i try to continue.
you see, there i was with the family photo in one hand and a pencil in the other, having finished sketching mak,ainul,mine,nisa,ifa and ayah's head and then perfectly trying to sketch ayah's t-shirt, which is crumpled from holding newborn baby ifa. the baju was rather difficult to be sketched as i could not figure out how the shape of the baju could come out to be.its like there are many extra lumps of red cloth on ayah's red t shirt, on the left side.so i sat there for bout a few minutes wondering what in the world that cloth is. in the picture, nisa seemed to be sitting on the sofa head right behind him, so there's no way by any chance the cloth could be hers..unless she wasnt sitting on the sofa head, but leaning on ayah's back with her kaki tangled to his side till her red shorts kind of nampak mcm ayah's own red baju. and the latter true..somehow all this realisation seemed too humorous to me as i connected how the real shape of nisa's red shorts should look like to the one i've drawn as ayah's extra piece of cloth, thus i couldnt stop laughing and cursing little nisa for sitting on top of poor old ayah (who in the picture doesnt seem to mind), and for making me confused.knowing nisa, should she know that in the future i would get my hands randomly on this photo and examine her so called princess-like position,she'd position herself a lil bit better.but who can guess the future huh.
pictures do tell a thousand of stories yeah..and when you draw the little bits and pieces, there tend to be some funny sides of it too, the ones you tend to miss if you only look at it by a glance of two.drawing makes you appreciate stuffs,and further comprehend them. so do try.
and another thing i realised, its much more difficult to draw the smiley faces of the ones who are not with you anymore..and your own smiley faces when you were with them.
one time during this summer break, i tried to do this family portrait. its still there, right in front of me depan this laptop, unfinished, coz i couldnt help laughing every time i try to continue.
you see, there i was with the family photo in one hand and a pencil in the other, having finished sketching mak,ainul,mine,nisa,ifa and ayah's head and then perfectly trying to sketch ayah's t-shirt, which is crumpled from holding newborn baby ifa. the baju was rather difficult to be sketched as i could not figure out how the shape of the baju could come out to be.its like there are many extra lumps of red cloth on ayah's red t shirt, on the left side.so i sat there for bout a few minutes wondering what in the world that cloth is. in the picture, nisa seemed to be sitting on the sofa head right behind him, so there's no way by any chance the cloth could be hers..unless she wasnt sitting on the sofa head, but leaning on ayah's back with her kaki tangled to his side till her red shorts kind of nampak mcm ayah's own red baju. and the latter true..somehow all this realisation seemed too humorous to me as i connected how the real shape of nisa's red shorts should look like to the one i've drawn as ayah's extra piece of cloth, thus i couldnt stop laughing and cursing little nisa for sitting on top of poor old ayah (who in the picture doesnt seem to mind), and for making me confused.knowing nisa, should she know that in the future i would get my hands randomly on this photo and examine her so called princess-like position,she'd position herself a lil bit better.but who can guess the future huh.
pictures do tell a thousand of stories yeah..and when you draw the little bits and pieces, there tend to be some funny sides of it too, the ones you tend to miss if you only look at it by a glance of two.drawing makes you appreciate stuffs,and further comprehend them. so do try.
and another thing i realised, its much more difficult to draw the smiley faces of the ones who are not with you anymore..and your own smiley faces when you were with them.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
ramadhan the first with love
yesterday which was first of ramadhan, a friend of mine's grandmother,passed away.and what's more,she died after we finished our solat tarawih here in melbourne,which means,sana kat malaysia,it would have been during maghrib;which means betul2 the start of ramadhan.may that be the best for her. from Allah we came and to Allah we'll return.definitely.al-fatihah..
one thing i realised early this year kan,when my sister nisa was sent to hospital was,that it hurt me so badly to know that she was suffering in pain.even though i wasnt even there to see her cry,or to witness the operation and all,the thought of her "feeling" the pain and being frightened, the thought of me unable to do anything to ease her burden and share the kesakitan,and the thought of her having to go through all those scary stages of operation alone,and most importantly,the though of how my mum is feeling,were enough for me to be disturbed every single day and to cry as well.i have always wanted (and "tried" though many many many countless times failed) to be the one whom my sisters can turn to,and seek advice from etc.and the feeling of unable to save nisa then, was seriously terribly saddening,almost like a failure of myself.
anyway,back to what i realised hehe,it was that,what if i can see nisa suffering from death itself?that would be more traumatic kot,to the power of infinity.lets say she dies (ya Allah panjangkanlah umur adikku) if i can actually see and know how she is being questioned,how she is being treated by the malaikats and etc...and the fact of how multipliedly frightened she'll be, coz she'll have to experience all that alone without suport too,imply how much MORE helpless i will be nanti.i cant imagine how i am going to feel if i ever be given the chance to witness THAT.
if we see someone whom we have loved and taken care of,whom we have groomed from kecik sampai besar,whom we have helped and protected from harm,if we see that someone being tortured nanti (na'uzubillah)..that would surely excruciatingly disturb us so much more than if we see him or her being tortured by a painful illness here on earth kan?clearly humans are so powerless,not just for their family but even for our own selves.how FRUSTRATING is that?..see how much we actually need Allah's forgiveness and blessings and help?.
may my friend's grandmother be given forgiveness,dan dimudahkan urusannya.amin~
and happy fasting everyone!
happy fasting aleen,fatin,kay,fida,jiha,maryam,aiman,pau,amien,mirul,khairul,osem,hafiz!!
happy fasting bila,ain,ejan,suha,piya,che nat,pikah,kuya,nana,sya.
happy fasting hannah,ainin,zuhra,awin,tihah,mek yah!
i love you all.
BY THE WAY!!its almost spring here!weeeeeeeeeeee.new leaves are popping out.one time ni i walked along a pathway with trees and flowers along both sides,and omg,the air actually smells!
i was like,"wait,am i just imagining this, but is the pollen-concentration betul2 high?" gile jakun.
here are some pictures i took of half blooming/already bloomed flowers on the way to uni=D
have no idea the names of these plants,i should go check them out.and there are a lot more photos,maybe i'll upload them later.cheers!!!!
n
one thing i realised early this year kan,when my sister nisa was sent to hospital was,that it hurt me so badly to know that she was suffering in pain.even though i wasnt even there to see her cry,or to witness the operation and all,the thought of her "feeling" the pain and being frightened, the thought of me unable to do anything to ease her burden and share the kesakitan,and the thought of her having to go through all those scary stages of operation alone,and most importantly,the though of how my mum is feeling,were enough for me to be disturbed every single day and to cry as well.i have always wanted (and "tried" though many many many countless times failed) to be the one whom my sisters can turn to,and seek advice from etc.and the feeling of unable to save nisa then, was seriously terribly saddening,almost like a failure of myself.
anyway,back to what i realised hehe,it was that,what if i can see nisa suffering from death itself?that would be more traumatic kot,to the power of infinity.lets say she dies (ya Allah panjangkanlah umur adikku) if i can actually see and know how she is being questioned,how she is being treated by the malaikats and etc...and the fact of how multipliedly frightened she'll be, coz she'll have to experience all that alone without suport too,imply how much MORE helpless i will be nanti.i cant imagine how i am going to feel if i ever be given the chance to witness THAT.
if we see someone whom we have loved and taken care of,whom we have groomed from kecik sampai besar,whom we have helped and protected from harm,if we see that someone being tortured nanti (na'uzubillah)..that would surely excruciatingly disturb us so much more than if we see him or her being tortured by a painful illness here on earth kan?clearly humans are so powerless,not just for their family but even for our own selves.how FRUSTRATING is that?..see how much we actually need Allah's forgiveness and blessings and help?.
may my friend's grandmother be given forgiveness,dan dimudahkan urusannya.amin~
and happy fasting everyone!
happy fasting aleen,fatin,kay,fida,jiha,maryam,aiman,pau,amien,mirul,khairul,osem,hafiz!!
happy fasting bila,ain,ejan,suha,piya,che nat,pikah,kuya,nana,sya.
happy fasting hannah,ainin,zuhra,awin,tihah,mek yah!
i love you all.
BY THE WAY!!its almost spring here!weeeeeeeeeeee.new leaves are popping out.one time ni i walked along a pathway with trees and flowers along both sides,and omg,the air actually smells!
i was like,"wait,am i just imagining this, but is the pollen-concentration betul2 high?" gile jakun.
here are some pictures i took of half blooming/already bloomed flowers on the way to uni=D
have no idea the names of these plants,i should go check them out.and there are a lot more photos,maybe i'll upload them later.cheers!!!!
n
Monday, May 25, 2009
exam rush
final exam's on the way in two weeks tyme..
wish me luck people..
and oh aleen and fatin,do invite me smula to read your blog.grrr
wish me luck people..
and oh aleen and fatin,do invite me smula to read your blog.grrr
Sunday, April 5, 2009
some reflections of what we are..
ahahaha sorry people for late posts..its not that i have been so occupied with stuffs (i'm still an active facebook member) ..its just that i've been having so many things to talk about but then i kept thinking that i should keep them to myself and express to others whom i'll be meeting face to face..get what i mean?and sometimes i try to type them down and they went up to be so long that i decided that its too long for a post so i deleted them again and again.kenapa laaa begini..aleen,fatin,kay,mary i need you to check my essays hmm..
anyway,melbourne is indeed very nice,though nice is too simple for a description.i'm staying in a students apartment, alone,hopefully planning to move out ngn azeem next year and live together kat another block.=) there have been a lot of open houses and a lot of garage sales lately,even yesterday agnes and ze ying went to a garage sale somewhere,and another one they went last two weeks ago.omg the garage sales here are worth it believe me,so people coming to melb,inform me if nk cari cheap stuffs,i know where=)
the days are sometimes hot yeah,but the winds are basically always always cold,so knowing myself yg tak tahan sejuk,i'll bring along a jacket or sweater everytime i go out just in case.but its sooo kering.reminder to others who are coming to any parts of australia:pakai moisturisers and creams and minum banyak air.if in malaysia you drink 8 glasses everyday,try to get ten glasses everyday in aust..insyaAllah water wont kill you ha3.
one thing that kept me thinking..ever since the last few years people have been asking me (i'm not sure whether its randomly or purposely) about whether i'm an extremist or not..even during ib some people come up to me utk tanya zahra you're not an extreme muslim kan?even here in melbourne i got a few people asking me the same thing..
can i get things right..to some future askers and future answerers/explainers..i dont think there should be any labelling between muslims. and i dont agree with muslims saying that they are not an extremist,coz to me, i think if you are a true muslim or if you are trying to be a true muslim, then you should be an extremist.being a muslim simply means penyerahan diri sepenuh penuhnya to the one and only God.isnt that an extreme already?you dont divide any other attention,or purpose or reason for living other than for Allah SWT.and every single day you claim that ibadatku,hidupku,matiku hanyalah utk Allah SWT during your prayers.if you are a true muslim then you should understand what you are saying.and if you understand then you should also mean it,that everything is really is only for Allah SWT.so if everything is for Allah SWT,then that is an enough definition for an extreme kan?everyday,you vow to be an extremist,and so everyday you should berusaha utk menjadi one.
its only when the misguided definition of an extreme muslim happens that we muslims ourselves think that being a lesser extremist is better and more closer to the real meaning of a true muslim.coz if you label terrorists who kill non muslims who havent done them any harm as extremists,that doesnt really show an extremist of islam coz they did not fully embody the islamic moral and teachings which strictly prohibited muslims from endangering non muslims who didn't start the attack,and that attacks on a muslim's part should only be for self defence..coz an extreme muslim would be treating non muslims gently and respectfully coz Allah told us to, and would be telling the truth about everything coz Allah told us to, and would never harm someone else's body and properties coz Allah told us not to, and would help his or her brothers and sisters coz Allah told us to and would only talk when necessary and when it would bring goodness to talk because Alah told us to..these are extremes,coz you only do goodness to other people and to yourself because of Allah,and because you bow to Allah's orders and not to anyone or anything else.everything that you do is not because of a simple lust, instead you develop your lust and your wants and your characteristics/personality in line with what Allah told you to be.i think that's extreme enough, and yes we should be an extreme in seeking and doing goodness.so be proud to be one(and be proud to try to be one).=)
and talking about a true muslim,learning the meaning of Qur'an and hadiths is an obligation for all muslims,so all of us should study and understand what being a muslim stands for, and practice it.we always admire those people who have reverted to Islam,thinking that they have gone through all the thinking and learning processes and finally achieved their best own decision and understanding of the true belief so they have reached a high level of kemanisan iman..but that is actually compulsary for all of us,not just for a non muslim who is seeking the truth but also for us muslims who also should be seeking.
one of the reasons for syirik is because of mengikut the footsteps of nenek moyang.the people of jahiliyyah followed the teachings and actions of their fathers without questioning and thinking...now,what would you do if you're not borned and raised as a muslim?..would you simply follow your parents' religions and beliefs without further studying them?ask yourselves..maybe because you're scared they'd disown you if you convert to another religion or something of your own personal conflicts..
dont you think that if you claim to be a muslim,just because you're borned as one and not because you really understand it and fully practise it,then you'd kinda be just the same as mengikut the footsteps of others and the nenek moyangs which thus means that you're not really a true muslim?...
then you cant just simply claim that you'll get to heaven jugak in the end coz you've already stated the kalimah syahadah and thus you're officially a muslim already. that is truely a lie,you're lying to yourself and to others, but of course never to Allah swt..dont expect much happy endings if you're only a muslim by words and physical..we need to seek it too,not just a non muslim.it is indeed a kewajiban,so dont take it easy.learn.and learn some more..
anyway,melbourne is indeed very nice,though nice is too simple for a description.i'm staying in a students apartment, alone,hopefully planning to move out ngn azeem next year and live together kat another block.=) there have been a lot of open houses and a lot of garage sales lately,even yesterday agnes and ze ying went to a garage sale somewhere,and another one they went last two weeks ago.omg the garage sales here are worth it believe me,so people coming to melb,inform me if nk cari cheap stuffs,i know where=)
the days are sometimes hot yeah,but the winds are basically always always cold,so knowing myself yg tak tahan sejuk,i'll bring along a jacket or sweater everytime i go out just in case.but its sooo kering.reminder to others who are coming to any parts of australia:pakai moisturisers and creams and minum banyak air.if in malaysia you drink 8 glasses everyday,try to get ten glasses everyday in aust..insyaAllah water wont kill you ha3.
one thing that kept me thinking..ever since the last few years people have been asking me (i'm not sure whether its randomly or purposely) about whether i'm an extremist or not..even during ib some people come up to me utk tanya zahra you're not an extreme muslim kan?even here in melbourne i got a few people asking me the same thing..
can i get things right..to some future askers and future answerers/explainers..i dont think there should be any labelling between muslims. and i dont agree with muslims saying that they are not an extremist,coz to me, i think if you are a true muslim or if you are trying to be a true muslim, then you should be an extremist.being a muslim simply means penyerahan diri sepenuh penuhnya to the one and only God.isnt that an extreme already?you dont divide any other attention,or purpose or reason for living other than for Allah SWT.and every single day you claim that ibadatku,hidupku,matiku hanyalah utk Allah SWT during your prayers.if you are a true muslim then you should understand what you are saying.and if you understand then you should also mean it,that everything is really is only for Allah SWT.so if everything is for Allah SWT,then that is an enough definition for an extreme kan?everyday,you vow to be an extremist,and so everyday you should berusaha utk menjadi one.
its only when the misguided definition of an extreme muslim happens that we muslims ourselves think that being a lesser extremist is better and more closer to the real meaning of a true muslim.coz if you label terrorists who kill non muslims who havent done them any harm as extremists,that doesnt really show an extremist of islam coz they did not fully embody the islamic moral and teachings which strictly prohibited muslims from endangering non muslims who didn't start the attack,and that attacks on a muslim's part should only be for self defence..coz an extreme muslim would be treating non muslims gently and respectfully coz Allah told us to, and would be telling the truth about everything coz Allah told us to, and would never harm someone else's body and properties coz Allah told us not to, and would help his or her brothers and sisters coz Allah told us to and would only talk when necessary and when it would bring goodness to talk because Alah told us to..these are extremes,coz you only do goodness to other people and to yourself because of Allah,and because you bow to Allah's orders and not to anyone or anything else.everything that you do is not because of a simple lust, instead you develop your lust and your wants and your characteristics/personality in line with what Allah told you to be.i think that's extreme enough, and yes we should be an extreme in seeking and doing goodness.so be proud to be one(and be proud to try to be one).=)
and talking about a true muslim,learning the meaning of Qur'an and hadiths is an obligation for all muslims,so all of us should study and understand what being a muslim stands for, and practice it.we always admire those people who have reverted to Islam,thinking that they have gone through all the thinking and learning processes and finally achieved their best own decision and understanding of the true belief so they have reached a high level of kemanisan iman..but that is actually compulsary for all of us,not just for a non muslim who is seeking the truth but also for us muslims who also should be seeking.
one of the reasons for syirik is because of mengikut the footsteps of nenek moyang.the people of jahiliyyah followed the teachings and actions of their fathers without questioning and thinking...now,what would you do if you're not borned and raised as a muslim?..would you simply follow your parents' religions and beliefs without further studying them?ask yourselves..maybe because you're scared they'd disown you if you convert to another religion or something of your own personal conflicts..
dont you think that if you claim to be a muslim,just because you're borned as one and not because you really understand it and fully practise it,then you'd kinda be just the same as mengikut the footsteps of others and the nenek moyangs which thus means that you're not really a true muslim?...
then you cant just simply claim that you'll get to heaven jugak in the end coz you've already stated the kalimah syahadah and thus you're officially a muslim already. that is truely a lie,you're lying to yourself and to others, but of course never to Allah swt..dont expect much happy endings if you're only a muslim by words and physical..we need to seek it too,not just a non muslim.it is indeed a kewajiban,so dont take it easy.learn.and learn some more..
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Sunday, January 18, 2009
the cartoons
you know that people say that tv programmes influence your kids?do you believe it?to a large or small extent??
uuughhh but who cares.you cant protect everyone from everything kan.they're all in the process of growing up and learning..and the childhood years of "believing in the magical world of imagination"
cheers!
i dislike Courage the cowardly dog
coz i think i saw some kid acting like one
i dislike pingu
coz i think i saw some kid walking like one
i dislike spongebob
coz i think i saw some kid talking like one
coz i think i saw some kid acting like one
i dislike pingu
coz i think i saw some kid walking like one
i dislike spongebob
coz i think i saw some kid talking like one
uuughhh but who cares.you cant protect everyone from everything kan.they're all in the process of growing up and learning..and the childhood years of "believing in the magical world of imagination"
cheers!
Saturday, November 22, 2008
A skip of the heartbeat..No More IB Yeay!!
THE INTERNATIONAL BACCALAUREATTE DIPLOMA PROGRAMME IS NOW OFFICIALLY OVER!!THE WHOLE TWO YEARS ARE OVERRRR!!
~background music : fire crackers,bombs,canon balls,guns~
actually tak tau nak rase mcm mana.i'm very relieved, but not too happy as i'm still so nervous waiting for the results in january. even when after french tadi we all (the girls je) jumped into the d'shire swimming pool (since the guards kat school tak bagi we all jump into the school's swimming pool without permission by a teacher, and fyi all teachers have gone for their kursus), i am very aware that the portrayal of happiness and excitement shown by the jumping and splashing and screaming and laughing does not reflect much of my feelings at that time at all, i jumped mainly for the sake of joining and making a splash of termination-beginning gap between ib and the upcoming new life of not sure yet what) i've done the best i can,prayed as hard as i can,i hope the outcome would be the best for me and family. Allah The Almigty knows.and i hope i'll have the strength of menerima segala ketentuan, frustration or nikmat dgn hati yg sabar and bersyukur. my dad always say, the greater the challenge, the more significant is Allah's love..i miss ayah..
Its been soo long since i 've been writing now mcm tak tau nk start kat mana though i know i've got plenty to blog about.i believe that i've been different eversince the few weeks before the exam. i'd shown most of my friends the worst of me at times and i do apologise. its not that i mean it..and i believe my friends especially my darling housemates had also shown the worst of themselves.you guys realised kan that when i'm stressed up i'll spend all the time i can get to be quiet and isolated, most importantly to be alone. and different people act differently at times of stress as exemplified by you guys=) i've realised some becoming more sarcastic and cold and more of a teaser,and some increasing the nagging habit=P hehe and some increasing their complaints and nonsence talk.it was fun observing,but of course i didnt spend time observing much pun coz i was too busy with myself and my own emotions to bother others at first..until the epiphany (moment of realisation or moment of truth, remember literature students??)datang..when maryam cried and everybody berkumpul and start la all this sesi luahan hati as we called it.and everybody was like mmm...oooo...kenape???...dont worry.. haha. it felt so good talking.to kay again i'm sorry i was sarcastic( i was never sarcastic to you kan hehe) to maryam i'm sorry i lose myself into all those messiness, to my farah nasuha farinordin i'm terribly sooo sorry that i had forgotten your birthdayyyy huuuu ..my mind was unsettled.is this the outcome of not taking english literature A1 seriously during the first year?i'm not quite sure. haha.
omg i really am gonna miss you ib mates la. i wonder how in the world we somehow MANAGED to get close to each other when we're all so very different in terms of everything! and i mean everything as in personality, physical caracteristics, tastes, needs and wants. i remember one time when me and my again beloved darling housies were lepak lepaking on the queen matress in the living room. remembered our dialogues in identifying one another's differences very well though not with any sequence..haha, see if you guys can identify who's who.
housie01: i rase smua org dlm rumah ni cacat except me and jiha je normal.
housie02: helllooooo you yg paling cacat.i tak penah jumpa anyone yg suara loudspeaker like you.
housie03: betul betul!i pun tak penah jumpa anyone yg suara kuat like you.
housie04: and i pun tak penah jumpa org yg boleh buat suara mcm soprano like you.
housie02: i tak penah jumpa org yg bila angkat phone nada dia hellooOOOO like you.
housie04: i tak penah jumpa org yg happy dgn a hair like yours.
housie05: i tak penah jumpa org yg feminine like you
housie02: i tak penah jumpa org yg bila jogging je sakit lutut terus like you
housie04: i tak penah jumpa org yg suka camwhore like you
housie05: i tak penah jumpa org yg boleh tak makan mcm you
housie04: i tak penah jumpa org yg menangis on the phone kuat2 like you
housie05: i tak penah jumpa org yg blur mcm you
housie02: i tak penah jumpa org yg ketawa kuat kuat mcm you
housie01: i tak penah jumpa org yg as messy as you
housie02: i tak penah jumpa org yg kat atas table dia ada everything like you
housie04: i tak penah jumpa org yg as fair as you.
housie01: i tak penah jumpa org yg pemalas mcm you
housie02: i tak penah jumpa org yg suka nagging like you
housie02: i tak penah jumpa org yg boleh tido mana mana like you
housie02: i tak penah jumpa org yg tak makan batang sayur like you.
housie04: i tak penah jumpa org yg talkative gile non stop like you.
housie04: i tak penah jumpa org yg bila sneeze lawak like you
housie02: i tak penah jumpa org yg suara mcm you
housie02: i tak penah jumpa org yg fashion taste mcm you
housie02: i tak penah jumpa org yg bila lapar menangis mcm you
housie02: i tak penah jumpa org yg cakap ngn mak dia kuat mcm you
housie02: i tak penah jumpa org yg jalan mcm samseng like you
housie02: i tak penah jumpa org yg makan laju mcm you
5 je yg active talking at that tyme coz jiha tgh dgn laptop and only mendengar and laugh.and housie03 and housie01 suggested a lot of other "i tak penah jumpas" but i forgot da their ideas..yeah yeah we're all very much and widely diverted kan.you know, i believe kan, opposites do not attract, they only contribute to the sustainability of a relationship/friendship.they contribute to the tides and waves of the constant sea of human relation (thanks to faizal i'm kinda influenced by his use of metaphors) which invigorate the feelings and deepen the understandings.
to the june batch of 2007, i wish you guys the best of luck. i must agree with khairul in that i also think that it is too late to change a higher level subject from english a1 to malay a1, and i had personally told hanis and sofia this. coz seriously 6 more months to go, its quite short a time for such drastic change.but then again if you guys are confident in yourselves and in your choices, go ahead with it and i wish you good luck. but please take note that what khairul wrote in his blog is basically an opinion, something to think about, suggesting some perceptions which you might not have seen.i did not expect such emotional responses.
~background music : fire crackers,bombs,canon balls,guns~
actually tak tau nak rase mcm mana.i'm very relieved, but not too happy as i'm still so nervous waiting for the results in january. even when after french tadi we all (the girls je) jumped into the d'shire swimming pool (since the guards kat school tak bagi we all jump into the school's swimming pool without permission by a teacher, and fyi all teachers have gone for their kursus), i am very aware that the portrayal of happiness and excitement shown by the jumping and splashing and screaming and laughing does not reflect much of my feelings at that time at all, i jumped mainly for the sake of joining and making a splash of termination-beginning gap between ib and the upcoming new life of not sure yet what) i've done the best i can,prayed as hard as i can,i hope the outcome would be the best for me and family. Allah The Almigty knows.and i hope i'll have the strength of menerima segala ketentuan, frustration or nikmat dgn hati yg sabar and bersyukur. my dad always say, the greater the challenge, the more significant is Allah's love..i miss ayah..
Its been soo long since i 've been writing now mcm tak tau nk start kat mana though i know i've got plenty to blog about.i believe that i've been different eversince the few weeks before the exam. i'd shown most of my friends the worst of me at times and i do apologise. its not that i mean it..and i believe my friends especially my darling housemates had also shown the worst of themselves.you guys realised kan that when i'm stressed up i'll spend all the time i can get to be quiet and isolated, most importantly to be alone. and different people act differently at times of stress as exemplified by you guys=) i've realised some becoming more sarcastic and cold and more of a teaser,and some increasing the nagging habit=P hehe and some increasing their complaints and nonsence talk.it was fun observing,but of course i didnt spend time observing much pun coz i was too busy with myself and my own emotions to bother others at first..until the epiphany (moment of realisation or moment of truth, remember literature students??)datang..when maryam cried and everybody berkumpul and start la all this sesi luahan hati as we called it.and everybody was like mmm...oooo...kenape???...dont worry.. haha. it felt so good talking.to kay again i'm sorry i was sarcastic( i was never sarcastic to you kan hehe) to maryam i'm sorry i lose myself into all those messiness, to my farah nasuha farinordin i'm terribly sooo sorry that i had forgotten your birthdayyyy huuuu ..my mind was unsettled.is this the outcome of not taking english literature A1 seriously during the first year?i'm not quite sure. haha.
omg i really am gonna miss you ib mates la. i wonder how in the world we somehow MANAGED to get close to each other when we're all so very different in terms of everything! and i mean everything as in personality, physical caracteristics, tastes, needs and wants. i remember one time when me and my again beloved darling housies were lepak lepaking on the queen matress in the living room. remembered our dialogues in identifying one another's differences very well though not with any sequence..haha, see if you guys can identify who's who.
housie01: i rase smua org dlm rumah ni cacat except me and jiha je normal.
housie02: helllooooo you yg paling cacat.i tak penah jumpa anyone yg suara loudspeaker like you.
housie03: betul betul!i pun tak penah jumpa anyone yg suara kuat like you.
housie04: and i pun tak penah jumpa org yg boleh buat suara mcm soprano like you.
housie02: i tak penah jumpa org yg bila angkat phone nada dia hellooOOOO like you.
housie04: i tak penah jumpa org yg happy dgn a hair like yours.
housie05: i tak penah jumpa org yg feminine like you
housie02: i tak penah jumpa org yg bila jogging je sakit lutut terus like you
housie04: i tak penah jumpa org yg suka camwhore like you
housie05: i tak penah jumpa org yg boleh tak makan mcm you
housie04: i tak penah jumpa org yg menangis on the phone kuat2 like you
housie05: i tak penah jumpa org yg blur mcm you
housie02: i tak penah jumpa org yg ketawa kuat kuat mcm you
housie01: i tak penah jumpa org yg as messy as you
housie02: i tak penah jumpa org yg kat atas table dia ada everything like you
housie04: i tak penah jumpa org yg as fair as you.
housie01: i tak penah jumpa org yg pemalas mcm you
housie02: i tak penah jumpa org yg suka nagging like you
housie02: i tak penah jumpa org yg boleh tido mana mana like you
housie02: i tak penah jumpa org yg tak makan batang sayur like you.
housie04: i tak penah jumpa org yg talkative gile non stop like you.
housie04: i tak penah jumpa org yg bila sneeze lawak like you
housie02: i tak penah jumpa org yg suara mcm you
housie02: i tak penah jumpa org yg fashion taste mcm you
housie02: i tak penah jumpa org yg bila lapar menangis mcm you
housie02: i tak penah jumpa org yg cakap ngn mak dia kuat mcm you
housie02: i tak penah jumpa org yg jalan mcm samseng like you
housie02: i tak penah jumpa org yg makan laju mcm you
5 je yg active talking at that tyme coz jiha tgh dgn laptop and only mendengar and laugh.and housie03 and housie01 suggested a lot of other "i tak penah jumpas" but i forgot da their ideas..yeah yeah we're all very much and widely diverted kan.you know, i believe kan, opposites do not attract, they only contribute to the sustainability of a relationship/friendship.they contribute to the tides and waves of the constant sea of human relation (thanks to faizal i'm kinda influenced by his use of metaphors) which invigorate the feelings and deepen the understandings.
to the june batch of 2007, i wish you guys the best of luck. i must agree with khairul in that i also think that it is too late to change a higher level subject from english a1 to malay a1, and i had personally told hanis and sofia this. coz seriously 6 more months to go, its quite short a time for such drastic change.but then again if you guys are confident in yourselves and in your choices, go ahead with it and i wish you good luck. but please take note that what khairul wrote in his blog is basically an opinion, something to think about, suggesting some perceptions which you might not have seen.i did not expect such emotional responses.
Friday, September 5, 2008
D.A.F.F.O.D.I.L.S
Daffodils
I wander’d lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretch’d in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay;
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee;
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
William Wordsworth
Saturday, August 16, 2008
and here comes the remedy.
MOCK'S OVER!!!!!!!
yipppeeeee!!! i feel like shouting and screaming and jumping and hugging people in joy after the last paper.wanted to shout out there and then
ALEEEENNNNN!!!!
or FATINEEEEEEE!!!
or FIDAAAAAAAA
or MARYYYYYYY!!
or JIHAAAAAAA!!
or EGGGGIIIEEEEEEE!!!!
or KAAAAAYYYYYY!!
but of course la..no can do.. sadly everybody else smua da balik. sad gille nak mampus. only those sitting for bio paper je yang pegi skola on thursday and friday, and after that last paper 3
in class the instant mr soong passed me by taking away the paper
me: siangie..(smiling to siang hang, he sat in front of me, the next row)
siang hang: finally ( he smiled)
ju anne : we're free ( smiled)
outside the class in the hallway by the classroom door
me: freedom comes in the end leganyeee but tak rasa happy sgt kan?
siang hang: ya laa, because all the others are not here to share our joy maa. so unfair. they can celebrate their happiness with us tapi kite..da too late.
me: yeah, and its damn quiet in the school jugak .if they're all in the apartment it wouldnt be too frustrating. the problem is, maryam and jiha da balik, agnes kat genting, and KAY's sleeping! i think i wanna call kay now lah, cant stand it.( and so i called her and happily woke her up)
and then me and ju anne went back in siangie's car.mcm tu je our so called YEAYYYY!! at school. sobs.=(
but putting that 'factor' of frustration aside, i am indeed very relieved that we'd all finished our trial. i think overall, i did quite ok la kot, emphasising the KOT, considering the few unsatisfying answers here and there, the few mistakes and carelessness in some, the few tak cukup masa, and the one BIG WORST FLUNKing ESSAY,.. All those blunders i think i can overrule them with more practice.
PRACTICE NEEDED!
About 80 more days to go, and by November, hopefully I’ll have enough practices. This full format trial really wears me out. Why on earth didn't we have full format exams before? The school should provide us with more than one exposure of this, since last year lagi. Then only we wouldn't have been too surprised and stressed up for two whole weeks. And I could have had a better time management and practice in writing English essays. Feel like crying bila teringat balik that English paper. have you ever experienced finishing an essay which you're very sure that THAT is the best you can do and the best and only ideas you have, but at the same time you're also very VERY sure that THAT is inadequate, too vague plus lack of in depth analysis and that THAT could never guarantee you an A in English. Now when I think of fatin I’ll be thinking of “PEMIMPIIIIIIIN” (with fingers waving at each other).this is just what we all as pemimpin have to go through aite fatin? kita pemimpin.=)
Date with the past years Qs.
Monday
Read ‘An Evil Cradling’ and ‘Wind Sand and Stars’
Tuesday
Do all economics past years’ questions
Wednesday
Do all mathematics past years’ questions
Thursday
Bio. Read biology. Finish up the whole option G and option H. and half of the core subject at least.
Friday
Do all business and management past years’ questions
Saturday
French essays. Practice. And also grammar and vocab.
My 7 year old brother Thalhah pun baru finished his test recently and mak called me just to talk about how funny his answers were, especially for BM.
One question:
Ini adalah baju _________.
Thalhah’s answer: Ini adalah baju SEMBAHYANG!
Ini adalah _________.
Thalhah’s answer: Ini adalah AYAH!
and when asked why he didn’t write down DOCTOR, he said
“sebab man tu nampak mcm ayah je..”
Piece porridge hot piece porridge cold
Piece porridge in the pot nine days old
Father like it hot father like it cold
Father like it in the pot nine days old
Piece porridge hot piece porridge cold
Piece porridge I the pot nine days old
Father likes it COLD father likes it COLD
Father likes it in the pot ONE days old.
Everything is related to ayah. And as I laughed out loud with my mum over his answers.( well, for one thing, he didn’t go to kindergarten, so this is kinda like his first year really sitting for formal tests, so all of us are very excited in keeping up with how he’s coping), I realised that actually kan, his answers are in fact clever ones. the justifications are arguable for a seven year old. He actually took the effort in understanding the meaning of the words and visualising the pictures and their functions. And he answered based on those creative thoughts, and not based on what the question typed asked for.
Now THAT is the Child Mozart in you, THAT is the Child Mozart that hasn’t been destroyed and kept unattended in the inner garden of the mind, THAT is the work of the GARDENER the guardian of the inner wisdom and THAT is the real MAN, with the spirit breathed upon the clay.
The education system I think to some extent brings the machine-like systematic thinking out of children. maybe its because of the ways the teachers teach which lead to less imagination, I don’t know, coz ye la
Saturday, August 9, 2008
tick tock..4 minutes.
Assalamualaikum.Saya sebagai Menteri Belia dan Sukan Sri KDU mengalu alukan warga IB utk active menonton SUKAN Olimpik Beijing.Mari kita sama2 mencontohi naziha abdullah yang always thinks about badminton until she HAS to refer batman as badminton, dan awang mohd faizal yang is very concerned about the time we had to go to nadiya's bithday party so as not to clash with Olympic on tv, and be enthusiastic and excited like them dlm menyokong industri sukan dunia.oh yeah! Semoga kita semua sihat wal'afiat insyaAllah.Saya yng menurut perintah: fatimah zahra.
formal enough?
two more subjects to go for mock exam.The two most fretted killer subjects -
BIOLOGY
i doubt whether i can memorise all...
ENGLISH LITERATURE A1
analysing peoms and literature works..comparing and contrasting the evil cradling and wind,sand and stars..
practice zahra.
and a very HAPPY BIRTHDAY i wish to the 7th august girls
YVONNE LAI
NADIYA NAIR
and darling AINUL MARDHIAH
i wish the three of you all the best things in life.NADIYA NAIR
and darling AINUL MARDHIAH
...hurm..teringat pulak the topic debate during f3, 'all the best things in life are free'.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
how about a round of applause
what a day today...lets list down the important incidents i wouldnt wanna forget when i'm over with IB.ahahaha.
first of all, theres our huck finn presentation!my gawd,thank you guys, we were great!..and funny laa.haha.even dr reed laughed out loud!hafiz, you and your tanned' skin colour really reflected jim very well, and the way you row the raft is soooooo NOT like a nigger that it looks wierd, and then you hiding under the blanket attempting to hide from me and fatin is so un'sivilised'.haha.and then theres paoe the goody two shoes sound heart in white, and cousin syed the racist devil deformed conscience in red.both of them played their roles very well.aleen too, the unreliable narrator huck finn,she managed to portray a confused looking huck, pathetic at first yet steady wooo steady.hahaha.i guess its coz she just got her conditional letter from victoria uni in wellington,she's in a very happy mood.congrats leen!!!!i'm so proud of you.haih,but bila my conditional letters nak smpai.i really hope dapat.melbourne would be nice..anu too..(dreamy eyes).anyway,back to the acts, we were very good.the act was well done.ahah, and of course la because of me and fatin,the two most important characters in the act!MUAHAHAHA!i think the problem about our orchestrations so far is, that none of us ever played the characters similar to our own characters in class.i mean, for example,paoe, being boss(he's not that pathetic), sound heart (he's not that kind hahaha)and julius caesar(err??..).but syed is an exceptional la as he always gets the bad guy character, brutus(the killer),zorba(the free spirited man who curses a lot), and the deformed conscience(the bad bad southerners), kinda similar to him in some ways hahahahaha no offense syed.
and ib won many medals and trophies today!the dance!the best debaters for english and mandarin!good good, go ib.we even skipped miss harjit's weekly test to cheer on siang hang and jon mah going up on stage.well, she grumbled la, and unfortunately increased the questions to 6 questions instead of 1,and kept telling us to do it and if possible try to do it in class jugak.(which yvonne did)
and me and pao had our conversation on observation of the day..
paoe:do you think eggie is beautiful?
me:yeah, what about you?
paoe:actually she's quite beautiful la.
me:she does look like amber chia kan?
paoe:amber chia?i dont think so.do you think juanne's beautiful?
me:yeah, juanne tu of course la,inside and outside beautiful.
pao:haha,yeah, inside and outside..hey..see what she's doing..
me:where?
pao:there!sleeping.
such beauty..hahhahahahahahaha.
but i dont know, i wasnt motivated today,in almost everything i did.i had quite a lot of misunderstandings with many people lah this week.i think its my fault.am i too sensitive?haih.am i too sensitive?am i too sensitive?am i too sensitive?am i too sensitive?i should say nO and try attracting that answer to come with THE LAW OF ATTRACTION!
first of all, theres our huck finn presentation!my gawd,thank you guys, we were great!..and funny laa.haha.even dr reed laughed out loud!hafiz, you and your tanned' skin colour really reflected jim very well, and the way you row the raft is soooooo NOT like a nigger that it looks wierd, and then you hiding under the blanket attempting to hide from me and fatin is so un'sivilised'.haha.and then theres paoe the goody two shoes sound heart in white, and cousin syed the racist devil deformed conscience in red.both of them played their roles very well.aleen too, the unreliable narrator huck finn,she managed to portray a confused looking huck, pathetic at first yet steady wooo steady.hahaha.i guess its coz she just got her conditional letter from victoria uni in wellington,she's in a very happy mood.congrats leen!!!!i'm so proud of you.haih,but bila my conditional letters nak smpai.i really hope dapat.melbourne would be nice..anu too..(dreamy eyes).anyway,back to the acts, we were very good.the act was well done.ahah, and of course la because of me and fatin,the two most important characters in the act!MUAHAHAHA!i think the problem about our orchestrations so far is, that none of us ever played the characters similar to our own characters in class.i mean, for example,paoe, being boss(he's not that pathetic), sound heart (he's not that kind hahaha)and julius caesar(err??..).but syed is an exceptional la as he always gets the bad guy character, brutus(the killer),zorba(the free spirited man who curses a lot), and the deformed conscience(the bad bad southerners), kinda similar to him in some ways hahahahaha no offense syed.
and ib won many medals and trophies today!the dance!the best debaters for english and mandarin!good good, go ib.we even skipped miss harjit's weekly test to cheer on siang hang and jon mah going up on stage.well, she grumbled la, and unfortunately increased the questions to 6 questions instead of 1,and kept telling us to do it and if possible try to do it in class jugak.(which yvonne did)
and me and pao had our conversation on observation of the day..
paoe:do you think eggie is beautiful?
me:yeah, what about you?
paoe:actually she's quite beautiful la.
me:she does look like amber chia kan?
paoe:amber chia?i dont think so.do you think juanne's beautiful?
me:yeah, juanne tu of course la,inside and outside beautiful.
pao:haha,yeah, inside and outside..hey..see what she's doing..
me:where?
pao:there!sleeping.
such beauty..hahhahahahahahaha.
but i dont know, i wasnt motivated today,in almost everything i did.i had quite a lot of misunderstandings with many people lah this week.i think its my fault.am i too sensitive?haih.am i too sensitive?am i too sensitive?am i too sensitive?am i too sensitive?i should say nO and try attracting that answer to come with THE LAW OF ATTRACTION!
Monday, May 19, 2008
the toll for my complete ignorance
i asked the stupidest question ever to jiha..and i regret for even thinking about asking her such stupid question.
"is thomas cup a football championship?"
and she started laughing like a mad cow, and i laughed and blushed like a mad cow jugak.
my ignorance to sports and games has created me to be so outdated! aaaaahhh!! i need sports!!
time for a change of attitude.
"is thomas cup a football championship?"
and she started laughing like a mad cow, and i laughed and blushed like a mad cow jugak.
my ignorance to sports and games has created me to be so outdated! aaaaahhh!! i need sports!!
time for a change of attitude.
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
the game of the week
i still cant believe we played ayam and musang tadi..i had stopped playing that game for almost 8 years.after cramming in the van swimming was good. plus main that kejar2 game with the newly befriended kids ismah and wazir.there are many points in time where i shifted into the eyes of people passing around and i asked myself what the heck am i playing ayam and musang in the water and laughing my head off like mad like i've never played this before.
budak ismah: tok tok, nak pinjam kunci
budak wazir :nah tapi jgn hilangkan
ismah(getting the ball down under her body and through two feet, the ball jumped up to the surface and was caught by aleen)
aleen:oooo kene buat mcm tu ke..(did the same and fatin caught it)
fatin giggling:(here you go zack, kentut bola)
i caught it and did the same to kay
and kay got the ball down through her two feet, mumbling "i can't believe we're doing this"
budak ismah:tok tok nak kunci
budak wazir:dah bagi dah kan
budak ismah:bagi kat die
aleen:bagi kat die
fatin:bagi kat dia
me:bagi kat dia
kay:SAYE BUANG LAAAA APE LAGI..SORRY
and then it all started.the screaming, the shouting, the jumping,the tarik2 baju with kay screaming "shit i'm the last anak ayam!!",the clinging onto each other with feet around the others' waists,the running in the water,the hiding behind the small little ismah who obviously can do very little in keeping us alive..
and the budak wazir easily tangkap la all of us in the end..each one of us panting and laughing, still hugging each other..and in the end fatin quits, not liking the game=(
looking back, it has been a while since i laugh byk2 like that till my stomach hurts and i had to stop for breaths.it's been a while..and it felt good.to some extent fun being stupid and play boring old children games. my 19 years of age, i think about closely to 80% is spent on studying. should have bring it down to 50%.
budak ismah: tok tok, nak pinjam kunci
budak wazir :nah tapi jgn hilangkan
ismah(getting the ball down under her body and through two feet, the ball jumped up to the surface and was caught by aleen)
aleen:oooo kene buat mcm tu ke..(did the same and fatin caught it)
fatin giggling:(here you go zack, kentut bola)
i caught it and did the same to kay
and kay got the ball down through her two feet, mumbling "i can't believe we're doing this"
budak ismah:tok tok nak kunci
budak wazir:dah bagi dah kan
budak ismah:bagi kat die
aleen:bagi kat die
fatin:bagi kat dia
me:bagi kat dia
kay:SAYE BUANG LAAAA APE LAGI..SORRY
and then it all started.the screaming, the shouting, the jumping,the tarik2 baju with kay screaming "shit i'm the last anak ayam!!",the clinging onto each other with feet around the others' waists,the running in the water,the hiding behind the small little ismah who obviously can do very little in keeping us alive..
and the budak wazir easily tangkap la all of us in the end..each one of us panting and laughing, still hugging each other..and in the end fatin quits, not liking the game=(
looking back, it has been a while since i laugh byk2 like that till my stomach hurts and i had to stop for breaths.it's been a while..and it felt good.to some extent fun being stupid and play boring old children games. my 19 years of age, i think about closely to 80% is spent on studying. should have bring it down to 50%.
Monday, April 28, 2008
Tribute to teachers
Teachers are all different and they teach you in different ways of different things. You get teachers like Dr Reed and Teacher Rozie, who are such perfectionist that they tend to complain, get angry easily sometimes too often,and never hesitate to scold you harshly even your slightest mistake.You might respect them or you might be scared and end up hating them.. You get teachers like Miss Harjit, Cikgu Noterzam, Teacher Ziela who show more of their motherly love side to each and every one of their students, regardless of their achievements and attitude..well. maybe to some certain extent..and they give you more motivation in being humans with feelings and consideration rather than excellent robots with big brains and ideas.And then we have those discipline teachers who knows nothing about smiles and jokes, only rules and rules and more rules. and also those who are damn dedicated like Mr Lawrence-the-in-the-lab-sleeper, Cikgu Ramli and Cikgu Mat Daud, that you never have the feeling of boredom in their classes and you feel that you HAVE to get A in their subject as you'd feel guilty if their hard work is not paid off. And of course lah we have those teachers who don't really teach..procrastinate a lot and tend to talk of irrelevant memories and theories in class which for some students, are very irritating. One thing i learned after all these schooling is, that teachers are all there to help you learn more about yourself. Whether they are good teachers or bad teachers, it is not for us to judge. The more we complain about them the stupider we get.And the stupider we get..well..then we just wont learn anything.Each teacher contributes to your understanding of the world, of human behaviour, of theories and knowledge, of responsibility, of hopes and aims for the future.Even the worst ones give you an example of a bad employee, a figure whom you should not become one.. by 30 you'll be looking back at your life and you'll realise how much teachers have influenced your characters and attitudes in facing the world. and i mean SCHOOL TEACHERS.
Sri KDU International Baccalaureatte Diploma Programme Teachers=)
Sri KDU International Baccalaureatte Diploma Programme Teachers=)
Monday, April 21, 2008
The time should have been loong ago instead of NOW.
Here i am early in morning thinking of tomorrow. Feel like failing my IB.
Things to do MONDAY:
1 EE. Wanna check my EE again pleeeaaasssseeee Miss Harjit pleeeaseee..i'm all on my knees. on all four if i must.
2 Biology reports..Forgot the AIM for report 5 and 6..gotta ask Mr Lawrence.
3 Business Commentary.Geram with MR Das.gotta review the topic with him again.
4 Maths IA. wanna check my previous IAs and ask his comments bout them.
5 English oral. Huck Finn! i NEED a perfect 7 FAST.
6 CAS forms. err..
suddenly rase unconfident pulak with myself, with fayzal telling me that both of us haven't been improving while the others have.( based on the 2nd evaluation la).
no more procastination. go go zahra the (as fatin says), the maths IA girl!
Things to do MONDAY:
1 EE. Wanna check my EE again pleeeaaasssseeee Miss Harjit pleeeaseee..i'm all on my knees. on all four if i must.
2 Biology reports..Forgot the AIM for report 5 and 6..gotta ask Mr Lawrence.
3 Business Commentary.Geram with MR Das.gotta review the topic with him again.
4 Maths IA. wanna check my previous IAs and ask his comments bout them.
5 English oral. Huck Finn! i NEED a perfect 7 FAST.
6 CAS forms. err..
suddenly rase unconfident pulak with myself, with fayzal telling me that both of us haven't been improving while the others have.( based on the 2nd evaluation la).
no more procastination. go go zahra the (as fatin says), the maths IA girl!
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