That funny moment

Some funny story.

Mummy was busy locking the door and the gate. She forgot to bring little sister's shoes. She asked 'Did we bring little sister's shoes?' while we were already on our way to the park. The big brother said 'If you ask for them now, surely we didn't bring them.' Luckily, the shoes were already in the car.

When we arrived at the park and everyone was out the car. The big brother realised he didn't bring his shoes. He didn't even wear them when he walked to the car at home. Of course, as a cruel aunty, I laughed out loud. Then, he started blaming his father. The story ended when he had to walk on barefoot.

We tried to find him a pair of shoes. But there wasn't any extra pair of shoes in the car.

What a funny boy?!

p.s. Today is Portfolio Day. 

Pinterest

Interesting to me.

I love pinterest ever since I discovered it. Seriously, I'm kind of addicted to it. In a good way of course.

So yeah. This is the link to my pinterest.

But yeah, I pinned mostly on home decor, architecture and fashion. I know it's kind of weird since I'm so not fashionable. It's just something that interesting for me. So, don't judge me. If you know me, I'm sure you know that what ever I pinned didn't reflects me. LOL.

Hope you find something interesting.

:)

Almost.

Assalamualaikum. :)

So, (that is how I start my post with) here I am. In International Islamic University, struggling to the end of first semester. Yes, almost the end. We still got Portfolio Day and examination. All classes are over now. I'm so glad. The very last class was this evening, History and Theory of Architecture. It is called History and Theory of Architecture, but I feel that we learn mostly about history. Never mind. It's an interesting subject anyway.

Let me tell you guys a bit about my first semester as degree student in IIUM. The basic thing you should know, I'm currently studying in Bachelor of Science (Architectural Studies). It's also known as Architecture Part 1. It's just part 1. So, there is part 2. The other thing you should know is IIUM got a lot of University Requirement Courses. In case you are going to study in IIUM, you should prepare yourself. Some people couldn't graduate just because they failed URC and Co-curriculum.

I'm taking 6 courses this semester. 2 Studio-Based courses are Architectural Design 1 and Architectural Graphic. Others are History and Theory of Architecture, Building, Construction and Material, Quran, Sunnah and Built Environment and last but not least, Land Surveying. I'm taking any URC yet. Even tough I always believe that QSBE is actually more to URC than Kulliyah Requirement Courses. Of course, it's very good to study QSBE because it's a balance. I'm also taking Study Circle 1 or Halaqah 1 this semester. It's considered as Co-curriculum in IIUM. Weird, isn't it? And again of course, it's such a good way to balance our knowledge. So, we get both dunya and akhirah.

After taaruf week, we had Taaruf KAED and then Taaruf Archais. Classes started after Taaruf Kaed. Taaruf Kaed was held in conjunction with KAED Fest. The end of KAED Fest was celebrated with Kaed Raya,even tough by that time we were not in month of Syawal anymore. That's why the event was so called '#EhRayalagi?'.

Taaruf Archais was also known as 'Ihya 2012. Basically, it was held to introduce the 1st year students to Archais (the society for the department of architecture). It wasn't held 5 days straight like Taaruf Kaed. The activities in 'Ihya 2012 were held mostly at nights and weekend so they won't disturb our classes. One of the activities is Project O.

Project O. This sculpture was made by my group for Project O where we were asked to make it based on any famous architect that we know. We chose Frank Ghery and his deconstruction thing. You can google him. He's famous anyway.

Then, I couldn't recall any other activities other than Archais Annual Grand Dinner. So for the dinner, we dressed up. But we didn't really follow the kind of dress code where we actually need to wear something to show what are we going to be if we are not architecture students. Some said 'if we are not becoming architects' theme. If. I didn't know. I thought about it. I couldn't relate with what I'm going to wear, so I wore a simple pink dress. It wasn't overwhelming at all.

I sat at table 22. :)

The whole semester went quite well despite of all the pain from the critic session, sleepless nights and much much more. It's a journey. A journey to a better future. So, what else can I do except bear with all that things. Of course I have lot of thing to share. But yeah, you might be bored reading my blog.

Thanks for reading, anyway!

Rude

Assalamualaikum. Hi there! As usual, life will be much much busier. 

 Never mind. Bear with it. I'm gonna be strong!

Today, I just want to share a story. A short one. 

Last Wednesday, me and roommates went to a shopping mall somewhere in Gombak. Just because we wanted to buy things that we ran out of. And yeah, we did some shopping. After done with shopping, we quickly wanted to go back to campus. One of my roommates and I went to find the auto pay station to pay our parking ticket. Once we done with the auto pay station, we wanted to go to where we parked our rental car. So, we needed to wait for the elevator. 

The elevator was so slow maybe because it stopped at every level. Never mind. We got it. Once the elevator opened, we waited for some people before we went into the elevator. One middle-aged man was controlling the buttons of the elevator. When I came in, suddenly I stuck between the doors ( I mean 'pintu lif'). I was like 'Eh, eh, eh!'. Of course I was panicked. So it was just for a while, the elevator opened again and I went in and stood at the corner of the elevator.

But then, this old man and his friend laughed. They laughed so loud. The old guy said to his friend 'Eh, did you see that!'. I was like 'what's wrong with this man?'. He did not say sorry for making me stuck. How rude is that?

Usually when I'm in an elevator and I'm the one whose controlling the buttons, I will definitely apologize for not pressing the right button or for making people stuck between the doors.

Oh, you are an old man. And you are that rude. I wonder how you teach your children about manners if you don't do one simple thing which is apologizing to people even tough you don't know them. I bet maybe your parents never teach you, right?

I stood quietly in the elevator but I was actually very angry that time. Only the next morning, I talked about it with my roommate who was with me that time. She actually as angry as I am. 

Moral of the story : Apologize when you did something wrong and don't laugh at people. It's so rude.

That's all.
Wassalam.

AGD Archais

So, yesterday went quite well.

At 6, a bus took us to the De Palma Hotel.

Arrived there around 6.45.

And wandered around the hotel lobby and the washroom.

7 something, it's time for Maghrib.

We went to the musolla. The mussolla is nice and big. This is one of things I love about the De Palma Hotel.

We prayed Maghrib in jemaah. One more thing, the telekung that I used was clean and free from odour. *big smile*

Around 8.30, the dinner started. It wasn't that great. Maybe because it was held to celebrate the graduates not the freshmen.

But whatever. We tried to enjoy every single moments there. The food was great. But I couldn't eat too much.

And no pictures! Sorry, all photos in my camera are kind of blur. I really hate that.

So, that's all.

Yeah, I know it's a boring post.

Maybe I should stop blogging.

Bye!

Another How's life?

It's had been more than a month since I started my degree. And life in main campus is not far different from CFS. I do think my life here is much better than it was in cfs.

But nothing really changed. Except the fact that the walking distance from mahallah to the kulliyah is quite far even tough I live in the nearest mahallah. And the fact that I have to wash all my clothes by hands since the washing machine downstairs is not working well.

I am taking 19.5 credit hours for this semester. You know what? The maximum credit hours that you can take for one semester is 20. Which means I have 0.5 to reach the maximum credit hours. Sounds hard? Yes. I do feel it too. Mainly because I have class everyday and I have submissions every week and I have 4 subjects that required me to read and read and assignment to be done. However, I don't feel really burdened by them yet. Maybe because you know, I do things last minutes. Then, I will feel the burden on top on my head. Pushing me down, stressing me out and life gonna be hectic and chaotic by that time.

On the coming Saturday night, we (students of Architecture) gonna have annual grand dinner with the theme 'If the road not taken'. Basically, 'if the road not taken' means something that you want to be if you didn't take architecture studies. I have no idea! My other ambition is to be interior designer which I can still be if I wanted to. A teacher is something that my mom hopes I gonna be. But I have no interest on becoming a teacher. So I haven't decided anything yet. But I already know what I'm going to wear. Hahaha.

Maybe I will post about the dinner in my next entry.

That's all from me.

I'm in the middle of drawing an elevation actually.

Wassalam.

So blessed!

Assalamualaikum. Hi! Ramadhan is leaving soon. I never post anything during Ramadhan. It is not that I have nothing to tell, I just too lazy to write anything. I have a good news. I was blessed by Allah s.w.t once again. He gave me the opportunity to pursue my degree in Bachelor in Science (Architectural Studies). Alhamdulillah. Even tough I have doubts to continue my studies in Architecture, I'm still very thankful and glad that I got this chance.

I'm lucky. I'm blessed with everything in my life. But not everybody is as lucky as I'm. Having family is such a bless. I can't imagine living without a family. As Eid is coming, there a lot of commercial breaks about Syawal on tv. One of them really touched my heart. It made me cry when I first watched it. And when I watched the full version, I cried one more time.

If you haven't watch, do it now.



Do think on how lucky you're. Be thankful.
To be born in a loving family.
To have parents by your side each and every day.

But if you don't have parents and family, Allah is always there for you. And for us.

{A reminder for me as well}

Till next time.
Selamat hari Raya. Maaf zahir dan batin.

What makes you magical

you're Gryffindor
like James before
you're turning time with the help from Dumbledore

don't need make-up
to cover up
the lightning scar that you got from her love

everyone else on a broom will read it
everyone else but you-know-who

Harry you fight for the world and sacrifice yourself
the way that you whip your wand gets me overwhelmed
but when you die on the ground, then cast a spell
Hallo-ows, you don't your magical

if only you could see what were so deathly
you'll understand with the help from Hermione
right now she'll destroy the cup with Ron Weasley
Hallo-ows, you don't you're magical
that's what makes you magical

so come on
Voldemort's gone
you won the fight and you got the Elder Wand

we all know why
you didn't die
it's cause you got your mother's love and her eyes

all the house elves clean the room and see it
all the house elves hate SPEW

Harry you fight for the world and sacrifice yourself
the way that you whip your wand gets me overwhelmed
but when you die on the ground, then cast a spell
Hallo-ows, you don't your magical

if only you-know-who didn't try to see
if he could put his soul into Nagini
right now he's stuck in King's Cross for eternity
Marvo-lo, you-know-who is evil
you-know-who is evil

Avada da da da kedavra
Avada da da da da

Harry I wish you had known of the prophecy
when you spent all those years with the Dursleys
but now you beat You-Know-Who and we all believe...

the Hallows, you will know you're magical

Harry you fight for the world and sacrifice yourself
the way that I flip your page gets me overwhelmed
but when you die on the ground then cast a spell
Hallo-ows, you don't know your magical

if only you could read what I can read
you'd understand why I read them obsessively
right now I'm wishing that I was Hermione
Hallo-ws, you don't know your magical

these books are so magical
that's what makes us magical

Untuk Dia

This song keeps playing in my head.

p.s. I wrote a long post just now but accidentally deleted it.

Till next time. 

Wassalam

Hello, normal life!

Assalamualaikum.

Do you know my life is kind of upside down? And it's not good. Surely, waking up late is not good. Sleeping late is not good. Not eating breakfast is not good. There is something wrong with my biological clock. I'm used to this kind of life. But still I need to fix it.

During this whole semester, I had been sleeping late to do my drawing, projects and assignment. Normally, I will sleep at 2, 3 o'clock or sometimes 4 or sometimes I just wait until Subuh. Yeah. When did I sleep? After classes. In the evening. My classes usually start at 10 a.m. and 2 p.m. I sleep before I go to class. I sleep again after the evening class.

But those days ended. No more projects, no more drawings, no more assignments. Now, it's time for me to fix my routine. To fix the biological clock. To lead a normal life. To sleep early. to wake up early, to eat breakfast again. And much much more.

So, how's everything?

Good. good. Thanks to Allah that I survived the whole semester. Even tough. No, I won't tell.

Last Wednesday night, my studio held a kind of farewell party. We had bbq, bihun, fruit salad, cake and much more. It was a great night. We had fun. Exchanging stories. Taking pictures. Eat, eat and eat.

So, it's twelve. I need to go to sleep. Hopefully I can get up early tomorrow.

My awesome studiomates ;) Actually, there are three people missing. One girl couldn't make it. Two boys went back early. 

That's all.
Wassalam.

P.s. Thanks to Pujah for the camera. That picture is edited by me.

Frust

GC ended. 

Frust. I couldn't do the best for this time. Like again,.

Board four and five are big disasters. 

Bye!

Final ED

Unity in Diversity. Seriously, I don't know what does it means. 

That's it for Environmental Design. 

Now, it's time for coloring. Graphic Communication. 

=)

That's all. Alhamdulillah.

P.s. thanks, Huda for the camera (again!)

3 a.m. rant

Hi there.

Today is 16/4. So, I have another 3 weeks in CFS, IIUM. Soon, the foundation will be over, and I will be graduated from here. And four months after that, I will be starting my degree in the main campus, IIUM Gombak. Kinda excited but I'm scared to face my life there.

And seriously, I'm not sure anymore about taking architecture. Yes, my drafting is worse and worst! I don't think I have the talent. I'm pretty sure about that. Even foundation is hard enough for me to survive. I'm not one of strong and hardworking people who love to stay up until Subuh doing their works. That's just not me.

I love easy work, I love simple things. I hate complicated, confusing drawing. I hate doing the 1 point and 2 points perspective drawing. I hate drafting. I hate when I have to redo some of that drafting because I got below than B+. I hate doing the re-do things.

To be an architect is my ambition since I was a kid. It's still be. But facing all the challenges sometimes made me change my mind. This is just foundation. It is supposed to be easy. Thinking that this is my ambition, I can't give up. Argh. I just can't.

I want to try harder and harder. But the lazy me keep saying I can't. There is a rumor said only 50 students will be selected into architecture. 50 out of 200 something. If I'm not chosen, I will go into Applied Arts. And be interior designer. Maybe.

Hey, it's 3.44. Enough then. I need to settle some works so Madam will not getting mad at me.

Till next time,
Wassalam.

p.s. I will miss foundation and CFS. I will. ='(

Project 3

No, not awesome at all. My project 3 is another disaster for me. So, here you go..

This is actually the best shot I took. This picture is taken by my friend's DSLR. In case you wonder why it's so clear.

That's all.

Wassalam.

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Pretty isn't it?

Assalamualaikum,

Now, I'm proud to present my new blog design. Yes! I love the new one. Bye, bye black. You were awesome. But I need something new and fresh and more more girly. Hahaha. So, love it or hate it?

The old design ;

The new design ;

I heart it. More fresh looking compares to the previous dark design.

So, what do you think?

Okay, there is no reason why I changed my design when I have much much works to do. Perhaps, you can tell that I'm just wasting my time. But, whatever. As long as I'm satisfied. Yes, I do.

Currently, I'm working on Project 3 which is Transformation. The mock up model that I made is approved by my lecturer. So, I may proceed on making the real model. the real size model. Still, I need to add some more to my design and make sure that it doesn't look boring and dull at the end. This time, we are going to use coloured mounting boards ; red, blue and yellow only.

What's transformation?

According to my understanding, Transformation is transforming a platonic form (basic forms such as sphere, cube, pyramid, cuboid, cylinder, cone) into a tectonic form by adding, subtracting, rotating, repeating and much much more. Example? Go to this link. Just an example, okay. I'm using my roommate's laptop, so all the pictures that I think I can upload in my netbook.

But, don't worry. I will try my best on this project and I will show my project. Only if that thing goes well. Hahaha..

Okay, that's all.

Wassalam.

Homesick

HOMESICK!

What is homesick? : Click here

Basically, I'm having homesickness. It's the most terrible feeling.

Ok, bye!

The well-planned Putrajaya

Isn't Putrajaya a beautiful place?

Today, I just wanna share with you some pictures of buildings in Putrajaya. I took these pictures for my literature study for project 3. Actually now, I'm making my mock up model for project 3. Still in the making. I'm now completely have no idea. Lets take a 'break' and find some inspiration.

Ministry of Finance

KPPK stands for?? Err, not sure.

Wisma Sumber Asli.

Palace of Justice.

I-don't-what-building

Another I-don't-know-building

Sorry, I can't give names of some buildings. While I was taking pictures, I saw friends of mine in front of Palace of Justice.

Let me introduce them !

From left to right; Syuhada, Shafiqah (my roommate), Zulaiqa, Aimi

That's all.

Thanks for reading my blog.

Till next time,

Wassalam.

p.s. Putrajaya sangatlah panas.

Blessed =)

I'm blessed to be born as a girl.

I'm blessed with all I have.

Alhamdulillah.

There is a movie entitled Hafalan Shalat Delisa. Basically, it is story about a child named Delisa who was memorizing the recitations in shalat. She was born as the youngest among her sisters and very close to her mother. Her father worked in an oil tanker of international oil company. So she lived with her mother and her sisters only.

On 26 December 2004, she had to do her shalat practical test in school. As an encouragement for her to memorize all the recitations, her mother bought her a necklace on the day before. Unfortunately, tsunami struck when she was doing her shalat practical. Because she was so khusyuk like the ustaz taught her to be khusyuk, she didn't realised what was happening.

She was rescued by an american army and was brought to the hospital. One of her legs was amputated. Her father came back to Acheh to find the family. But he only found Delisa and he was told that his other daughters dead, his wife was nowhere to be found.

To comfort Delisa, her father tried his best on taking care of her. But some how, Delisa always complained that she missed her mom. Losing her mother was not an easy test for her. But she believed that her mother and her sisters had gone to heaven and they are not alone. Although her tears won't stop flowing, she tried her best to be sincere and to accept the fact that she had lost her mom and sisters. She also tried to be sincere and not expecting replies when doing good deeds.

'Delisa cinta Ummi kerana ALLAH'

Yeah, I cried when I watched this movie.

I miss my mom, my dad, my siblings and my home. And I love them because of Allah. They are blessings from Allah. I can't imagine my life without them. I can't imagine being alone in this world.

O Allah, please continue pouring your blessings on me!

Ameen.

Wassalam.

Quick Update: I wanted to share about my projects but I feel embarrassed. Maybe next time. Actually, I'm in the middle of exam week. I just got back from Tganu on Friday. I decided to go back to T'ganu last minute because I have no, zero, not a single Graphic Communication 2 task to be submitted. Or in more simpler words, I have no GC2 assignment! Still, I have ED project. But it can wait. On Saturday, I had gone through MUET. MUET was damn damn hard. I got headache after that and spent the whole evening on sleeping. Sunday was just another lazy Sunday. This Wednesday, I have Computer Test but I haven't start study anything yet. Of course, tomorrow I will start study Computer. 'Of course'. And yeah, that's the only exam I have if I exclude MUET. Oh, one more is Skill Test. It's not an exam, it's a skill test! Skill test! Exam and test, are they the same? Okay, ignore me. I'm just started rambling. Enough from me. Wonder who's going to read this? LOL =) Tata.

My bad news

Kamera rosak.

Mood pun rosak.

Sedih tak terkata.

Salah sendiri, siapa suruh cuai.

Okay, bye.