TIME TESTED BEAUTY TIPS by Sam Levenson
For attractive lips, speak words of kindness.
For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people.
For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.
For beautiful hair, let a child run his or her fingers through it once a day.
For poise, walk with the knowledge that you'll never walk alone.
People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed; Never throw out anybody.
Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, you'll find one at the end of your arm.
As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands, one for helping yourself, the other for helping others.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides.
The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole, but true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she shows, and the beauty of a woman with passing years only grows!-- Sam Levenson
KACA ANGKASA by Wani Ardy
KACA ANGKASA (written & composed by Wani Ardy)
Aku kasihan dengan mereka
Yang tidak tahu beza kaca permata
Aku kasihan dengan mereka
Yang tidak tahu syukur apa ada
Punya teman, kita lemparkan
Dunia luas, apa yang dihairan
Manusia mudah terasa
Merumitkan apa yang biasa
Apa perlunya dendam segala
Bila ada Tuhan dan karma
Apa jaminan kita kekal sama
Persetan kenal sebulan atau sedekad
Punya teman, kita lemparkan
Dunia luas, apa yang dihairan
Manusia mudah terasa
Merumitkan apa yang biasa
“Siapa yang mahu
menadah sambut
kaca dari angkasa?”
Yang kita betul hendak, seribulah menapak
Yang kita sudah enggan, melangitlah hujahan
Kita kaca bagi yang buta
Manusia mudah terasa
Merumitkan apa yang biasa
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Acara: SATURDAY NIGHT LIVE!Tarikh: 26hb Mac 2011Waktu: 9 malamTempat: Amphitheatre UMP
SAMPAI TUA by Fynn Jamal
ini untuk kekasih hati aku. yang semalam telah tersentap jiwanya oleh sesuatu yang tak tersengaja. yang telah berkecamuk mindanya disebabkan perkara yang terjadi tanpa rela. sayang, berhenti bersedih. kalau tak hati aku yang pedih. SAMPAI TUA by Fynn Jamal kasih kesatkanlah airmata ku dah tiba kasih percayalah aku kan ada sampai tua ini sumpahku padamu usah kau patah dan layu garing siang malam beku pasakku teguh untukmu mungkin taufan akan surut tetap datang petir ribut setiapnya aku sambut untukmu takkan ku takut kasih biarkanlah apa saja takdir kita kasih pegangkanlah jariku lama sampai tua ini sumpahku padamu usah kau patah dan layu garing siang malam beku pasakku teguh untukmu mungkin taufan akan surut tetap datang petir ribut setiapnya aku sambut untukmu takkan ku takut dan malam takkan berhenti menghirup nyawamu kasih dan siang akan berterus meratahmu sampai bersih aman saja aku ada dihirupratah pun tetap berpimpinan berdua sampai tua aku ada sampai tua
DARI AKU UNTUK GENG (by Dib)
selak2 buku 3 KUNTUM, terbaca satu puisi yang mengingatkan aku pada geng aku. aku akan sentiasa teringat kowg setiap kali terbaca puisi ni.
kepada geng aku, AKU SAYANG KAMU.
DARI AKU UNTUK GENG
(oleh Dib)
geng
biarlah mereka
biar mereka berbicara
tentang kita
geng
jadilah korang
jadi diri sendiri
pedulikan mereka
geng
teruskanlah saja
teruskan berbicara
teruskan berkarya
teruskan bercerita
geng
kita tak pandai meminta
kita tak pandai mengampu
kita hanya jadi siapa kita
kita tahu mereka cemburu
geng
selagi kita kawan
tiada siapa boleh lawan
kita pun tak berkenan
nak cari gaduh dengan setan
geng
jangan kau khuatir
di saat-saat getir
aku ada
aku ada.
kepada Dib: thanks for letting me share this with them. kan dah kata, cerita kita lebih kurang sama. *wink*
click here for more puisi from Dib or go to misteriaku.blogspot.com.
Manifestasi Teater Malaysia
sewaktu latihan dijalankan
muka kepenatan selepas latihan 
opening act
antara scene dalam DETIK
curtain call
barisan pelakon
krew KIRANA
ps: gambar 3, 4 & 5 credit to Shazli Shamsuddin. (Thanks for the beautiful pictures.) You can see more pictures of DETIK here.
Di Udara - Efek Rumah Kaca
Efek Rumah Kaca is an Indonesian indie band. First time dengar lagu mereka di blog KakDek. Then Jumaat lepas tengok mereka perform live di Annexe Gallery, Central Market. Memang best tak hengat la. Music simple tapi sedap je dengar. And the words, beautiful. Lagu 'Di Udara' kat bawah ni paling aku suka. KakDek kata lagu ni 'macam *ginih* (thumbs up)'. Memang pun. Lepas dengar ERK perform live lagu ni aku terus beli album dia. Lagu ni dalam album pertama ERK.
Dengar dan nilai sendiri..
Di Udara
Aku sering diancam
juga teror mencekam
Kerap ku disingkirkan
sampai dimana kapan
Ku bisa tenggelam di lautan
Aku bisa diracun di udara
Aku bisa terbunuh di trotoar jalan
tapi aku tak pernah mati
Tak akan berhenti
Aku sering diancam
juga teror mencekam
Ku bisa dibuat menderita
Aku bisa dibuat tak bernyawa
di kursi-listrikkan ataupun ditikam
Tapi aku tak pernah mati
Tak akan berhenti
Tapi aku tak pernah mati
Tak akan berhenti
Ku bisa dibuat menderita
Aku bisa dibuat tak bernyawa
di kursi-listrikkan ataupun ditikam
Ku bisa tenggelam di lautan
Aku bisa diracun di udara
Aku bisa terbunuh di trotoar jalan
Tapi aku tak pernah mati
Tak akan berhenti
curtain call
The night before that was all about Teruk and Tambat Kaki. Teruk, directed by Fakhrul Shahidan (aka Bob), was received well by the audience. I've watched the rehearsal many times before but my heart was racing as I watched it being played for the audience that night. There was a loud and satisfying applause from the audience at the end of the play. Then it was Tambat Kaki's turn. If my heart was racing when I watched Teruk, it felt like my heart was going to burst out of my chest as Amir stepped onstage to recite a poem by Zahiril Adzim. Few seconds later, it hit me: the play which I directed was starting. I was freaking nervous.
Being a director for the first time was not easy - especially when you're the only first-year director while the other three were third-year students who have the experience of being in a real production before. The pressure is there. Luckily, I have my mentor Kak Yana to help me with all the basic knowledge of theater. And Bob, my co-pilot, also helped a lot. Then there was a whole bunch of other seniors who shared their opinion and comments. They really helped out. Thanks so much guys! Dealing with the crew and actors needs a lot of patience and people skills. I learned how to deal with people and pressure at the same time. But thankfully, my crew and actors were well-disciplined and able to accept criticism. They helped and sacrificed a lot to make this theatre a success. Kudos to you guys!
Alhamdulillah... the show went well. There was a minor technical misunderstanding, confusion and flusteration going on backstage but that's theatre. Thanks again to Bob as the stage manager of the night for handling it well. The audience's response was a satisfactory. The theatre got mixed reviews but most of them were positive. Personally, I still think there are lots more to improve. We need to improve if we're going to win the MAKUM trophy. Yes dear seniors, we'll hold on to that dream with all our might. That trophy will be in UMP someday, right Kerabat Muda Senandika? Speaking of awards, Tambat Kaki won three of Anugerah Senandika:
Busana Terbaik
Anugerah Sukmasari
Pelakon Harapan Wanita
Pelakon Pembantu Lelaki Terbaik
Teruk | Tambat Kaki
*all pictures are of Tambat Kaki*
(photo credit to my classmates)
Two Cases, One Motive
Aini Hayati
"Tambat Kaki"
Aida Raihana"Tambat Kaki"
Khairul Rabbani"Tambat Kaki"
Hafidz Eidham"Tambat Kaki"
Khidir Masteki"Teruk"
Wahida Omar"Teruk"
Crew"Tambat Kaki | Teruk"
with the director of Teruk - Fakhrul Shahidan(not in picture: Khalilurrahman, Siti Natrah & Nur Jannah)
so the lion fell in love with the lamb...
I finally finished reading the Twilight Series' latest book - Breaking Dawn by Stephenie Meyer. I'm officially a huge fan of her works and her self now. With the limited time I have - only being able to read for a couple of hours per day - I managed to finish the 754 pages (the thickest of the bunch) of Stephenie's compelling world of supernaturals in a week and a half.The first book, Twilight, is now a major motion picture. The second, New Moon, will also be a movie in a few months' time and the third book of the series, Eclipse, is sure to come next. All four books were different and interesting in their own way. I find the fourth installment of the saga the most fascinating and heartfelt yet. I was laughing aloud and crying in silence (to keep my roommates from noticing) while reading it. If you hadn't known I was reading, you'd think I'm crazy. It was a three-books-combined-into-one (which explains the ginormous fatness of the book). Book One and Three were written from Bella's perspective while Book Two was from Jacob's.
Unlike most love stories, the novels were not all the way romance. There was an enjoyable amount of action, fast cars and super powers involved; it was a partly supernatural fiction after all. Stephenie made the story of a human girl who fell in love with a vampire and has a werewolf as her best friend as interesting as Lord of the Rings. The supernatural world - which started portraying itself in Stephenie's mind as a vivid dream she had one night - is not the typical “let’s kill the vampire with a pitchfork” idea. The vampires don't have fangs and they don't sleep in coffins. It was more like Heroes + Interview With The Vampire (minus the coffins) rather than Bram Stoker's Dracula. I think it's fair to say that Edward & Bella is now in the same line as Romeo & Juliet, and Jack & Rose.
I can't wait to read her next novel - a science fiction for people who don't like science fiction, The Host. Also, the other dimension of the Twilight story, told from Edward's perspective, Midnight Sun which was temporarily postponed due to illegal leak on the internet of the incomplete draft. Just hope she gets her mood back and finish the book real soon.
this blur called life [vol.2]
She drowned herself again
in the loudness of the crowd
in the craziness of despair
she loses herself there
the blur that blocks
her sight and senses
it has come again
the tears that flows
when all hopes seems hopeless
it has come again
give her an empty box
so she can fill it with her sorrows
dump the lumps of unhappiness
and throw it far away
all she needs is someone to be there
to just listen and tell her
that the rain won't be forever
all she wants, all she needs
is someone to hold her
and make sense of this blur
this blur called life
She loses herself in a song
doesn't want to be found
lets her worries fall to the ground
plays it louder again and again
doesn't want the tears to begin
to just forget the places she's been
if only these notes
were a cure to her pain
for the tears that still remain
no voice speaks loud enough
it seems she's heard it all
now she puts up this wall
in hopes that someone
will tear it down
and forever wipe off her frown
it's not what she wants
as tears stream down her face
she's lost something that she cannot replace
all she wanted, all she needs
is someone to hold her
and make sense of this blur
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