Berhujung minggu..

Hujung minggu yg biasa2 saja.. Rumah yg makin menyerupai tongkang hampir karam memerlukan penelitian dan belaian manja minggu nie.. Alahai... Hujung minggu ini biasa2 saja...

Nie sijil Basic Life Support aritu...

Rindu kt Si Kenit yg petah bercakap nie...

Hannan dh besar. Dah perasan jd Stacy bila rambut lurus.. Raif dh darjah 1. Hafeeza dh darjah 3..

Still remember masa dok umah dorg, jd babysitter time sem break.. Dorg kecik2 lg.. Skg dh besar2 semuanya..

How fast time fly...

Gelapnya cuaca...

Waktu pagi sepanas-panasnya..

Masuk jam10, mendung semendungnya..

Jam5petang, hujan lebat selebat-lebatnya..

Malam, panas berbahang..

Kitaran cuaca hari yang ditentukan. Kesan pemanasan global ataupun balasan Tuhan atas kekhilafan manusia..??

Marilah kita menginsafi diri.. Tiada yang perfect tetapi ruang kemaafan sentiasa ada..

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Salah Aku kah???

Budak2 xturun ke gelanggang sekolah utk kelas PJ, salah akukah??

Budak2 poteng semasa kelas PJ ku yg bertempat di gelanggang sekolah yg terletak di bawah bukit, salah akukah?

Semakin ramai pelajar yg escape kelas PJ dan berfoya2 di kelas, salah akukah?

Dan bila aku mengadakan kelas teori di kelas, pelajar minta untuk turn bermain di gelanggang, salah aku kah???

Daku semakin hari semakin bingung..

Daku semakin hari semakin keliru..

Daku ingin mencari panduan, tapi di mana??

Daku perlukan bantuan, tapi daripada siapa?

Daku dahagakan tunjuk ajar, bagaimana??

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Stress ku Hilang...

Setelah bercuti rehat pd hari Jumaat, Sabtu rehat dlm bilik hotel ber'ekon', dan Ahad makan kenduri di Sundar, tamatlah sudah episod bulan April ku..Walaupun April belum tamat, tp daku anggap selesai sudah perkara2 yg daku nak buat sepanjang April..

Esok proses menanda SEGAK student akan bermula.. Semoga boleh siap dlm masa seminggu jer... Banyak benda lain nk ajar n nak main nih.. hehe

Lesson plan pn dah print, harap lab ICTL dah setel, nk masuk lab sambung ajar Excel, n harap2, keletihan hari esok akan sedikit kurang..huhu..Apa punya ayat daa...

Semalam tido, daku mimpi sesuatu.. Ermm..Nak taip kt sini, rasa cm xberapa best..Xpela.. Cuma, hrp2, mimpi tu bukan sekadar mimpi..hehe

Esok Isnin, so need to rest early..

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Gambar2 dr Facebook..

2 minggu lepas, sepupu ku dah kawen.. Ni gambar2 yg daku cilok dr facebook anak sedara tersaya, mira.. Si tudung hitam tu.. Kak Su menutup mata sbb ngantok semalam xtido..huhu

Yg buat daku amik gambar nie, sebab adanya gambar anak sedara tersayang ku, Hafeeza Munira yg xtaula apa yg sedang dibuatnya kt lantai tu...

Ni Kak Suri, KAKAK iparku yg tetiba interframe...
Yang nie lak, koleksi gambar2 MAK TERCINTA LAK...

Dengan adanya gambar2 nie semua, dapatla daku bayangkan kemeriahan dan kehebatan majlis di Taman Bedong Permai tu...

p/s: Daku masih teringat, kisah 10thn dulu, semasa kenduri kawen Abangku.. Ada seseorang bercakap pd anaknya sebelum tido..(Daku dok pura2 tido disebelahnya..)

"Nanti, if ......... kawen, kita jangan buat besar2 camnielah.. Meletihkan semua orang jer.. Kita jemput 2-3 ratus org, buat kenduri doa selamat je dhla.. Tengok nie, dh tengah2 malam, stil bising2 xtido2 lg, susah..."

Jawab anaknya, "Ya kan..."..ZZZzzzzzzzz

Daku ingat lg dialog ini selama ini... Horoskop ku berkata yg daku seorang pemendam rasa dan mudah utk berdendam, dan daku rasa, memang pun.... Sekarang, Daku masih menunggu action dr si peluah perasaan di atas utk mengotakan janjinya seperti yg dikatakannya... Kita tengok, dia cakap serupa bikin ka tidak...hehehe

Yang penting, ayat di atas tiada kena mengena dengan entry perkahwinan Sepupu teman sepermainan ku di atas OK!!

Orait.. Daku nk bersiap2 utk berjalan2 menghabiskan sedikit duit demi merealisasikan satu harapan, mengubah impian menjadi realiti!!

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Detektif Conan..

www.onemanga.com/detective_conan/

Wah2.. Sekarang daku amat addict to this manga.. Dah ada banyak koleksi komiknya di rumah, rasa2 dah boleh buat home library di rumah... And of cos that's my dream..:)

Hari Ahad Malam Isnin Yang Biasa2 Saja...

Hari nie, macam biasa, daku siapkan mengemas rumah dan membasuh pakaian yg masih belum sempat disiapkan pd Sabtu..(Konon sbb Sabtu tu ada program kt sekolah..letihla tu..) Sempat jugak masak lauk pauk yg agak special utk santapan bersama.. Xla tiap2 ari mkn ikan goreng n telor goreng jer...

Petang, macam biasala.. Lepak2 depan tv. Daku landing dpn tv, Abg take over laptop. Daku dtg depan laptop, Abg gie ngadap 1 lg laptop dpn tv, sambung main FM lak.. Kitaran tu berpanjangan sampailah kul5, Abg bangun tuk basuh kete.. Daku?? Tolong tgk jer...

Kul6ptg, Abg kata nk g main futsal kt Kg Seberang Sungai.. OK jer.. Tp jemur bj yg baru siap basuh tu.. huhuhu..Kejam gak daku nie..

Abg dh g main futsal, janji nk balik kul830, (kuar kul730), so daku pun memasak la lauk yg dh abis tghari td.. Tiba2 teringin nk makan kek coklat.. Terus bukak buku resepi dlm laptop, amik resepi kek coklat yg lembut giler, then buat.. (Kisar bahan2 dlm blender jer sebab xde mixer..) Dah siap, masukkn air dlm pengukus n letak atas api...

Tiba2 tgk kt api, ada air nitis2.. ALAHAI!!!! PEngukus bocor daaa.... Apa punya nasib la... Angkat pengukus, terpaksalah guna cara kreatif alang2 bancuhan dh siap..

Cepat2 siapkan goreng kentang, terus basuh kuali dan masukkan air.. Gunakan kuali sebagai ganti pengukus.. Hahahahaha..Berjaya!!

Dah siap mengukus, sesi merasa.. Alaaa...Kurengla rasanya... Xpela.. Esok2, I buat lg..Boleh try masukkan coklat masakan dlm tu, tgk sedap x rasanya.. Hehehe..

Sekarang dh kul 1020mlm. Cik Abang sayang yg janji nk balik kul830 td tu still xsampai umah lg.. Alahai... Nak marah kang, kita berdua je kt sini Cik Abang ooiii.... 2jam lari, saper nk jawab tu?? Dah la xde kabar berita.. Dahla nk g Kg seberang tu kena seberang naik bot.. Risau tau tak.. Kalau bukan I nie yg dok kol, bg sms nk tanya kabar berita, alamatnya senyap sunyi sepi jela..

Semua lelaki camnie ker? Semua isteri kena busy body cmnie ker? Alahai cik Abang... Saya dh ngantuk..Saya kena bangun awal esok.. 1jam 30minit lepas saya bangun br la dia bangun... Nasib la..Belum ada baby lg tu!!! Then U know why kami xde baby lg????

Just becoz we're not that ready to become mum & dad..

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Wahai Hati.. Bersabarlah sedikit masa lagi...

Bila kewajiban seorang Muslim diambil mudah sesuka hati, maka jangan diharap pada kebahagiaan kehidupan di dunia fana ini...

Wahai hati.. Bersabarlah.. Setiap kejadian ada hikmahnya di sebalik.. Berdoalah agar sentiasa berada di bawah lindungan-Nya.. Semoga kehidupan kita dirahmati..

Bersabarlah Hati.. Bersabarlah dengan segalanya.. Jalan hidup tak selalunya lurus dan senang.. Sesungguhnya setiap ujian dan dugaan adalah tanda sayangnya Allah pada kita.. Banyaknya ujian dan dugaan tanda banyaknya sayang Allah.. Ucaplah Alhamdulillah, semoga kita kan peroleh keberkatan..

Ya Allah... Kuatkan hatiku demi Mu.. Moga aku kan terus berada dalam jalan Mu...

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Buku Program Mesyuarat PIBG SMK Lawas Kali ke-20

Tugas daku sentiasa berbeza bagi setiap Mesyuarat PIBG. Bermula dengan AJK Menyusun kerusi meja, diikuti dengan AJK Backdrop (Maksudnya reka backdrop..huhu) sehinggalah tahun ini, Daku menjadi Ketua AJK Buku Program. Ada peningkatan nampaknya dalam kerjaya Daku.. huhu..

So, petang semalam baru miting pembahagiian AJK, arini daku dahnak start buat kerja. Esok dah Jumaat. Sabtu nie ada Program 'Titian Emas' untuk Form 3, ala2 hari bertemu pelanggan. Isnin dah kena anta cetak sebabnya Selasa dah miting..Kerja banyak untuk disiapkan dalam ms singkat..

Chaoiyok Dayah!!!

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Meleleh air mataKUuuuu...

Email ini telah dihantar oleh seorang sahabat baik..

May this story touch your heart and always believe every good thing we do.. it will bring the goodness in each and everyone.

Every Friday afternoon, after the Jumma prayers, the Imam and his eleven year old son would go out into their town and hand out "PATH TO PARADISE" and other Islamic literature.

This particular and fortunate Friday afternoon, as the time came for the Imam and his son to go to the streets with their booklets, it was very cold outside, as well as pouring rain.

The boy bundled up in his warmest and driest clothes and said,

"OK, dad, I'm ready!"

His dad asked, "Ready for what"

"Dad, it's time we go out and distribute these Islamic books."

Dad responds, "Son, it's very cold outside and it's pouring rain."

The boy gives his dad a surprised look, asking, "But Dad, aren't people still going to hell, even though it's raining?"


Dad answers, "Son, I am not going out in this weather."

Despondently, the boy asks, "Dad, can I go Please"

His father hesitated for a moment then said, "Son, you can go. Here are the booklets. Be careful son."

"Thanks, Dad!"

And with that, he was off and out into the rain. This eleven year old boy walked the streets of the town going door to door and handing everybody he met in the street a pamphlet or a booklet.

After two hours of walking in the rain, he was soaking, bone-chilled wet and down to his VERY LAST BOOKLET. He stopped on a corner and looked for someone to hand a booklet to, but the streets were totally deserted.

Then he turned toward the first home he saw and started up the sidewalk to the front door and rang the door bell. He rang the bell, but nobody answered..

He rang it again and again, but still no one answered. He waited but still no answer.

Finally, he turned to leave, but something stopped him.

Again, he turned to the door and rang the bell and knocked loudly on the door with his fist. He waited, something holding him there on the front porch!

He rang again and this time the door slowly opened.

Standing in the doorway was a very sad-looking elderly lady. She softly asked, "What can I do for you, son?"

With radiant eyes and a smile that lit up her world, this little boy said,

"Ma'am, I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but I just want to tell you that ALLAH REALLY LOVES AND CARES FOR YOU and I came to give you my very last booklet which will tell you all about God, the real purpose of creation, and how to achieve His pleasure."

With that, he handed her his last booklet and turned to leave.

She called to him as he departed. "Thank you, son! And God Bless You!"

Next week on Friday afternoon after Jumma prayers, the Imam was giving some lectures. As he concludes the lectures, he asked, "Does anybody have questions or want to say anything?"

Slowly, in the back row among the ladies, an elderly lady's voice was heard over the speaker.

"No one in this gathering knows me. I've never been here before. You see, before last Friday I was not a Muslim, and thought I could be. My husband died few years ago, leaving me totally alone in this world.. Last Friday, being a particularly cold and rainy day, i was contemplating suicide as i had no hope left.

So I took a rope and a chair and ascended the stairway into the attic of my home.. I fastened the rope securely to a rafter in the roof then stood on the chair and fastened the other end of the rope around my neck. Standing on that chair, so lonely and broken-hearted I was about to leap off, when suddenly the loud ringing of my doorbell downstairs startled me. I thought, I'll wait a minute, and whoever it is will go away.

I waited and waited, but the ringing doorbell seemed to get louder and more insistent, and then the person ringing also started knocking loudly....

I thought to myself again, 'Who on earth could this be? Nobody ever rings my bell or comes to see me.' I loosened the rope from my neck and started for the front door, all the while the bell rang louder and louder.

When I opened the door and looked I could hardly believe my eyes, for there on my front porch was the most radiant and angelic little boy I had ever seen in my life. His SMILE, oh, I could never describe it to you! The words that came from his mouth caused my heart that had long been dead TO LEAP TO LIFE as he exclaimed with a cherub-like voice, 'Ma'am, I just came to tell you that ALLAH REALLY LOVES AND CARES FOR YOU!'

Then he gave me this booklet, Path To Paradise that I now hold in my hand.

As the little angel disappeared back out into the cold and rain, I closed my door and read slowly every word of this book. Then I went up to my attic to get my rope and chair. I wouldn't be needing them any more.

You see? I am now a Happy Vicegerent of the One True God. Since the address of your congregation was stamped on the back of this booklet, I have come here to personally say THANK YOU to God's little angel who came just in the nick of time and by so doing, spared my soul from an eternity in hell. "

There was not a dry eye in the mosque. The shouts of TAKBIR..ALLAH AKBAR.. rented the air.

Imam-Dad descended from the pulpit to the front row where the little angel was seated....

He took his son in his arms and sobbed uncontrollably.

Probably no jama'at has had a more glorious moment, and probably this universe has never seen a father that was more filled with love and honor for his son...

Except for One.

This very one...