I would like to apologize to those who had tagged me. Kak Ita and Amir who had tagged me way back when. Also to Azam and the apology goes double dose to Huda who'd tagged me twice. And to others who had also tagged me. I'm truly sorry for failing to do the tags. I guess you guys should know by now that I'm not good with tags. I think I'm untaggable. Again, really sorry.

I can be

ABSURDLY CARELESS

when it is

the worst time

to be so

TOTALLY FRUSTRATING!

Why can't we get all the people in the world that we really like and then just stay together? I guess that wouldn't work. Someone would leave. Someone always leaves. Then we would have to say goodbye. But where is the 'good' in goodbye? I hate goodbyes.

John Gay said that we only part to meet again. Richard Bach was on the same boat. He claimed that we shall not be dismayed at goodbyes. A farewell is necessary before you can meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetime, is certain for those who are friends.

I'm only quoting them to make myself feel better about farewells. Although, I guess it didn't work. I still hate goodbyes. It's true that people come and go. It has always been that way and I still have a problem with the 'go' part. Why can't they just come and never go? Why can't it be 'people come and stay'?

Maybe they were right. Maybe people do part so they can meet again. Maybe. After all, the irony of people is that sometimes they only see things that are not or no longer there.

That was the longest 3 hours I have ever been in and with the passing of that extensively long hours, my long walk along the path of examinations have officially ended. I'm glad to be back. I haven't had a proper sleep since the past 36 hours even though my brain was already begging me to stop thinking. It's like a RIOT in there.


The thing is, as much as I wanted to shut my body down, my mind wouldn't let me. Now it just feels so good to be free again. Only three words to describe how I feel:

As I'm preparing for my final exams which starts on the 3rd of November, my father is busy preparing for his flight to Pakistan on the same day. He will be flying there as a journalist on duty. It's good to know that he is doing something that he loves. What worries me is his safety over there.

Just yesterday, I heard over the news that southwest Pakistan was shaken by a 6.4 magnitude quake. Before that, a 7.6 magnitude earthquake struck Muzaffarabad in Pakistan. This is really starting to make me worried. To add to the already intense worry, there is a possibility that he is also going to Afghanistan. Now this is going to make me worried sick. Afghanistan is not a safe country to be in right now. Also from the news yesterday, I found out there was a suicide bombing which happened somewhere in the country and this is not the only one. Several bombings had happened in Afghanistan.

To Papa, while you are there, always remember that 2753 miles from you, your beloved daughter will always love you, hoping you are in great condition, praying for your health and safety. So please take care and be safe...

I managed to find some time in my hectic schedule to post about a dinner that I attended recently. Purple was the theme of this year's Annual Grand Meeting & Dinner for Kelab Kebudayaan & Kesenian (KKK), a well known club for those with artistic souls in UMP. The grand function was held at Vistana Hotel on the 25th of October 2008. A total of 4 buses filled with UMP students were chauffeured to the hotel at 6.30 pm.

The luxurious ceremony started at 8.00 pm attended by VVIP guests from UMP itself. The event includes the disbandment of the former Supreme Council and the inauguration of the new line of Supreme Council. There was also a recap of the club's annual activities and economics.

After all that, came the part that we were all actually there for. The part where we can enjoy the food! The concept of the menu was International Buffet and there were names of dishes which I've never even heard of. As expected, the food was superb. After dinner the guests were served with a musical performance by UMP's Orquesta, an orchestra group also under KKK. Hotel California was really swaying the house.


After the performance by Orquesta, people were already busy taking photos, capturing memories in a still picture. Loads of photos were taken by loads of camera. Kak Dalina alone was using 2 DSLRs.


However, the most memorable part was when The Brodic Acapella sang 'Happy Birthday' to my mother over the phone. Yes, it was also my mother's birthday (and no, I haven't forgotten it, ma) and they actually said 'mama'. Thanks Brodic Acapella for the spontaneous performance caused by a spontaneous request. =]

It was the second time of the week that I got to work with school students. This time it was with primary school students, Year 5 to be exact. We arrived last Friday at SK Pengkalan Tentera at about 8.30 am and the kids were already waiting for us. How cute! I was the facilitator of Group 6. The kids were talkative and active, sometimes hyperactive. Handling them was fun - even though it required me to be just as active as they were. Plus, I got a new nickname: 'Kakak Chicken Dance'. Sadly, I didn't have the chance to take a photo together with the kids of my group. Sorry guys!

(This post is a continuum of my previous post titled my life in 7 words)

As promised, these are the 7 words that describe life:

"Seven? Not even enough for the intro."

Matriculation Chemical Engineering Seminar 2008 (MATRES '08) was held on the 10th until 12th of October 2008. It is to expose matriculation students to our Chemical Engineering & Natural Sources Faculty. This is actually my first time joining a programme organized by the Chemical Engineering Society or commonly known as CHEST.



I was the only first-year student in the committee, which means that I was the youngest (but not the smallest) of the bunch. In fact, I was the same age with most of the matriculation and secondary school student. In the beginning, I hardly knew any other member of the committee. Being the only newbie and not really knowing how things work around here yet, there was a slight fear that I wasn't fit for the task. Thankfully, all the other members were very helpful and I eventually enjoyed the gruelling work of a Documentation & Publication committee.

Another three group from Miss Farah's K27 class made a presentation today. Every TE students had to make a presentation in the form of an exhibition. We must choose an item and be able to explain it technically during the exhibition. My group, En-Genius, decided to choose Kamal's 'HP Deskjet F4100 All-In-One' as our item. My group was supposed to present at 11.00 am so all the team members gathered at 'Starbucks' at 10.00 am and add the final touches to our props. We prepared and practiced and by 10.45, together we all walked to the Sports Complex which is quite a distance. We had fun during the presentation. Information understood, people were convinced. Even Miss Farah and her friend planned to buy one. This only means that the presentation was a success. Thanks to all En-Genius members and especially Miss Farah.

I said : Define your life in SEVEN words.

She answered : "My life is 'a balancing game of decisions and results'. There, 7 words."

I asked my other sister, Wawa, for her definition of life in just SEVEN words and her answer was short, simple and straightforward :

After months of craving, I get to eat spaghetti...finally. It was all thanks to Hachiroku Senpai and the gang for asking me to join them break their fast at East Coast Mall yesterday. Originally, the plan was to eat at Laksa Shack but due to my extended craving for spaghetti we decided to go to Pizza Hut instead.

When we got there it was already near Maghrib and the pizza parlour was fully seated. So, we went to carrefour to buy drinks and light foods. We found a soft, comfy seat right in front of Giordano. It was my first time breaking fast in the middle of the mall's wing and it was fun. Done eating, we went for our prayers at the mall's prayer room and headed to Pizza Hut. We found a table and ordered a set for 4 persons. A few minutes after taking our orders, the waiter served the dishes on our table.

And there it was. The dish I've been wanting to have since a few months back.

One look at it and I can't wait to get the taste of the tomato sauce in my mouth. At last, my longing for spaghetti have been paid up (and paid for!).

At the stroke of midnight of 15th September '08
MUHAMMAD AIMAN HAKEEM ABDUL RAHIM
has turned 9 years old.
CONGRATULATIONS LIL' BROTHER!
you're a year older

::9 wishes for a boy who just turned 9::
may happiness and success always be by your side
it takes a long time to grow old so take your time
don't be afraid to make mistakes because when you do, we'll be here to guide you
live your life bit by bit and enjoy every moment of it
always remember that we love you unconditionally
if you don't know where you're going, turn to us and we'll show you
keep honesty and purity in your heart
don't deny your right to laugh, love, try, hurt, need, fear and cry because that's what humans do
live everyday like it's your birthday

to aa and adib: be nice to him AT ALL TIMES. not just when you need somebody to go upstairs or play video games with you.
(i repeat, AT ALL TIMES) =p
to mama and papa: please watch over aa and adib. love and miss you guys SO MUCH!
to wawa: guess we'll be celebrating from here, sis.

Last Friday (12th September '08) SENANDIKA had it's RAMADHAN HANGOUT. It was my very first Senandika Hangout. I haven't been to any beaches in quite a while so this trip was really making me excited.

At exactly 6.15, 6 cars started their convoy from UMP - all headed to the Ramadhan bazaar at Jaya Gading. The plan was to stop there and buy kuih-muih so we can break our fast in the car while on our way to Masjid Sultan Ahmad 1. We managed to arrive at the mosque just in time for breaking fast. We ate, did Maghrib prayer at the mosque and continued with the agenda.


At around 7.50 we were ready to invade Ana Ikan Bakar Restaurant, Tanjung Lumpur for our main agenda. A group of senandika members were already there. Syafiq A, Bob, Bad and Syafiq C had to join us at the restaurant because they were waiting for K to close up Kami The Stall - a drinks stall at UMP's BazRa. Kak Izni and Kak Thiya had to join us a bit later too. The food was nice and we ate a lot. Senandika members really conquered the scene.


Done eating and creating havoc at the restaurant, all 8 cars made a move to attack Teluk Cempedak beach. It was my first time being there too and I happened to like the artistic atmosphere. Street performances, sand bottles, seashell bracelets, batik designs, paintings and portraits. It was enjoyable walking through all those things. And once our feet touched sand, the party begins...

I headed straight to the waters and played with it for a while. I guess this is my first time being at the beach at night. The sound of the beach was truly relaxing. I took the chance to record the sound of the waves so I can listen to it whenever I feel like going to the beach.

To add to the excitement, Kak Izni bought Big Apple donuts. It was as if she knew I'm craving for Big Apple donuts these days - very understanding. Hehehe~


To spice up the night, we played a few games which included musical bottle. It's called 'musical bottle' because we use somebody's mineral bottle as the rotating object. DJ and Syafiq A handled the music and whoever held the bottle the moment the music stopped had to act out a scene or a character given to them. The funniest was the part played by Bro Azril as a transvestite trying to hit on a man (played by Bob). I've never seen him in that character before and it was hillarious. Kudos to Bro Azril for playing that part well. After a while they changed the game to 'truth or dare' mode and this time Bro Azril and Rani handled the music. Several others received the honour to choose between truth or dare.


After the game we went for our prayer and spend some time to have a drink or snack. A few of us had to go back early because they had events the next day. Bro Peedot, Syafiq B and I got McFlurry for ourselves. We tried the new Mudpie McFlurry and asked for extra chocolate only to regret it later. It was yummy but its sweetness was too intense. While enjoying the sweetness of the cold, creamy ice we received a call from Syafiq A. They told us to hurry back to the beach for a surprise. So, we went back to the beach and saw beautiful candles lit on the sand. It happened to be the lantern festival season and the lights were very beautiful.


What makes it even more beautiful was when Bob bought some candles and Syafiq A, Bad, Aini, Wani and Nani made their own candle lights in the form of a heart shape with a flower in it. That was very sweet.


We passed the time playing with the water. They bought soap bubbles and we sang our heart out. Syafiq A, Bob, Bad, Rani and DJ sang Bila Rindu to me just to make me blush. Well guys, I'm sorry you didn't succeed. I actually joinned them singing. Suddenly Bad stood up and started doing an act and asked us to guess what he was doing. That was how we started playing charade. That was a blast. We divided ourselves into 2 groups and the battle begun. When it came to my turn I had to sign out Pemburu Emas Yamashita. Imagine how hard that was for me. But I did it anyways. Thanks to the sengalness of the group, I had a great time.


At about 3.30 am we decided to make a move..
Next stop? to be continued..