asalku hanya di Terengganu

Confused between the ‘two’…

end of TOT programme

TOT programme had just reached the end…
I liked the programme!!!!… totally happy with the ways it flowed…
With the presence of Bro Nico… we were very teased with a lot of jokes he posed…
Just looking at his face, someone would be laughing and laughing then…
And laughing some more… haha

I felt hot today… the whole body… maybe because of the ‘kerang’ I put into my mouth last night… may be…
I had psychology class today with Dr. Nash… the best motivator ever…
But one thing disappointed me… I felt I was getting irritated as I could not grab any meanings of each sentence in today’s lecture…
Feeling very embarrassed since I could not understand and come out with ideas, I kept myself silence the whole lecture…
Feeling very depressed since everyone came out with a lot of beautiful thoughts… not like me… I felt I was in the old cave very lonely… the darkness celebrated its success, overtaking the brightness of all…

feeling poor about myself

speechless.

it seemed that you has all been lying to me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

one mistake.......it was very big one the history ever had!!!...

I know someone would read this post this night… very very sure of that…
You all saw how Sahrul led our visit to one of the orphanages in Terengganu last time?
How he managed the project???
You all know that…
Me as a “pengarah”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
What a ridiculous thing I heard from history…
A person who did not know anything you all appointed him as a “pengarah”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The problem is that…not because I cannot do the work…
I like doing such work very very much…
But compared with Sahrul… he is more more suitable to fix the post…
What had I done last time??? Nothing I did in the last project… while him… a lot of things he did…
He did ‘budi bicara’ with pak ariff perfectly…
He did manage all boys and girls…
He acts as a ‘real manager’ the history ever had…
He did very very well as a ‘pengarah’…
You all girls might not know how he had been in Amanah last time…
He worked tooooo hard for just a project…calling and meeting here and there…

I knew… every time I watched him… asking friends to know where he had been when he won’t be around… I knew!!!!!!!!!!!
A lot of ideas he contributed… while me… nothing!!!! Nothing at all…
It was just ‘me’!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!… “tu ker name ketua???” somebody will come out with that some day…absolutely beyond doubt true…
You all know that… so why chose me???
I don’t mind if I get a lot of work to be settled up although they are the ‘pengarah’’s work… but to be appointed as a ‘ketua’!!!!!!!!… it is not my nature at all…
I hate to be ‘named’ as ‘pengarah’...
I was just a member of the House…
It was just me!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I beg how ………….. i am not him!!!

Just arrived here(UNITEN) from the Heritage Waterfront City… Kuala Terengganu… after two-week break. Mom and Dad, Muhammad Hilmi, Nur Hidayah, Ahmad Fathi, Nor Aini…

I will miss you all in this period of time…
May Allah bless you all…

She looks very happy the time I come home… but turns sad when I leave home…
Sorry Mom… I have to go…

July 6, 2008
9.30 am
Mutiara Bus
Majlis Bandaraya Kuala Terengganu Bus Station

Ya Allah… give her and me strength to face that…

oNe SuDDeNNeSs

Last two days, my father fetched me and we headed to a bank. It was Bank Islam that we were concerned on…
It was already 10 o’clock in the very pleasant morning. It seemed to be extremely hard just to find a single area of 40 ft cubic of parking space around the building for a 5-year-olds Waja.
Taking approximately couple of minutes to meet with luck, eventually we got one, heaving a great sigh of relief somehow.

We rushed to the bank immediately to settle up what we needed to settle (hard to explain).
But in that particular moment when I reached the entrance, the bank was no longer to be my single focus…
But one ‘Miss’… “no!!! she should be ‘Mrs’”… “NO!!!!... calling her ‘miss’ should be better as there were many customers did call her ‘miss’… and I did so…following the others… hehe

With magnificent honour she greeted us to the bank…
I remembered the first question she asked us… ‘how can I help you?’… her voice was awfully soft and very pleasant to my two ears…
With her good-looking face and pretty ‘miss’, it was no doubt that all the customers of the day were very pleased… I’m very very sure of that… like my friend, Hafiz’ saying “absolutely beyond doubt true”… absolutely!!...haha

She was there as one of the bank assistances to give hand for those who were in trouble handling the ATM machine… and as a source for the visitors to ask anything…any questions with regard on depositing or withdrawing money, facing the bankers manning the counters in front…( her job would be more than that) I guessed…

Something overwhelmed me…
Her spirit…with boundless energy that she just stood next to the entrance for the whole day facing all kind of numerous face expressions of the day…
No one could irritate her even a guy with plenty of predicament showing thousand lines of frown on his forehead…
That was what I guessed somehow…

But… she was very very nice… her smile was cool enough to bring the ‘warm’ of the day into as cool as it could be as she gave a friendly grin…just a grin!!!!!…
Once she had a chance to talk to me. She started with “adik nombor brape?lame doh tunggu?(Terengganu slang)”… “duduk r lu”… and then she began to come out with five “WH” questions about my studies( past, future and to-be studies)…
But it did not take so long as more and more customers seemed to drag themselves into the bank, cutting our conversation off immediately somehow…

I understood that… a worker must react as a real worker. No matter what professions he or she is going to get involved with.
But the lady…I meant the ‘miss’ had properly worked hard…
A ‘miss’ with boundless energy…
My great respect and honour for her…