tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37389129539704233902024-03-12T22:24:04.200-07:00code name: bluefarahnurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16222297868776578337noreply@blogger.comBlogger44125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738912953970423390.post-57390649390041191622010-07-17T11:53:00.001-07:002010-07-20T16:24:11.719-07:00through heaven's eyes<div style="text-align: center;">a single thread in a tapestry through its color brightly shine<br />can never see its purpose in the pattern of the grand design<br /><br />and the stone that sits on the very top of the mountain's mighty face<br />does it think it's more important than the stones that form the base?<br /><br />so how can you see what your life is worth or where your value lies?<br />you can never see through the eyes of man<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">you must look at your life through heaven's eyes</span><br /><br />a lake of gold in the desert sand is less than a cool fresh spring<br />and to one lost sheep, a shepherd boy is greater than the richest king<br />if a man lose everything he owns, has he truly lost his worth?<br />or is it the beginning of a new and brighter birth?<br /><br />so how do you measure the worth of a man; in wealth or strength or size?<br />in how much he gained or how much he gave?<br />the answer will come to him who tries to look at his life through heaven's eyes<br /><br />*from <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Prince_of_Egypt_%28soundtrack%29">the prince of egypt soundtrack</a>*<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;">try as we may, we still can't run from the people's opinions on us. what they think about us does matter but its dismal when compared to what Allah think of us. </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;">all that matters to me now is Allah. nothing else comes close in trying to make Him pleased with me.</span><br /></div>farahnurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16222297868776578337noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738912953970423390.post-15096276037021450582010-07-11T07:55:00.001-07:002010-07-11T08:16:41.981-07:00simple messages<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIw67EzNlfkm6Zwu_gaKP1PrTdiFWwBo59txBIDHnJ1sAbCGjAIlzWb0XX4-BdsBPxF5aPlyqekp8_i7BKbvAgdEWQH54m5ZakCzgvnsOMxs6YoWHWDk53vYxIt3Nb7fyZyn6QIIbMfHix/s1600/1_213795004l.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIw67EzNlfkm6Zwu_gaKP1PrTdiFWwBo59txBIDHnJ1sAbCGjAIlzWb0XX4-BdsBPxF5aPlyqekp8_i7BKbvAgdEWQH54m5ZakCzgvnsOMxs6YoWHWDk53vYxIt3Nb7fyZyn6QIIbMfHix/s400/1_213795004l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492665167697232930" border="0" /></a><br />when i woke up this morning i asked myself: what are some of the secrets of success in life? i found the answer right there in my very room.<br /><br />the fan said - <span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">be cool.</span><br /><br />the roof said - <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">aim high.</span><br /><br />the window said -<span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"> see the world.</span><br /><br />the clock said - <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">every minute is precious.</span><br /><br />the mirror said - <span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">reflect before you act.</span><br /><br />the door said - <span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);">push hard for your goals.</span><br /><br />and let's not forget, the carpet said - <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">remember to kneel down & pray.</span><br /><br />*credit unknownfarahnurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16222297868776578337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738912953970423390.post-9745687192461710862010-07-10T03:29:00.000-07:002010-07-10T09:27:37.686-07:00call my namei used to hate people calling me by my full name because my mum and dad used to call me that whenever he or she is in the full nagging-mode.<br /><br />"<span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">farah nur</span>, did you do the laundry i told you 1 hour ago?" asked dad.<br /><br />"<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">FARAH NUR</span>, why are you not awake yet!" hollered mom.<br /><br />"<span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">farah nur</span>, have you seen this or that? you didn't misplace it again, did you?" asked dad.<br /><br />"<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">FARAH NUR</span>, why aren't you studying!" demanded mom.<br /><br />yup, definitely hate that special tone in their voice. how come whenever i use them on my brothers they never seem to work? it's supposed to intimidate them into doing their chores but they usually rebel back. haha<span style="font-size:78%;">.</span> there were also friends of mine who pronounce my name from just farah nur to farahnor, with special emphasize on the nor. what the heck?! :P<br /><br />well, that was then. now, i like signing off with farahnur.<br /><br />toodles. :)<br /><br />//EDIT//<br /><br />"farahnor, farahnor. why not farah yes?" my ustazah once ask.<br /><br />WHAT?!<br /><br />anything but that, PLEASE! (>_<)farahnurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16222297868776578337noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738912953970423390.post-31596733377027507102010-07-04T08:02:00.000-07:002010-07-10T04:07:53.205-07:00panicwith only 20 days from flying back to home sweet home, my passport decided to pull a stunt on me. it went MIA and vanish without a trace at most presumably 2 weeks ago. and i just realized it this morning. pathetic, right? *tsk*<br /><br />a concerned <a href="http://sakinahshapeni.blogspot.com/">friend</a> of mine told me to get the emergency certificate (EC) from the malaysian embassy by paying LE50, a process which takes <span style="font-style: italic;">at least</span> 2 weeks. after that, i was to apply for a foreign visa which will then cause me another LE200. but before i can do any of the steps above, first, i have to report this incident to the egyptian police for security purposes. all this must be done within 14 days (minus the exam days).<span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />oh, great. </span><span style="font-size:78%;">do note the sarcastic tone.<br /></span><br />despite the predicament i'm in, i was optimistic. i performed my prayer and went to work. i moved my heavy bed from beside the wall and check in between the cracks because, well, maybe the passport fell under the bed after i looked at it the 2 weeks from before. i removed all my clothes from the closet and check under every single piece of clothing because, well, maybe i might have shoved it inside the cloth while changing clothes. i took my books out from the book rack and check in between pages because, well, maybe i might have slipped it in as a bookmark or something.<br /><br />after searching high and low for that sneaky little red book for 6 hours, guess where i found it? just guess.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlzR1ZfdMYGh1CiBkFu-6XyXsD12FW5bs-6jhI74KeZchoAg7-PsxowNIOy3YWJo6WDxcrfhWl_7gsOGnRHcYJrVdBtqorUNkW-9ySknEZGOWWuwkeT45NCubvNq98H3mirp9PJ7x1a2GC/s1600/DSC05917copy.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlzR1ZfdMYGh1CiBkFu-6XyXsD12FW5bs-6jhI74KeZchoAg7-PsxowNIOy3YWJo6WDxcrfhWl_7gsOGnRHcYJrVdBtqorUNkW-9ySknEZGOWWuwkeT45NCubvNq98H3mirp9PJ7x1a2GC/s400/DSC05917copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490088512702570754" border="0" /></a><br />you got that right. when everything else fails, always remember to check at the opposite end of the bed because it might get stuck there and therefore not exactly located UNDER your bed. just suspended midair. besides, looking for lost things under the bed is so overrated. duhh. (=_=)<span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;">so We answered his prayer and saved him from distress. and thus, We do save the believers (who believe in the Oneness of Allah, abstain from evil and work for righteousness) [21:88]</span><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />alhamdulillah. You taught me well :)<br /></div>farahnurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16222297868776578337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738912953970423390.post-58044804125394458072010-06-27T17:56:00.001-07:002010-07-10T04:08:58.863-07:00remodel<div style="text-align: center;">tangan terasa gatal nak menulis<br />geram tengok belog orang lain asyik berhapdet<br />aku punye bile lagi?<br /><br />idea datang mencurah-curah ke ladang gandum<br />malangnya, terasa kekok pulak untuk berbicara<br />tentang aku, engkau dan Dia<br />nak terjemahkan sesuatu dari hati kepada tulisan itu<br />sememangnya bukan perkara yang mudah<br />dan tidak boleh diambil mudah<br /><br />nanti aku revamp balik belog ini<br />bila tiba di malaysia nanti<br />anjakan daripada diari hati kepada tazkirah hari-hari<br />amacam? cool enggak? :D<br /></div>farahnurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16222297868776578337noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738912953970423390.post-73450739420025270432010-06-15T13:27:00.000-07:002010-06-15T13:31:12.091-07:00importance<div style="text-align: center;">they say that you should not judge a book by it's cover because you'll never know what's behind those hidden pages.<br /><br />however, first impressions do count.<br /><br />therefore, everything from inside out matters equally.<br /><br />:)<br /></div>farahnurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16222297868776578337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738912953970423390.post-75669881028680797282010-06-06T10:19:00.000-07:002010-06-06T03:23:32.205-07:00kematanganada rakan sekuliahku bertanyakan tentang kematangan di facebook. apakah yang dimaksudkan dengan kematangan dan dari segi apa kematangan itu diukur?<br /><br />ada yang kata <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">matang itu apabila kita dapat berlapang dada dalam setiap hal dan hidup dengan pemikiran posifit serta boleh menyumbang secara positif kepada orang sekeliling jugak.</span><br /><br />ada yang cakap <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">matang ni ialah bila kita dah sampai pada satu tahap pemikiran dimana perbuatan kita tak seperti kanak2. kita sudah dapat merancang kehidupan dengan baik dan tidak menyusahkan orang. senang kata, kita dah tau ape yang kita nak buat dalam hidup.</span><br /><br />ada juga yang berpendapat <span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">matang ialah bila kita menilai dan membuat keputusan tentang sesuatu perkara itu tidak mengikut nafsu dan emosi semata2 sebaliknya menggunakan pengalaman dan ilmu yang sudah kita kumpul serta bersedia untuk bertanggungjawab terhadap segalan tindakan dan keputusan yang bakal/telah dibuat.</span><br /><br />ada yang menberi analogi <span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">kematangan seperti air yang dimasak. setelah air tersebut mendidih menandakan ia sudah masak, kita tak terus minum air tersebut sebaliknya menunggu air itu sejuk sebelum meneguknya.</span><br /><br />bagi kayu ukur kematangan ini pula, ada yang cakap, <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">kematangan ni diukur pada cara percakapan, perbuatan dan sikap dimana ketiga2 faktor tersebut mencerminkan kematangan seseorang. </span>seseorang yang walaupun usianya sudah melebihi 20-an tetapi masih berfikiran kebudak2an, makan ia akan menterjemahkan sikapnya seterusnya percakapan atau gaya dia dengan masyarakat.<br /><br />as for me, maturity can be in a lot of forms. you can be called 'mature' for being able to strike a conversation with a complete stranger or you can be called 'childish' if that said conversation centers mainly around comic books, animations, or cartoons.<br /><br />eheh. (=_=)<br /><br />but really, what matters is what you think of yourself. if you think you're a mature adult, then a mature adult you'll be. however, do remember that being childish every once in a while is really not that bad. after all, inside every adult, there's a kid waiting to come out and play. :Pfarahnurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16222297868776578337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738912953970423390.post-10174015774352303632010-06-05T02:33:00.000-07:002010-06-05T04:23:50.549-07:0031 May 2010it's shocking to see the news of Israel Defence Forces (IDF) <a href="http://english.aljazeera.net/news/middleeast/2010/05/201053133047995359.html">launching an attack on the gaza aid flotilla</a> and yet, at the same time, it's really not that shocking at all. stupidity doesn't even begin to describe the cowardly actions of the zionists. guess what, they dare to call the murder of 9 people (and most probably more) as self-defense. oh and of course, let us not forget that the civilians (gathered from 50 countries) were <a href="http://marksteelinfo.com/writing/default.asp?id=164">asking for a fight</a> and a fight they got.<br /><br />it should come as no surprise when all hand phones, laptops, cameras and video cameras of the people on board the mavi marmara and other boats were snatched and smashed to pieces. i mean, of course the IDF have to hide the evidence of what really happened in the early hours of 31st May and feed us with a fabricated video that clearly showed their <a href="http://aliabunimah.posterous.com/proof-emerges-idf-audio-of-radio-communicatio">fakery</a>. duhh. (=_=)<br /><br />the more the Israeli PRs clings to the concept of <a href="http://www.salon.com/news/opinion/glenn_greenwald/2010/06/03/israel/index.html">Israel being the victim</a> without even considering the <a href="http://gazaflotillasurvivors.posterous.com/">public statements from the other 600 surviving activists onboard</a> that claims otherwise, the more they become their world's target of ridicule.<br /><br />well, personal feelings aside, i believe <a href="http://www.salon.com/news/opinion/glenn_greenwald/2010/06/04/israel">this report</a> describes the situation on Israel, America and the world's reaction best.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">Allah is forever the Almighty. let us never forget that.</span></span><br /></div><br />have a nice day, peeps. :)farahnurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16222297868776578337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738912953970423390.post-13366122608596258272010-05-30T09:22:00.000-07:002010-05-30T10:15:20.205-07:00hold oni was never a fan of country music, even when taylor swift made it big with her hit songs such as love story, white horse and teardrops on my guitar. it's a bit too odd for my taste and yet i found myself falling in love with this genre of music when i first listened to this particular song called <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">hold on</span> by <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kareem_Salama">kareem salama</a> few months ago.<br /><br />i would like to dedicate this post to my dearest mother<span style="font-size:78%;"> again!</span>, who is in dire need of her favorite daughter to be home as soon as possible. :P<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><blockquote><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">The teardrops fall from his eyes at night</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Too much a man to be crying in plain sight</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Finds himself at the beginning again</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Can't understand why he can't break this sin</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">I don't know who said that it was easy</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">To conquer the world that exists inside of me</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">My lights are dim and the roads are dark</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">But the night's always darkest just before dawn</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">So hold on in this moment 'cause it might be just what you need</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">And you know that you're growing when you find yourself down on your knees</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">It's the trials of life, it's the rain and the light that make you more than just your dreams</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">She's like a boat that's caught in the storm</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Sees the sun through the clouds but she can't stay warm</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Now she's in pain and she can't bear the load</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">But she don't know there's something better down the road</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Everything life is born then it dies</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">After the storms the rooted plants do rise</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">So let pain die and plant yourself deep</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">'Till this whole wide world falls down at your feet</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">So hold on in this moment 'cause it might be just what you need</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"> And you know that you're growing when you find yourself down on your knees</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"> It's the trials of life, it's the rain and the light that make you more than just your dreams</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">You say that you want to fly in the sky, but you won't build the wings; it won't be</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Then, you say that you want the love of your life, but you give up too easily</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">It's the eyes wide as you fall that make you see</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">So hold on in this moment 'cause it might be just what you need</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"> And you know that you're growing when you find yourself down on your knees</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"> It's the trials of life, it's the rain and the light that make you more than just your dreams</span><br /></blockquote><br /></div>i know you're strong enough to get over this phase so please keep holding on. i'll see you near the finishing line and then we'll cross that ribbon together, alright? love you always, mom! :)farahnurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16222297868776578337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738912953970423390.post-65879169857128774772010-05-28T17:11:00.000-07:002010-06-09T16:30:13.528-07:00mama, i love you!petang tadi, aku bukak ym. borak2 dengan si nadhrah pasal exam praktikal semalam. alhamdulillah, dapat tiupan semangat daripada beliau untuk terus berusaha menggapai kejayaan selagi masih ada masa. terima kasih, kakakku! :) sebelum sempat aku offline untuk sambung baca buku praktikal biochem <span style="font-size:78%;">konon nye la kan~</span>, dapat satu mass message daripada si ina tentang seorang sahabat sekuliah kami yang kehilangan ibunya malam semalam.<br /><br />tercengang aku.<br /><br />terus aku online facebook, cari profile page dia dan ucapkan takziah atas kehilangan beliau. sepanjang petang tadi, aku terfikirkan keadaan si dia. bagaimana agaknya dia? sudahlah sekarang ini merupakan musim kemuncak di mana satu kesalahan kecil pun boleh mengundang rasa stress yang melampau, ditambah pula dengan ujian berat sebegini. ujian yang cukup hebat sehingga mampu melemahkan semangat yang sebelum ini berkobar2 untuk menghadapi final exams di akhir jun nanti.<br /><br />i tried picturing myself in his shoes and i simply cannot imagine what i would do if i were to be the one to receive such devastating news. would i book the next available flight ticket and demand to go back home despite the fact that i'm having my practical exams now? cry endlessly until my eyes go red? throw a childish tantrum? or retreat into a severe depression and isolate myself from the society?<br /><br />it might seem exaggerated but i do not doubt any of the above possibilities if i were to lose my mother or any members of my family during these hard times.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;">sungguh, Allah takkan uji seseorang itu jika dia tak mampu nak hadapi ujian tersebut. [1:286]</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"></span></div><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"><br /></span>nota kaki 1: kepada sahabatku, semoga Allah kurniakan kau ketabahan dan kekuatan.<br /><br />nota kaki 2: mother dearest, i love you very, very much and i shall spend the rest of my life saying and proving that to you.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">she used to be my only enemy and never let me free,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">catching me in places that know i shouldn't be,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">every other day i crossed the line,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">i didn't mean to be so bad,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">i never thought you would</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">become the friend i never had</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">back then i didn't know why,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">why you were misunderstood,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">so now i see through your eyes,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">all that you did was love,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">mama i love you, mama i care,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">mama i love you, mama my friend,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">my friend</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">i didn't want to hear it then but</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">i'm not ashamed to say it now,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">every little thing you said and did was right for me,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">i had a lot of time to think about,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">about the way i used to be,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">never had a sense of my responsibility.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">back then i didn't know why,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> why you were misunderstood,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> so now i see through your eyes,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> all that you did was love,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> mama i love you, mama i care,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> mama i love you, mama my friend,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"> my friend</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">mama i love you, mama i care,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">mama i love you, mama my friend,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">you're my friend~</span><br /></div>farahnurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16222297868776578337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738912953970423390.post-32866602695055884832010-05-28T06:29:00.000-07:002010-05-28T18:20:45.825-07:00the proposal<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;">i was re-watching 'the proposal' last night, a 2009 romantic comedy film starring ryan reynolds & sandra bullock, when i found my ideal proposal words and my latest favorite quote so far.<br /><blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">will you marry me? </span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">because i'd like to date you.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">(^_________^)</span></div></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;">teheee~ =D<br />will explain more later.<br /></div></div></div></div>farahnurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16222297868776578337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738912953970423390.post-69867410814093205892010-05-27T02:20:00.000-07:002010-05-27T10:57:41.074-07:00tawakal<div style="text-align: center;">tadi ada exam praktikal anatomy untuk pelajar perubatan tahun 2 ASU<br />sampai di kuliah pukul 9.00 pagi<br />mula peperiksaan pukul 9.30 pagi<br />peperiksaan tamat pada pukul 10.15 pagi<br />sampai di rumah pukul 11.00 pagi<br />pukul 11.30 pagi makan tengah hari di cafe<br /><br />daku kecewa :(<br />banyaknya jawapan salah~~<br />(T______________________T)<br />sudah, sudah!<br />kau dah usaha, bukan?<br />maka serahkan segalanya kepada si DIA<br />insyaAllah, kita semua berjaya di dunia dan akhirat<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;">do your best and let Allah do the rest!</span><br /><br /></div>farahnurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16222297868776578337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738912953970423390.post-4118650064036953552010-05-22T02:51:00.000-07:002010-07-10T04:10:20.549-07:00Umma United sebagai alternatif FB! :)<div style="text-align: center;">dah banyak cerita-ceriti kita dengar pasal facebook.<br />controversi yang berbagai-bagai~ macam2 ada wooo~~<br />haram? halal? harus? makhruh?<br />entahlah~<br />yang penting kita perlu buat sesuatu tentang ini.<br />boikot facebook?<br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">macam tak sanggup nak tinggal my non-existant social life disini~ sobsob (T.T)</span></span><br />kembali ke friendster, myspace, hi5 ataupun tagged?<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:78%;" >alamak, kalau tak formal tak bestlah. pening memikirkan nickname orang lain @ diri sendiri yang pelik2~</span><br />atau pergi serbu website terbaru ini, <a href="http://umma-united.com/">umma united</a>?<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><span style="font-size:78%;">ohoh~ macam seronok aje. eh bukan, memang<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" >best</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span></span>pon!</span></span><br /><br />mari join! :)<br /><br />p/s: baru join 1 minit dan sedang kalut berjalan2 di website tersebut, sudah ada banyak friend request dari kawan2 lain yang sama fikrah. hebatnya Allah bilamana Dia mahu menolong kita berukhuwwah! :)<br /><br />p/s: <a href="http://www.thecedarnetwork.com/cedar_member/emmanuel-yamin-dubuc">klik sini</a> kalau mahu tahu dengan lebih lanjut tentang CEO & co-founder website ini. may Allah bless him =]<br /></div>farahnurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16222297868776578337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738912953970423390.post-5628984098304276922010-05-13T12:01:00.000-07:002010-05-13T13:10:02.912-07:00tagged by sarah :)it's been a while since i've done any tags, not that i have gotten many of them. i was bored out of my mind so might as well do this while waiting for my study mood to return. :)<br /><b style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><br /><br />1) Adakah anda happy sekarang?</b><br />not really. my mood is neutral. :|<br /><b style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><br /></b><br /><b style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">2) Kenapa anda happy?</b><br />happy bagus untuk semua orang<br /><b><br /></b><br /><b style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">3) Apakah benda yang boleh membuat anda happy?</b><br />- gayut dengan mak/abah<br />- photografi<br />- tengok cerita lawak<br />- main basketball/berbasikal<br />- berenang di laut/kolam renang<br />- baca buku motivasi<b><br /></b><br /><b style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">4) Pernahkan anda menerima tag?</b><br />yup<br /><b><br /></b><br /><b style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">5) Nyatakan warna yang anda suka</b><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">.</span><br /><div style="color: rgb(224, 102, 102);"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">biru itu sejuk :)</span><br /></div><br /><b style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">6) Berikan 9 orang yang anda mahu tag. Sila beritahu kepada orang yang anda mahu tag supaya dapat respond.</b><br /><br />- ADIBAH<br />- NUAR<br />- INN<br />- SAKINAH<br />- PIKA<br />- ALISA<br />- ARIFF<br />- HAZWAN<br />- IZZATI<br /><br /><b style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">7) Nyatakan sesuatu tentang orang yang anda tag. Nak tulis panjang berjela pun takpe, asalkan anda happy.</b><br /><br />- <a href="http://gadis-imaginasi.blogspot.com"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;">DBA</span> </a>- classmate masa form 4 & 5. dia kuat ponteng kelas masa akhir2 form 4 dan awal2 form 5 disebabkan sesuatu yang tidak dapat dielakkan. alhamdulillah, sekarang sudah semakin ok dan ceria. merupakan pengawas perpustakaan yang garang dan berdedikasi. semoga berjaya menjadi DOC jugak, awak! :)<br /><br />- <a href="http://mrnuar.blogspot.com"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">NUAR</span> </a>- full name is anwar bin noor azam. partner untuk english dan lain2 subjek semasa di intec dahulu. masih lagi rasa bersalah terhadap beliau sebab terlampau sombong dengannya pada waktu itu. haha~ :P<br /><br />- <a href="http://farihinazid.blogspot.com"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">INN</span></a> - farihin azid. budak sabah yang coolio gila. suka baca blog dia masa aku tengah emo sebab dia pandai bermain kata2 dalam english. :)<br /><br />- <a href="http://sakinahshapeni.blogspot.com"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">SAKINAH</span></a> - has been my classmate in ain syams university (ASU) for 2 years now. budak nogori yang sporting. suka tengok gaya beliau yang sangat sempoi~<br /><br />- <a href="http://syafiqahcrapping.blogspot.com"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">PIKA</span></a> - kenalan dari sekolah rendah sampai sekolah menengah. comel orangnya, sangat ceria dan selalu cuba menggembirakan orang lain. :)<br /><br />- <a href="http://wordsbylys.blogspot.com"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">LISA</span></a> - ex-classmate form 4 & form 5 jugak. budak terengganu yang cakap laju. nasib baik la aku paham ape yang dia selalu bebelkan. guardian angel untuk sac-chin ku yang berada di usm sekarang ni. :)<br /><br />- <a href="http://revsphotoblog.blogspot.com"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">ARIFF</span></a> - peminat setia kereta beemer bapaku. pernah berselisihan faham dengan beliau semasa menerajui KRS dahulu kala but it's all in the past so we're okay now, right? :)<br /><br />- <a href="http://hazoneandwords.blogspot.com"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">HAZWAN</span></a> - pernah bergaduh jugak dengan mamat ni about everything in the world but we're civilized people, aren't we? :)<br /><br />-<a href="http://izzatie-hereiam.blogspot.com/"> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">ZATI</span></a> - budak yang matang dan tidak cepat melatah. anda semakin jarang update blog nampak gayanya~ :P<br /><br /><b style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">8) Ni soalan cepu emas nieh. Adakah anda happy dengan apa yang anda ada?</b><br />yes. i'm extremely grateful for all the things in my life (^______^)farahnurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16222297868776578337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738912953970423390.post-85195690958301204322010-05-10T06:18:00.000-07:002010-05-13T11:04:57.377-07:00si tukang masak kecikwaktu bulan puasa tahun 2009 lepas, akulah chef baru kat rumah, menggantikan ibuku yang sibuk bertapa di qua hiraq di kl. <span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">*so, dearest mother, you better get that title of yours or else! ;)* </span></span>tepat pukul 6 petang, aku dah mula bertukang kat dapur tu. penat gile kot rushing bagai nak rak siapkan makanan! baru aku tau feeling mak aku camne time dia memasak. huhu~ <span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><br />selain diriku, aku ada jugak merekrut beberapa budak kecil yang sangat berbakat dalam bidang masak-masak neh untuk menjadi penolongku di dapur. memperkenalkan~<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjyfqdvdOiOz7AoDouMluZgfKgZv4-iFJTbatIP24WUSp3lbVkFoasdSuP5jSEXp6bGn9pmF9jTVn9bIvtayMDqfN9SkaFlTdhuf0Hdnzyh67urGEo96taaoeqwePArA6tujmcVeXYfa8B/s1600-h/DSC02819.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjyfqdvdOiOz7AoDouMluZgfKgZv4-iFJTbatIP24WUSp3lbVkFoasdSuP5jSEXp6bGn9pmF9jTVn9bIvtayMDqfN9SkaFlTdhuf0Hdnzyh67urGEo96taaoeqwePArA6tujmcVeXYfa8B/s320/DSC02819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413991284091841842" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">fariz iqmal bin muhammad</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">9 tahun</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">seorang yang blur-blur & totally lost in his own world</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW_3ONhyphenhyphenC5ceRCX_xAmtL4c0wJLhIv3crUKUnHzITNBT85iAb6BMrXaCLyDscSyCMRU1rnuZfEk4TF2-uDfmLxJRt7MZHp-B1j9v5KosiqpIWgH_sPfIJWfgOrLEjzPgxW535lRPz9oZHW/s1600-h/DSC02818.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW_3ONhyphenhyphenC5ceRCX_xAmtL4c0wJLhIv3crUKUnHzITNBT85iAb6BMrXaCLyDscSyCMRU1rnuZfEk4TF2-uDfmLxJRt7MZHp-B1j9v5KosiqpIWgH_sPfIJWfgOrLEjzPgxW535lRPz9oZHW/s320/DSC02818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413991292056888978" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">fariz izzwan bin muhammad</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">7 tahun</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">seorang yang tak tahu bila nak berhenti bercakap</span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1QCdTkcxzVXWi-cJWnv0ZLzA4-LPBXrf5wOhVeZ6vt4DrKmZAAQslrUsgkOO4WavSZOob4z0Nc6DlR7KRbFeCmCqaPMIci5mKEB9YLQaku1Xvyl2IM0Yeocs-GD-LNsc5lXKiy61M088x/s1600-h/DSC02820.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1QCdTkcxzVXWi-cJWnv0ZLzA4-LPBXrf5wOhVeZ6vt4DrKmZAAQslrUsgkOO4WavSZOob4z0Nc6DlR7KRbFeCmCqaPMIci5mKEB9YLQaku1Xvyl2IM0Yeocs-GD-LNsc5lXKiy61M088x/s320/DSC02820.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413991296751315762" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">farah nadia binti muhammad</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">4 tahun</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">seorang yang sangat demand dan suka menjerit</span><br /></div><br />menu buka puasa kami tiap-tiap hari mesti ada kuih buah melaka. kalau takde, mau nye si nadia ni menjerit nak kuih tu. bukannye dy makan pon, saje je nak ada kuih tu atas meja. suka sangat dia time aku tengah buat buat kuih melaka atau lebih dikenali oleh si nadia sebagai kuih pusing-pusing. ahaks~<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6gFiwxUjPeQAY8LVIt7oQMR0oM_AIcVxx5DSCKtnY0P4j488jrgmYqCgwLEdE4oW-H0K24RbPs3cCYogUhSsNqZkz-Yd8GpXb50b8xVDX6E7BX_ZgeVeH7F9nOy1533y8A1WEJFXFx7ir/s1600-h/DSC02817.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6gFiwxUjPeQAY8LVIt7oQMR0oM_AIcVxx5DSCKtnY0P4j488jrgmYqCgwLEdE4oW-H0K24RbPs3cCYogUhSsNqZkz-Yd8GpXb50b8xVDX6E7BX_ZgeVeH7F9nOy1533y8A1WEJFXFx7ir/s320/DSC02817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413991300095677730" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;">nota kaki:</span> sedang homesick. wish i had spend more quality time with you guys. abah mi, doakan akak kat sini yerp.farahnurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16222297868776578337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738912953970423390.post-60599255772843108902010-05-05T11:12:00.000-07:002010-05-13T11:21:50.637-07:00for you: encik ikram<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSOomz6coG463oadvALAa7MwfuK9DtrCcFl6klPmYpmGbRw_6byp1aOInQxMjXEsDSPjBRCjZYpXWzeA9FK0h51S1YRA30NWhwo9Lgq_BD0KF2IkBpQuwbVbatszoGG3Gpk0eshvM7egy2/s1600/DSC3035.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSOomz6coG463oadvALAa7MwfuK9DtrCcFl6klPmYpmGbRw_6byp1aOInQxMjXEsDSPjBRCjZYpXWzeA9FK0h51S1YRA30NWhwo9Lgq_BD0KF2IkBpQuwbVbatszoGG3Gpk0eshvM7egy2/s320/DSC3035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470819785216793858" border="0" /></a><br />nama dia fariz ikhram bin muhammad<br />dia ialah dik lelaki aku yang kedua<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">hari ini merupakah hari jadi dia yang ke-15</span><br />budak ini dicampak ke sekolah smkap muadzam shah<br />so aku jarang2 jumpa dengan dia<br />dengar cerita saham dia naik dengan mendadak sekarang<br />namun begitu kesahihan berita tersebut masih lagi diragui :P<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">all the best for your pmr this year, little brother! </span><br />:)<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>farahnurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16222297868776578337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738912953970423390.post-45638176235842708222010-04-21T07:41:00.000-07:002010-05-13T09:56:40.780-07:00kena ketuk<div align="center">hari ini terkena ketukan sayang yang sangat dahsyat daripada Allah yang dicintai. padan muka kamu, cik farah. :(<br /><br />siapa suruh solat di akhir waktu?<br /><br />siapa suruh tak qiam?<br /><br />siapa suruh burn solat dhuha?<br /><br />siapa suruh tak rajin telepon family?<br /><br />siapa suruh buat muka masam dengan kawan2?<span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"><br /><br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"></span> </div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">duhai hati, pulanglah kepada penciptaMu.</span></em></div>farahnurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16222297868776578337noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738912953970423390.post-43619636381145079362010-04-08T09:27:00.000-07:002010-05-13T10:55:37.269-07:00oh, what a day!today started off with a very horrible morning but i had a very wonderful time in the evening. ngahaha~ :D<br /><br />pagi tadi, cik nad dan aku tak berjaya mendapatkan lesen memandu kami kerana dipaksarela memberi peluang kepada dua orang saudara lelaki untuk mengambil ujian memandu tersebut. berderau darah aku. susah payah aku paksa diri untuk tak melatah. bukan ape, aku cukup malas nak menangguhkan ujian memandu ni ke lain hari sebab minggu-minggu akan datang, jadual aku akan padat dengan segala macam jenis ujian lain yang lagi penting.<br /><br />disebabkan hati tengah panas sangat, aku ajak cik nad temankan aku beli air. nak ambik wuduk macam payah la pulak kan so beli air untuk memadamkan api pon sudah cukop. kesian jugak aku tengok abang wan dan abang zaidi yang serba salah tengok aku bengang. :")<br /><br />bila masa aku dah dapat terima hakikat, datang pulak berita di mana kedua-dua mamat tersebut gagal dalam ujian lisan yang memerlukan dorang untuk kenalpasti maksud papan-papan tanda yang ada di mesir neh. alahai, ujian yang korang claim senang macam kacang tu pon boleh fail jugak ke, bang? masa tu, blood pressure aku naik mendadak semula la. needless to say, i spent the whole journey back by imagining myself stamping my shoe prints on their faces over and over and over again in my head. evil ke? i don’t think so. XD<br /><br />balik-balik rumah aje, 2 orang kanak-kanak rumah A202 ajak aku ke city stars iaitu shopping kompleks termewah di mesir. ingatnye nak bakar shortbread untuk diberi kepada jiran tetangga tapi aku ikut jela pelan dorang. boleh release tension aku sekali. hihi. lepas makan-makan di foodcourt, kami pergi mentibang di dalam shopping kompleks tersebut. dalam keadaan aku yang tengah kekeringan duit poket tu, boleh pulak aku pergi balon beli satu kasut dan satu messenger beg. nasib baik benda-benda tersebut comel. ngahaha! :))<br /><br />dalam pukul 5.30 petang, kami bertolak ke salah salem untuk main bowling di IBC. kebetulan pulak abang wan masih lagi di kaherah so aku ajak dia turun main sekali dan sekaligus menjadi musyrep kami untuk malam itu walaupun tujuan utamanya ialah untuk menyelesaikan pergaduhan ’siapa-paling-terer-main-bowling’ antara aku dan dia once and for all. 2 jam dan 2 game selepas itu menyaksikan aku sebagai juara bowling antara kami berempat. yeahh~ masa tu jugak aku mintak dia belanja makan di pizza master. padan muka, siapa suruh kalah? :P<br /><br />sampai di rumah pukul 9 malam, aku terus pergi siapkan dough shortbread untuk dibakar esok pagi. aku buat banyak-banyak, nanti boleh bagi budak-budak tahun 2 ASU makan jugak. oh, takotnye! mintak-mintak la menjadi lagi biskut tu untuk kali kedua. hoho~<br /><br />kesimpulan:<br /><br />1. anyone knows any anger management course here in egypt?<br />2. bowling is really, really, really my favorite game. please let me tag along if any of you wants to go and bowl. hihi!<br />3. i like walking around at night but shopping with the hyperactive kids of A202 is definitely very tiring. :D<br />5. baking is beginning to grow on me. mungkin perlu sediakan ruang dalam bagasi untuk angkut oven dari malaysia bawak ke sini. hoho~farahnurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16222297868776578337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738912953970423390.post-8703553716495396042010-04-04T08:07:00.000-07:002010-05-14T08:20:27.634-07:00God is great, yeah! :)long, long time ago, i used to think that there were loads of times where i could have gone wrong in life at some point.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">what if i hadn’t met my best friend?</span> how can i guarantee that i won’t mix with the wrong sort of people if it wasn’t for her constantly watching out for me?<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">what if my parents were so busy that they can’t make any free time to spend with their kids?</span> would i be as attached to my family as i am now?<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">what if i was born filthy rich?</span> would i be able to keep my head low and my feet firmly on the ground?<br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">what if i have an attractive face, a charming personality or a healthy and lean body?</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"> </span>would i be modest (heh!) as i am now?<br /><br />i still think this way now as well. whenever i thought about my memorable past, my interesting present life and my much awaited wonderful future, i am eternally thankful to Allah, the Most Glorious. there were so many stages or points in my life in which i could have easily chosen the wrong path and make the biggest mistake of all the many big mistakes. but, somehow, i didn’t. well, maybe some minor late rebel stuff but it’s only to spice up your life, mum and dad. i know you guys like some challenges, right? :P<br /><br />lately i’ve been thinking that if Allah didn’t want to help you, He most definitely would not help you. However, since He is the Most Kind and Most Generous, He’d always be there for you when you need Him the most, even though you barely remember Him at all.<br /><br />take today for example.<br /><br />it was my turn to cook for the famished beasts (read= beloved housemates) of A202. i decided to cook chicken curry which requires the coconut milk as one of its main ingredient and eggplant with ‘sambal’ where the ‘sambal’ needs blended mix of onions and garlic. just my luck, the very last drop of instant coconut milk of our household was rotten and the mixed onions & garlic were already used up yesterday so I had to blenderized everything from the scratch in order to cook what i wanted. while i was grudgingly preparing the ingredients, i realized with horror that i had confidently and arrogantly thought of cooking the meals in a mere 15 minutes but ended up needing an hour to complete the dinner for the girls. oh, how arrogant of me!<br /><br />now let’s compare with events that happened yesterday evening where i have to see a certain someone in order to get a certificate that will enable me to sit for my driver’s license test tomorrow. i was supposed to see the person-in-charge weeks ago but never got around to do it. i spent the whole morning yesterday feeling terrified at the prospect of not being able to finish this business with him as there was a high possibility of missing him since it could be that he’s not in his office at the time that i went to see him or he had forgotten to print out the important certificate that i desperately need. plenty of chances of that happening, let me tell you. and yet, to my utmost surprise, i received the certificate safe and sound, just right on time. yay!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"><em>so yeah, just put your faith in Him and He’ll do the rest. </em></span></div></div>farahnurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16222297868776578337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738912953970423390.post-78881258651591170972010-03-24T10:37:00.000-07:002010-05-13T10:08:21.720-07:00for you: cik farahnur!<div>yesterday (23rd March) was my birthday. so yeah, i’m officially 19 now.<br /><br />i was tired and too lazy to study anything at last night so i went to bed early at 8 o’clock even though i knew that the housemates were gonna do something amazingly evil to me at exactly midnight. and sure enough, at exactly 12.27 a.m, i heard the girls desperately trying to stifle their giggles while standing near my bed and spraying stuff all over me. after i was sober enough,(after all, who can sleep through all those hyena-like laughs? ), i realized that i was covered with sticky cold ribbons! OMG, trust me when i say that to remove them thoroughly was definitely a pain in a certain place. haha~<br /><br />after that, they presented me with a birthday card that they made themselves a few hours ago, using my colored papers. wth. haha. and then they danced to ‘Sorry Sorry’ from a popular korean boyband SuperJunior, which made me laugh like crazy with their weird and bizarre interpretation of the supposedly very, very cool dance. needless to say, i’m planning to save the precious video for future blackmail! hahaha~<br /><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV-oXQ39gStUj6Ui-y1abGflWZOUEbeEUkaCoTKXSiML9qfDGiG_JQmcECzr_qrqknJdMs81TVHvbPKEA7ihIgBLWegXsPQ2s1mwapfBdroEXH7CrYg1pIZMsROksgGPslidZuhCmbpxoi/s1600/DSC05529.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px; display: block; height: 240px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458549347441468738" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV-oXQ39gStUj6Ui-y1abGflWZOUEbeEUkaCoTKXSiML9qfDGiG_JQmcECzr_qrqknJdMs81TVHvbPKEA7ihIgBLWegXsPQ2s1mwapfBdroEXH7CrYg1pIZMsROksgGPslidZuhCmbpxoi/s320/DSC05529.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />the birthday card from A202<br /><br /></div>farahnurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16222297868776578337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738912953970423390.post-22143167799600607282010-03-03T17:31:00.000-08:002010-05-13T10:09:57.768-07:00one love<div style="text-align: center;">i want a love like that of my parents.<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">an adventurous love. </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">a spontaneous love. </span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">a fun love.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">i want a love like the one i have with my best mate.<br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">a steadfast love.</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">an honest love. </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">a reliable love.</span><br /></div><br />i want a love that i've seen in those happy couples.<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">a cute love. </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">an funny love.</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">an adorable love.</span><br /><br />i want a love that i have for my friends.<br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">a mischiveous love.</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">an amusing love.</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"> a witty love.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">but most of all, i crave for Your love.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">maha suci (Allah) yang telah menciptakan semuanya berpasang-pasangan, baik dari apa yang ditumbuhkan oleh bumi dan dari diri mereka sendiri, mahupun dari apa yang mereka tidak ketahui.<br />(36:36)<br /></span></span></div> <div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>farahnurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16222297868776578337noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738912953970423390.post-53573032141427011642010-02-18T11:22:00.000-08:002010-05-13T12:13:26.475-07:00for you: encik emal<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDX3SveObYHmd3yVCwrtd1pqViRQ80CkRXiOqUSataqSeaYP6NfOKvKF28sJWw20smvlmjuAz_yFiZSBQJasLS4GWvlMaY3q0zcs-b9IMHGdBSblayXp4doEzsizork9u1DGdEbOfuT1vm/s1600/DSC3032.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDX3SveObYHmd3yVCwrtd1pqViRQ80CkRXiOqUSataqSeaYP6NfOKvKF28sJWw20smvlmjuAz_yFiZSBQJasLS4GWvlMaY3q0zcs-b9IMHGdBSblayXp4doEzsizork9u1DGdEbOfuT1vm/s320/DSC3032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470822423675120210" border="0" /></a><br />nama budak tak betul ini fariz iqmal bin muhammad<br />dia merupakan adik lelaki aku yang ketiga<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">hari ini merupakah hari jadi dia yang ke-10</span><br />budak ini sangatlah slow dan lampi (lambat pickup)<br />selalu menjadi mangsa buli abang2 dan kakak dia<br />malah adik2 kecik dia turut sama join membuli dia!<br />akan tetapi hati budak ini baik dan innocent<br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">semoga sentiasa kekal baik~ ameeeen~</span><br />:)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>farahnurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16222297868776578337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738912953970423390.post-81069749831659003692010-02-01T16:29:00.000-08:002010-05-13T11:05:05.060-07:00mine foreverpuas hati dapat bercakap dengan ibunda tercinta. 2 jam setengah aq berborak tanpa henti, line clear all the way. terima kasih kepada vodafone dan celcom xpax kerana memberi peluang keemasan ini. wakaka~<br /><br />hmmm~<br /><br />dalam aq tengah gembira dapat lepaskan rindu pada keluarga, aq rasa agak terkilan jugak. banyak benda yang aq tak tau cerita bila aq berada jauh kat negara orang. sekurang-kurangnye bila ada kat malaysia tu, kalau de pape yang terjadi pada family aq, boleh aq balik rumah dan bantu setelkan terus masalah yang timbul.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">kesian tengok <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">abah.</span><br />kesian tengok <span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;">mi.</span><br />kesian kat <span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-style: italic;">ejat.</span><br />kesian kat <span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-style: italic;">ekram.</span><br />kesian kat <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-style: italic;">emal.</span><br />kesian kat <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;">ewan.</span><br />kesian sangat-sangat kat<span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;">aya.</span><br /></div><span style="font-size:78%;"><br />*sigh~*</span> apa boleh buat. aq hanya mampu dengar je mi berkongsi cerita dari jauh. tapi mungkin itu yang terbaik. entah-entah kalau aq ada kat malaysia waktu semua benda tu terjadi, aq pergi terjah je jumpa manusia-manusia yang gatal nak kacau family aq dan terus 'bahan' orang-orang tersebut.<br /><br />buat diri kamu, sila berjaga-jaga. sila jangan terkejut kalau suatu hari nanti, ada penangan pedas dari daku kepada kamu yang berani menggugat ketenteraman keluarga aq sekarang ni.<br /><br />when the time comes, don't you effing dare say i didn't warn you. tahu?<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"> </span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">they're mine and i'll do anything to protect them.</span></span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;">ya Allah, jauhkanlah mereka daripada bencana yang aku ketahui dan tidak ku ketahui.</span><br /></div>farahnurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16222297868776578337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738912953970423390.post-22663392066775661412010-01-29T23:25:00.000-08:002010-05-14T08:34:07.577-07:00full housepukul 11 malam semalam, kawan-kawan si ana datang dari rusia. 3 orang budak perempuan engin. bakal menjadi <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">engineer hebat </span>semuanye, insyaAllah. mula-mula dorang masuk rumah A202 kami yang kecik dan comey itu, semua malu-malu. asyik sengih-sengih aje. setengah jam kemudian, semua orang pon dah jadi macam kawan lama yang entah berapa tahun tak berjumpa.<br /><br />pukul 10 malam tadi, kawan-kawan si tiqah datang dari rusia jugak. 6 orang budak perempuan medik. bakal menjadi <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">doktor hebat </span>semuanye, insyaAllah. mula-mula dorang masuk rumah A202 kami yang kecik dan comey itu, semua dah bikin havoc. tak sampai 5 minit, rumah kecil itu jadi bising gila bila semua orang pun nak bercakap pada masa yang sama.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;">it feels just like kindergarden. :)<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">semoga Allah merahmati persahabatan yang terjalin ini.</span><br /></div>farahnurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16222297868776578337noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3738912953970423390.post-49763828323985271382010-01-29T10:10:00.000-08:002010-05-13T10:23:56.423-07:00me and you<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;">i'm glad i'm not pretty, beautiful, hot or drop dead gorgeous.<br />i'm content being labeled as okay or easy on the eyes.<br /><br />i'm glad i'm not filthy rich.<br />i'm content being middle class or even a kampong girl.<br /><br />i'm glad i'm not a wild child.<br />i'm content to have a strict mom and a no-nonsense dad.<br /><br />but most of all, i'm glad i'm me.<br /></div>because i don't really want to be you.<br /><br />yeah, i'm really thankful i'm not you.<span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-style: italic;">Ya Allah, jauhkanlah aku dari fitnah dunia dan fitnah Dajjal.</span><br /></div>farahnurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16222297868776578337noreply@blogger.com0