Istana ke penjara?

Assalamualaikum.

So, hari ini saya bercita nak cerita pasal sekolah. Sekarang terasa rindu dekat sekolah. Kenapa? Mungkin sebab bosan duduk umah kut.

Before that, jom tengok gambar.



Bila SPM habis, saya rasa sangat lega. Tapi dalam masa yang sama sedih jugak tinggalkan sekolah. Walaupun sekolah dekat aje dengan rumah.

Banyak bende yang memang saya tak suka pasal sekolah.

1.Kantin
Sebabnya saya rasa kantin tu kotor. Makanan dia tak berapa bersih. Even my friend found lalat dalam mee sup dia. Uweeks!

2.Peraturan
Kadang-kadang saya rasa peraturan sekolah tu melebih-lebih pulak. Dulu masa form1, form 2 and form3 tak delah banyak sangat peraturan. Naik form4 sekolah tu dah upgrade peraturan. Form 5 lagi-lagi bertambah. Nasib baik dah final year.

3.Serabut
Oleh kerana sekolah saya masuk pertandingan edible garden so the whole school ditanam dengan pokok-pokok yang edible. Memandangkan kawasan sekolah saya kecik aje, dan ditanam pulak dengan macam-macam rasa macam hutan pun ada.

4. Berat sebelah
Mungkin saya je kut yang rasa. Apa yang tak penting didahulukan, apa yang penting dikemudiankan. Masa form 4, memang kami diabaikan. Tak de orang nak focus pada budak form 4. Bila time form 5 bukan main lagi sibuk nak ambik tau.

5.Terlalu banyak aktiviti luar
Saya tahu memang semua sekolah sibuk dengan aktiviti luar. Tapi sekolah saya terlebih-lebih pulak. Dalam setahun adalah 5, 6 kali buat lawatan. Yang stressnya, bila kita ckp tak pegi, habis kene kutuk. 'Mcm dia sorang nak SPM' Tahan jelah.

Ok. Ok! sudahlah kutuk sekolahkan.
Sebenarnya itu semua berdasarkan dua tahun terakhir saya duduk kat sekolah tu. Sebelum tu tak rasa.

Tapi sekarang rindu kat sekolah. Antara sebab-sebabnya ;-
1.Suasana belajar dalam kelas
Of courselah, rindukan cikgu mengajar, rindu meja, rindu kelas, rindu kawan.

2.Lepak-lepak
Habis sekolah tak leh nak lepak macam time sekolah. Lepas ni tak delah gossip girls kat sekolah tu.

3.Kawan-kawan
Kawan-kawan lah teman berlepak sama ada dalam kelas or library or mana aje kat sekolah tu. Rindu study riuh-riuh dengan kawan-kawan. Study ke?

That's all.
Wassalam

Denyut kasih Medik

Assalamualaikum.

Sape pernah bace novel Denyut Kasih Medik? Saya! saya!. Tiba-tiba datang kerajinan nak review novel ini. Usually, saya selalu baca novel-novel Melayu alaf 21, Buku Prima and so on. Baru-baru ni, masa pergi Alamanda, my sister bought this novel entitled Denyut Kasih Medik dekat MPH. She said this novel is really famous among the medic students in UIA Kuantan. And she's one of them. Of course lah! I mentioned it before. The best thing is dia bagi saya bawak balik Terengganu untuk baca.

Cerita dalam novel tak macam novel Melayu yang usually saya baca. Novel ni macam type novel Habiburrahman. Latar tempat dalam novel 90% dekat Hospital. Novel Denyut Kasih Medik ini pasal doktor houseman (doktor pelatih) bernama Muslih. Cerita ini menggabungkan fiqh perubatan, fiqh wanita dan fiqh cinta.

Dalam novel ini, semuanya macam real. Time macam novel ini, saya boleh bayang suasana hidup doktor houseman. On-call, kena buli dengan senior, needle prick dan macam-macam masalah yang dihadapi. Dr. Muslih kiranya sangat tabah dengan dugaan-dugaan.

Barulah saya tahu yang doktor pelatih kena posting kat five different jabatan. Then, lepas itu baru boleh specialised. Dr. Muslih sangat sangat tegas dalam kerjanya. Dia bukan jenis yang ikut protokol hospital yang entah apa-apa. Tapi dia cuba betulkan apa yang tak berapa nak betul kat Hospital tu. Sebolehnya mengikut syariat Islam. Bagus betul kalau ramai doktor macam ini.

Malaysia masih kekurangan doktor. Nisbah doktor dengan pesakit ialah 1:1145. Bayangkan seorang doktor dan 1145 orang pesakit. Mesti tension hidup doktor. Dahlah belajar susah. Jadi doktor pelatih pun susah. Kiranya sape-sape yang nak jadi doktor, tengah belajar medik sekarang (including my sister) dan dah jadi doktor itu sangat hebatkan.

Kalau saya jadi doktor sah-sah pengsan sebab tension kut. That's why being a doctor is really not my ambition. But saya sangat galakkan untuk baca buku ini. Untuk tambah ilmu. Bukan macam novel buang masa yang selalu dibaca.

that's all
wassalam

p.s. lepas ni nak baca Bumi Cinta plak.

Life after SPM

This is life.

Sehari selepas SPM, terus travel ke KL. Semua pasal kakak saya nak balik umah dia kat Putrajaya. The next day pulak pergi JB coz ada wedding sepupu. Dan penat selepas SPM pn belum abis. penat tau SPM. Last Wednesday, naik KL balik. Penat! Exhausted! Nasib baik kat JB dapat pi shopping with mama. Shopping best!

Sekarang kan musim Krismas, so all shopping mall kat Malaysia ni gila-gila tengah sale and you can see Christmas decorations everywhere.

And what made me so suprised to see so many Muslim kerumung Santa Claus yang kurus keding yang tengah bagi gula-gula. Tak faham aku. Why Muslim need to be so excited about that Santa Claus?. Tu apa saya nampak masa pi Alamanda. Putrajaya kan majoriti orang Melayu, tapi sambutan Krismas kat Alamanda tetap meriah. Ya, I admit that I suka tengok pokok Krismas kat tengah-tengah shopping mall. Even kat Aeon Bukit Indah, JB, saya memang tertarik dengan pokok Krismas yang dibuat daripada botol-botol mineral. So creative!

But saya bukannya over pun. Just suka-suka. Stop talking about Christmas. Let's talk about Aisyah. My sweet, honey, darling, and naughty niece. Budak kecik umur 2 tahun ni suka cakar-cakar muka orang sesuka hati. Bila orang marah, dia buat muka comel. Gerenti cair tengok muka comel. But saya selalu marah dia. Sekarang pun dia tengah sibuk tekan keypad ni.

Now I'm in Terengganu. This house I called home. And nenek dan tokki angkut Aisyah balik Terengganu sekali. Without ummi and abi. Will she survive?. Yes, she's really tough girl. She didn't cry even tough without ummi. Whenever she misses her ummi, we will skype with her ummi.

Pagi ni, budak kecik ini mintak duit kononnya nak beli kereta. So tokki pun bawak dia pergi beli dekat bandaraya Kuala Terengganu. Saya dah lama tak pergi bandar sebab SPM. Masa kat bandar, ada kedai baru. Kalau kamu bukan orang Terengganu, kamu mesti tak kenal walaupun saya mention nama kedai ni. Namanya Xiri Kiddy House. Comel. Dari luar, terang-terang nampak warna pink. Semua pasal newborn sampai budak-budak ada dijual dekat kedai ini. Harga pun boleh tahan jugak mahal. Tapi sebab semua macam lengkap, saya suka.

Dekat Xiri Kiddy House, kitorang beli kereta mainan, berus gigi budak Aisyah. Banyak baju comel-comel dekat kedai tu. Mama kata lain kali kita datang lagi.

Hohohoho (macam Santa Claus).
Penatlah nak taip panjang-panjang, so saya stop dulu, ye.

Wassalam.

S.P.M : The beginning of a real life

This is not my examination hall.
Salam S.P.M.

Define SPM.
Sijil Pelajaran Malaysia. Peperiksaan S.P.M. is the most important exam in life. It's the future of my life.

S.P.M. had started, so I want to share with what did I felt during the exam. The first day was really nervous day. I felt so nervous until I sweated. I was sweating and my heart was 'dup dap dup dap" so fast. I felt like vomit and headache. I felt butterflies inside my tummy. That's how I can describe my nervous feeling. Therefore, don't call and ask me "how's your exam?". Yeah, I hate that question so much.

However, I could overcome those feelings once I entered the examination hall. The hall that we used to have assembly and whatever ceremony in school. When I first saw the question paper on my desk, I kept telling myself to be cool. 'It's not first time you taking exam'..I prayed and prayed a lot before I could start answering questions. Bahasa Melayu paper 1 is the paper that I need to write two essay, one short and the other one is a long essay. I wrote until my fingers felt so tired. I drank my drinking water several times to make ensure I got enough oxygen for my brain to think. That was not-so-difficult paper I think. Bahasa Melayu is my mother tongue. Even tough I am not confidence with the second esay.

Below is how I felt for each and every subject.

Hari pertama. (23.11.2010)
Bahasa Melayu.
"boleh tahan. Soalan Manfaat ICT tak keluar pun. Saya target soalan ni"

Hari kedua. (24.11.2010)
Bahasa Inggeris.
"I tried my best, eventough I couldn't memorise the whole essay that I wrote before the exam"

Hari ketiga. (25.11.2010)
Sejarah.
"Sejarah ini membunuhku. Tiada langsung soalan imigran Cina dan India, pembentukan Malaysia dan Gerakan Islah. Padahal I did focus on them so much"

Hari keempat. (29.11.2010)
Matematik.
"Paper 1 was suck. Luckily paper 2 wasn't bad"

Hari kelima (30.11.2010)
Pendidikan Islam.
"Oh my God!"

Hari keenam (1.12.2010)
Matematik Tambahan.
"My worst enemy, I nearly lost but paper 2 helped me some how.

Hari ketujuh. (2.12.2010)
Fizik.
"Paper 1 ok!, paper 2 oklah.., paper 3 KO!."

Hari kelapan. (6.12.2010)
Kimia.
"Demam+pening= bolehlah"

Hari kesembilan. (8.12.2010)
Biologi.
"Paper 1 : Ok, Paper 2: structure, bolehlah. essay hancur lebur, Paper 3: susah"

Hari kesepuluh. (8.12.2010)
Prinsip Perakaunan.
"Kertas 1 boleh tahan. Kertas 2 rasa macam nak mati pun ada"

p.s. tukar balik ke header asal.

Tomorrow is the ending

Salam.

Tomorrow, Tomorrow, Tomorrow.
Tomorrow is December 9th.
Tomorrow is Thurday.
Tomorrow is my last day SPM.
Tomorrow going to be my last day wearing the school uniform.
Tomorrow I'm going to send all my textbooks.
Tomorrow is the ending of my schooling.
Tomorrow 4.30 p.m. , I will be free from the school rules.
Tomorrow 4.30 p.m. , I will not be a school girl anymore.

So be ready for tomorrow.

Tomorrow is..

{The End}

That's all..
Tomorrow I'm going to write longer longer post.
=)

Meet my new love!

My third niece. My 6th anak saudara. Now, they are equal. 3 boys +3 girls = 6 little children. This girl is safe and sound. Her name as you can read is Nur Maryam. 29.10.10 is her birthdate.

She's my best buddy.

This cute picture taken from here
Salam.

Today is not just another because it's my bestfriend's birthdate. Not to forget today's subject is Add Math. My worst enemy. My bestfriend is now 17 years old. We had been friends since 2005 when we were in year 6. Hopefully, bestfriends forever now and hereafter.

Happy Sweet Seventeen, Amalina!

Best wishes for you. Enjoy your life.

that's all.
till next time..
wassalam.