Monday, January 30, 2012

Hush :)


Puts a smile on my face every time I see these things on my shelf :)
Home, in a few more months InsyaAllah ♥


And a random silly photo of me, back in the old days. Tiba-tiba mood geledah default pic :P

P/s: I will be having my last paper for FM1002 tomorrow. Need some rest! Goodnight! :)

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

"Nooboredom" Snapshots :D

I just love looking at pretty photos on www.weheartit.com. They're all tumblr material photos, and you know how beautiful tumblr photos are :) I got a little bit bored last night & I was suddenly all enthusiastic about knowing how the DSLR works. I have always been a big fan of slow shutter speed & bokeh photos, so I wanted to know more on how to take photos with these amazing effects. And well of course, generally, only DSLRs can do these types of effects. I only have a compact camera with me, but I still thought of giving it a go. Lol :P

I set up my camera on manual mode and tried to adjust the settings, but the only thing I was able to change was the ISO. From what I read, the lower value of the ISO, the lower the sensitivity of the camera to light. This in turn gives a slower shutter speed, which enables us to capture the "drags" of motion. Well, that's what I understand :P There's also this thing called ''aperture'' which I heard in one video on slow shutter speed but I didn't bother much about it.

Anyways, here are among the random pictures I took. They are really-really nothing much but I enjoyed the process of taking them :P I was sort of like a child trying to imitate real photographers. Nevermind, someday, I'll try to get my hands on a DSLR, insyaAllah :D


These are two of the purely unfiltered "slow shutter speed" photos taken using my compact camera.
I wasn't able to make lots of different patterns though I tried my best cause the shutter's not slow enough :/
Ouh yes, I made the preview smaller cause I don't want to glare anybody's eyes >.<


The shadow of the mysterious bunny lamp which made it all happen :P Hehe. 

P/s: You can also actually make a "bokeh" effect using your compact camera :D Check out this link here [Pocket Camera Bokeh Tutorial], and it'll guide you how :D

Monday, January 23, 2012

Surviving the "No-Internet" Days

Just a couple of days without the Internet really forced me into doing things I would rarely even intend to do :P I decided to put myself on a challenge, in which I need to eat, breathe, sleep without Internet access for two days straight. Doesn't seem much of a challenge huh? Well, it is for an internet addict like me! :P

I gave up my laptop to my friend, and I told her not to give it to me till 10 p.m on Sunday. The moment when I handed over my laptop felt as if I was handing over a previous fragile baby. I myself couldn't believe my feelings were up till that extent. My my, how severe can my Internet addiction be?

The first day of the challenge seemed to pass by like a breeze. I was quite okay, maybe cause I was so into my studies. But the second day started to turn boring. I have this problem when it comes to focusing on reading & understanding factual materials for a long time. I would get bored really quickly and that's when the Internet becomes my time filler. However, I had no Internet access, so it felt as though I have nothing else to do :/

Then I remembered having a couple of books that I bought in Birmingham the other day. One is entitled Islamic Guideline on Medicine & the other is The Muslim 100. I barely touched these books, so I thought, why not read them up? So I did, during my meals, during my breaks in between my revision; simply, just any time when I could have been surfing the Internet. Guess what, it felt so wonderful. I loved how I could actually entertain myself with books and gain knowledge at the same time. It felt better than watching Youtube :P

Later that Sunday afternoon, I really, truly couldn't cram any more Biochemistry or Physiology in my head. I had to loosen up a little. If there was Internet around, I would have been watching a movie or something. Since that couldn't be my option, I just cranked up the music on my phone and did different types of indoor exercise I could think of. To tell you the truth, I hadn't been exercising for quite some time now (I don't consider walking to class as a form of exercise cause class is just 5 minutes away :P), so what I did right there was really something ya know :D

Two days without the Internet actually made me realise that there are always good things that we can do indoors. We can finish up a book, cook, draw & even take long naps (hehehe). This "No-Internet" challenge is personally beneficial for me, but I don't know if I will have the courage to undergo a second round of it. Well, I'll just wait and see :P


My Billy-Ri gone nerdy! Yikes! 

Thursday, January 19, 2012

A Dream; A Sign?

Assalamualaikum :)

InsyaAllah, I'll be sharing about a dream I had last night. I don't often remember my dreams, but I can clearly remember this one. I'm pretty sure I had it around Subuh. 

As far as I can understand, the dream I had was sort of like a ''metaphor" of how the hereafter (akhirat) would be like. I was with my friends and so many other people, gathered in one dark place. We were talking like nothing happened and it continued for quite some time. 

All of a sudden, I remember being in a queue. Right at the head of the queue, there were two people who seemed to be in charge of something. Well imagine going to the movies where you have one or two guys checking your movie ticket. It appeared to me like that, but I frankly didn't understand what was the real deal at that moment. The idea of what was happening only clicked in my head when I heard a guy I didn't recognize screaming with fear. He was told that he was drenched in too much sin back on Earth and he will receive his punishment. At that point, I could feel my heart racing; I was so scared! Could you imagine, that at that point, you will be determined whether you'll be entering Heaven or Hell?

My turn came up at last, and one of them looked at me. I made a face begging for mercy. To my greatest surprise, the guy asked me, "Kenapa tudung singkat? Labuhkan lagi. (Why is your hijab short? Make it longer.)". I nodded. *Now is that a SIGN?* Then I just couldn't believe my ears when the guys said I'm free to go to "the better side". From what I perceive, I was not straight away sent to Heaven yet. I had a few more steps to go through. I know that at this point, this dream might sound wrong compared to the real theory of the hereafter, but it was just a dream, and what I'm telling you is purely what I remember from it :)

After passing through that stage, I had to walk through a path which then lead me to an area where there was a projection of our past deeds and sins. There were so many people looking at the white screen in front of them, and I could barely give a good glance. I was abashed by the thought of me being the person those people were looking at on the screen. While writing this now, I can't stop thinking how it would be like if it was actually true! I could feel the regret, the humiliation; everything. I just wished I could turn back time.

The dream stopped abruptly after a scene where I the gathered with some people who I can't even recognize at a table near the projection area. In the dream, these people were thought as  "my friends". I actually knew what to talk to them and all. 

So this is the story of what I dreamt of last night. I am not an expert on the sequence of what will happen during the hereafter. I don't even know if situations similar to what I dreamt will really exist. Wallahualam. 

*****

After getting the dream, I thought of searching for the story of the 7 Angels and the 7 stages that our deeds have to pass through before our deeds can be approved. I suggest you to read the story in this website here: http://kisahsufi.wordpress.com/2009/11/01/7-langit-7-malaikat-penjaga/

The first thing that will get in the way of our deeds being counted is talking behind people's backs (in which if they come to know about it, they would get angry or upset). Simply put, it's called bad mouthing/ mengumpat. Upon knowing this, I realise the abundant waste of deeds we make almost everyday. If you happen to already read or know this story that I just mentioned, I would just like to recall the things that will ruin the good deeds that we make in a day, according to the stages. I'll just write them in Malay. Hehe.

The 7 sins:
  1. Ghibah (mengumpat, bergosip)
  2. Ingin kemanfaatan duniawi (megah)
  3. Takbur (bercakap besar)
  4. 'Ujub (takjub dengan diri sendiri)
  5. Hasad dengki 
  6. Tidak ada perasaan belas kasihan 
  7. Ingin disanjungi orang

From how I look at it, the further down we go down the list, the problems are somehow more related to what only we can personally see in ourselves. So simply put, everything matters, not just what we can let ourselves show on the outside. 

I dare not talk a lot more now cause my sleepiness is overriding the stability of my mind to think. This brain needs some rest. InsyaAllah, may we gain something good from every little thing that we encounter and may be try to make our upcoming days better than today. And do correct me if I'm wrong ya :) Goodnight :)


P/s: Jazakillah khairan kathira kakak :)

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Body Clock Gone Cuckoo!

Assalamualaikum :P

It's exactly 2.07 a.m. right now and I'm still awake. I'm listening to soothing songs to get me in the mood to sleep :P

I had my Clinical Practice exam today, and the questions didn't really turn out the way I expected they would be. Some of them were pretty tough and there's this one question which I thought I knew the answer to it, but I ended up writing a different one. Ouh well, I must put that in mind :) Mistakes help us to learn, don't they ;) Alhamdulillah for the fact that I'm not dealing with a real patient yet. Hehe.

And once again, I changed my blog layout. I find myself difficult to settle down to a template that I like but this one seems okay for me right now. Makes me feel all so "princessy" :D

Okay, I think I might as well curl up in bed & wait for the some fairies to pour some sleepy dust on my eyes (kidding) :P Till then, goodnight ♥


My Physiology notes taken during class today ♥ 
Dr. Farouk Markos is simply the best :D

P/s: I thought of uploading some pictures I took with my friends just now, but the quality of the pictures aren't really good. Might as well wait for another time :)

Monday, January 16, 2012

Say Alhamdulillah ^_____^


Version 1; with a background & my curly handwriting lol :P


Version 2; simpler and more minimal? :)

I posted Version 1 on my Facebook page earlier :) I have been thinking of that sentence every second, so I thought it would be awesome to put the words on this doodle :) This doodle is inspired by the OSM cartoons :D The quality isn't even near the OSM cartoons, but at least I had fun doing it! ♥ Say Alhamdulillah everyone :D Hee ♥ 

Saturday, January 14, 2012

Exam Colours :D


During a study group session with Nell & Azim just now :)
I just love colourful stuff! ♥ 

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

1st Year Hoodie!

Assalamualaikum :)

I'm merely intending to share my excitement upon getting the 1st year hoodie that we've all been waiting for, and I'll pick one fine day to wear it :D And it has been a while since I used my handphone camera to take pictures :D


The logo of our University on the hoodie ^_____^
And there's actually a tagline behind it saying, "Doctors do it with patience." 
Very cheeky :P


Unboxing the hoodies :D


Our class reps were finding it hard to pronounce our names,
just like how we find it hard to pronounce theirs :P


Had a really quick shot of my name on the hoodie under the sunlight :D

P/s: InsyaAllah, I'll be sitting for a few papers in the weeks to come. Do pray for me! :))) ♥

Monday, January 09, 2012

I Want To Be With You Forever :)

Assalamualaikum :)

This is just a random post dedicated to my mum & my lovely little family :) I miss them so much & I'm truly looking forward to meet all of you this June, InsyaAllah.

A friend of mine recommended me to watch a video on Youtube; regarding a talk by Ustaz Don Daniyal entitled "Anak Aset Ke Syurga atau Neraka"

After watching the video, I couldn't really shed any tears like some other viewers, but I could get the feel from what he tried to say. I told my friend that whenever I think of whether I can or not meet up with my family in the hereafter someday, I'd always feel like crying. I just can't imagine living with my family all throughout my life and all of the sudden, I'm bound to be departed with them forever? I just can't and I'm afraid. I want to be with for the rest of my life, now and after. 

My friend also told me that InsyaAllah, if we're on Allah's path, we will be reunited with our families someday. It's clear that if we truly love our families, there's just no point of wasting the time that we have left in this world. It's our choice, and I choose to do my best to show them how much I love them :)


And just another random photo of mummy & I, 
during my 19th birthday last year :)

Saturday, January 07, 2012

Kentut

Tengah-tengah malam ni, my mind pun dah kurang betul. Tipu tipu. Betul lagi. Cumanya.. I feel that it's been a while since I've been all so serious with what I write. Penat :( Lately, all I wanted was to make sure I could keep a good record of my travels, but it seems more like a routine pulak after several (almost) consecutive posts. Dah macam tulis laporan masa sekolah menengah. Slack takde "dilaporkan oleh" je kat bawah tu.

Anyway, I was going about some blogs after doing some revision just now, when I saw the glorious "kentut" word. *geli hati sekejap* Mat salleh takde yang baca my blog, so I don't think I need to translate it :P

So yea, speaking about my title for today, I actually once manipulated a story about my kentut (Malu mummy baca ni kot). 

I think I was in form 1 or form 2 at that time. I remember sitting at the front most row of the class during prep time together with a few of my friends. (Ainaa, rasanya awak duduk sebelah kita kot time tu :P). It was really in the middle of prep time when I knew that my bowel had to release some air. I thought I should make a sweet escape, but I just couldn't make it. With tender loving care, I released the gas, trying hard to not emit any noise. I succeeded in making a silent kentut. 

However, luck wasn't entirely on my side. The smell, fuhhh! Sebatu boleh bau. Usop Wilcha pun boleh lari. I knew at that very moment, I had to cover it up.

So I turned to the person next to me, and asked her, "Eh, awak bau tak bau busuk tu?" She answered, "Haah! Bau lah. Busuknya!" Then I replied, "Kan? :( Kita rasa tu bau longkang lah kat bawah tu. Busuk gila!" (We actually had a longkang out the window, but it never smelt bad pun). 

Guess what, she believed me. The whole row (who also kinda smelt the fart) agreed as well, with serious faces. Haha. Kesian betul :P

How I miss those times when we were still kids. So naive, so innocent and somehow cheeky as well. Now dah nak turn 20 dah this May. How fast time flies :')

So that's all I got. Memang a little bit pointless pun this post. Saje reminiscing good times :) It would be embarassing if people actually knew I farted instead of thinking it was the longkang at that time, but it's something that makes me smile in times of stress and loneliness :P Tapi kan, sebenarnya, buat apa nak malu pun kalau terkentut depan orang. It shows that your body is doing a good job in excreting unwanted gas AND it's a normal process of life. Baguslah tu kan :P

That's all for now :) I got lots of studying to do tomorrow and the day after tomorrow and the day after blablabla, so I might as well get some quality sleep now. Till then, goodnight :)

Friday, January 06, 2012

Perhimpunan Musim Sejuk [Lancaster, UK]

Assalamualaikum :)

After spending our night in Manchester, we headed off to Lancaster the next day for a programme called Perhimpunan Musim Sejuk (PMS). I know the name sounds a wee bit funny for those who know what PMS also stands for, but it's a good way to keep the name of the programme sealed in our minds :P

Before I proceed further, I might as well introduce PMS, based on my understanding and perspective. This particular PMS that I attended was a 4 day programme, targeting Muslim students across UK & Ireland. The PMS for the boys were held the week after at a different venue. 

InsyaAllah, I will be sharing a little bit about what has been happening all throughout the 4 days in PMS :)

Day 1:

Just like most other programmes, we started off by registering. Personally, I felt like the registration took ages, and it might have seemed that way because I was too worn out by that time. However, the fact that I got to meet back with some of the seniors who I have met in Dublin previously made me feel a little bit better in the meantime. I missed them a lot, though it has just been days. The seniors here are always really nice. As the first child in my family, I have always wished that I have an elder sister. And somehow, Allah gave me dozens. Haha :)

So after the registration, we were allowed to have some time to rest, eat and do whatever we wished to do before the first slot begins. I went into the room that I was assigned to and snuggled in bed. The bit of stress that I was facing since day one of my travels kind of bottled up the moment I started to be alone. I wasn't used to going on long trips like this one. It was also pretty tough finding some time alone throughout the whole trip, so when I did find some, I somehow didn't want to interact with anyone else, at least for that while. So I kept quiet under the duvet covers and tried to gather more strength to face the rest of the days in the trip. I did cry somehow; I just wished that the upcoming days wouldn't be too hard on me and my friends. I actually just confessed the fact that I was a little bit stressed. I bet some people would wonder how could travelling make you feel stressed out. I guess it's just me, I'm much more of a stay home person :) 

So yes, ekhem, after settling down, we attended the first slot for that night. The slot was called "Kompas Hati & Minda". The slot was personally a perfect start for me; firstly cause my favourite speaker was the one appointed to give a speech and secondly, it's a good reminder of the reasons why we're attending PMS in the first place. However, due to my lack of attention span, and the position of where I was sitting at that time, my mind did fly away somewhere else towards the end; but InsyaAllah, I was able to grab what she was trying to deliver :) 

Day 2: 

We began the next day with a slot called "World Around Us". The speaker touched on global issues to give us awareness of what's happening nowadays. I swear I didn't know beforehand more than 50% of what he told us. It was quite an interesting slot and I was looking forward for more. 

That afternoon, we had an ukhuwah game and team building slot. In groups that we were arranged into, we were asked to create a model that portrays our pride (izzah) about Islam. We were given some sheets of newspaper, a few marker pens and a roll of cellophane tape. My group had quite a long brainstorming session but we finally settled down to making a model of a pair of glasses; Islamic glasses to be exact :P To add meaning to our model, we had the word Islam written on the inner part of the glasses. We wanted to show that we would feel proud being Muslim if we begin seeing everything in the Islamic perspective. It's more or less like that.

When it came to the presentation session, K.Lela (my senior) and I went up in front. I am only okay when I talk in a small group of people, but many don't really know that I get super nervous and blank when I have to go in front. However, I just had to see it as a chance for me to learn how to be braver, so I just didn't think much of whether to go or not to. 

As time passed by, I could feel that everything was turning better, for me and my friends. That night, we had a slot called "Youths Before Us" with the cutest speaker ever. She's an Ustazah, way past our age. She was somehow a "bidan terjun" that evening. Though I sat right in front of her, I couldn't really capture everything she said. But I did jot down a few things that she said that night; among them are the story about Zaid bin Thabit who gathered the Quran at a very young age and also the story in Surah Al-Buruj (you can read about the story here: http://fareaster.blogdrive.com/archive/67.html). I'm pretty sure Ustazah mentioned these two stories. I am not really good at recalling what I heared according to a specific timeline, but I hope that this would do InsyaAllah :)

Day 3:

I felt like Day 3 was the best one out of all the four days :) We began our day with an Explorace, which was to me, really fun and beneficial :D There were around 5 checkpoints I think, and there were two checkpoints which I fancied the most. The first one from my favourites was about memorizing a hadeeth along with the people around. Everyone there were so cooperative. They helped me memorize the hadeeth and it was fun. In case you're curious about which hadeeth it was, it's Hadeeth 13 from the famous 40 Hadeeths :) My second favourite was this checkpoint where we were required to lift one of our group members just by using one finger each. We didn't believe we were actually able to do so, but we did! You should give it a try. It's actually possible to lift the heaviest person you might know! ;)

That night, we were all gathered for a performance by our seniors. I wish I could tell u everything about it here, but telling you a story of it won't even be even 0.000001 percent close to how awesome the play was! The play portrayed how our heart "suffers" when we are far away from Allah. That was by far the best live play I have ever seen :D

Day 4:

This day marked the end of the event. It was a completely meaningful stay. Next stop after Lancaster is Birmingham :)

And of course, below I have some photos during our stay there :)



Imagine seeing this crowd, multiplied by 10. That's how many people we got during the programme :P


Everybody's busy with their bags and cameras, and also meeting their friends :)


The cab that we took to go to Lake District.


The scenery at Lake District :) I miss this :)


We were all so mesmerized by how pretty the scenery looked like. It almost looks like a painting!


Just a random photo of the lush greenery (and cars) :P


The place where we stayed in. It's a sort of a hostel for International groups of people.


Another scenery :)


Some of the Corkians :D


Our bags. It was super hard moving around.


PMS ^_____^


Can you see the flags? This place does receive International visitors :D


That night during the "Kompas Hati & Minda" slot :D 

Thursday, January 05, 2012

Rant on Nur Amalina? Please Stop It.

Assalamualaikum,

Lately, we've been hearing a lot about her and personally, I'm deeply upset about it.

Why?

Firstly, the stereotypical thinking people have towards the idea of studying overseas. Studying overseas does not turn you into an overly-socialized person. However, not knowing exactly how to manage yourself (no matter where you are) is the reason to it. How I wish everyone would realise this. I don't know why exactly I'm beginning to rant, but I've had this in my mind for quite some time now.

Based on my experience being here, I have never seen anyone who has turned wilder than before. I don't know if there are, but I know what I'm seeing. My seniors here are super good; most of them have long hijabs, covered clothings, and speak nice words practically all the time. None of them are like what people think of. Just because of a few people, everybody seems to think that studying overseas is a ticket to self-destruction. To me, it will be if we don't take care of ourselves, but it can turn the whole way round if we make good use of the chance (I'm somehow repeating the same point, but nevermind).

Secondly, I don't like seeing people trashing her like crazy; as if she's 100% worthless. Yes, she slipped somehow, but what are we doing about it? Why are we shoving everything in her face? Why are we slamming rude public remarks towards her? Enough with talking behind backs, but public humiliating? That's gone way too far. Just remember that nobody's perfect. Unless we know how to advise people nicely, we might as well just try to stop talking bad and try refraining ourselves from adding to the "heat". We just don't know what that person's status in the eyes of Allah would be in the hereafter someday. Let's just pray and hope that everything will get better for everybody undergoing the same situation (we might be included?).

I hope I don't regret reading back what I just wrote. I'm rather half-asleep now. Till then, goodnight.

Tuesday, January 03, 2012

Glory Glory Man Utd? [Manchester, UK]

Assalamualaikum :D

Haha, I don't know anything much about MU, but I did go to the place where it all started (I think) :P As Manchester was the first place we went to for our Jaulah (jalan-jalan), I'll be uploading some pictures I have when we first touched down at Manchester Airport as well :)

Btw, we didn't get to enter the stadium due to lack of time. To enter the stadium, we had to follow a tour guide, so it clashed with our schedule. We only managed to take photos outside though :)


Our names in the Jaulah Kita booklet :')


Us :)


Tin, me & Nell :)


Striking my best pose :P


Another side of Manchester Airport.


Yana & Isha :)


Me with the freaky things :O


:'D


Trains.


Just see how many bags we got there. 
And just imagine us carrying those bags no matter where we went :P


I love this one :') 


There's also a Piccadilly in London.


I want to be in the picture too :D


Te'en video-camming us :D


I couldn't stop looking at the woman next to the window. 
She had her make up done nicely in the tram :P
Ouh yes, this is not a train, nor an lrt, it's called a tram :D
It's cool cause it has its railways on common roads!


Pretending to sleep :P


I can't remember the name of this place :(((


So nice :)


Mummy! See! It's written Kyoto right there ;D


A bridge we encountered on our way to Old Trafford. Jeng3 :P


And we found this too. What's its significance? :O


Finally! We're there! :D


Yeaaaaaarghhhh!


Bhahaha. I look like a chubby lamp post XD


Who's that guy behind me? Football fans, let me know! :P


Almost the same huh? *eyebrows*


Sir Alex Ferguson's banner.


They were super excited taking pictures :)


Hey! Why you scold scold me wannn :(


Manchester United :)


Where can find a galore of MU merchandises :)


Who is this man, may I ask?


Taking a sneaky photo of the jerseys. Heaven for MU fans? :P


Just got myself a few souvenirs.


A key chain.


I don't remember what this thing is called again :/


For Amanda :)


Being artistic :P


Pak :D


Tin with our bags :P


Same bags! :O


Now the faces are revealed :P


There are hundreds of names engraved on the bricks. Cool!
I was calling my mummy when I noticed this :P


Daughtry? Seriously? :O


Waiting for another tram.


Picture time!


And again, the artistic wave comes :P The plum was so delicious *drools*


Sitting for a while in Manchester Arndale Centre, gaining energy to order food :P


Everybody's happy :D 
Nell and I got a bucket of KFC each (the KFC's halal) cause that seemed like the best buy at that time.
Tin got herself some barbecued chicken wings which tasted awesome :D


I got a bruise on my palms, but you can't see it :(


Manchester Arndale Centre. 
The weird thing about it was the route for us to go in was totally far away from the route for us to go out 
-________-"

That night, we slept at a mosque called Madina Mosque and it was my first time sleeping in a one! What an experience. 

On that very day, I learnt quite a lot. As we travelled in a group of roughly 20 people, things got quite difficult at times. We had to always check if everyone's okay, make headcounts as often as possible and wait for the others. I have never been on a journey like this one, so I actually learnt a lot, even from just that day. 

Our next stop after Manchester was Lancaster, which was where our Perhimpunan Musim Sejuk programme was held. InsyaAllah, I'll be updating on that soon :)