Masjid Al-Alamin, Melaka  

Monday, June 1, 2009

Hari tu aku ke Masjid ni (klu tak silap la namanya coz masjid ni masjid baru) dengan niat nak tunaikan tanggungjawab aku sebagai seorang muslim (nak sembahyang ler, huhu. Anak sedara aku ckp masjid ni lawa la, 2 tingkat la... Waktu tu waktu maghrib, so, aku park la keta aku kat depan masjid tu ha. Waktu tu ada la bas rombongan, keta2 families dan org2 sekitar... Aku g tandas dulu, tapi bila sampai kat tandas tu, kotor gila simen nyer. Selipar mmg la ada disediakan tp nak tau berapa pasang yg ada? 3 jer untuk seramai2 pengunjung masjid nih. Yg tak nak tunggu, terus jer masuk bercampur2. Masuk situ tak pakai kasut sendiri la tp ada selipar. Tapi bygkan masjid kat mitc tu takde selipar yg mencukupi. Situ kan kawasan kunjungan org gak... Lain la masjid kat kg2. Paham ler. Itu satu kes. So, aku pun tunggula giliran untuk selipar. Setelah dkat 10 minit tunggu, akhirnya aku dpt la sarungkan selipar yg amat berharga tu di kaki aku ni ha. So, aku wudu' dan paskan selipar tu kat org lain. Hilang marah aku dgn wudu' tu. Aku pun panjatla tangga naik ke tingkat atas untuk solat sebab tingkat atas untuk muslimah. So, setelah penat aku panjat tangga, aku nampak ada org smbhyang kat tepi2 tgkat atas tu. Aku pelik tp aku biarkan jer. Aku ingatkan dia malas nak masuk dlm masjid tp rupa2nya masjid tu berkunci!!!! So, sape yg bawak telekung boleh la smbhyg kat koridor masjid tu. Kat bahagian atas tu ada lebih kurang 9 pintu. Aku jalan dari hujung ke hujung dgn sungguh2 nyer untuk cari pintu mana yg tak kunci. TAPI SEMUA KUNCI. Aku sakit hati tol. Dari hilang marah, terus naik darah balik. Ni tak kasi sembahyang ke apa ni. Ye la, aku tak bawak telekung, so, aku nak guna la telekung masjid tp kalau masjid DIKUNCI, apa kehal nyer aku nak sembahyang. Aduh... sakit hati dan kepala aku ni ha. Nape wat cam tu padahal waktu tu pukul 7.40 mlm, mmg tgh waktu maghrib pun. Maghrib bukannya lama nak main kunci2 plak. Dgn panasnye, aku tinggalkan masjid tu dgn marah2. Peh, buat dosa jer. Last2 aku g mydin mitc untuk smbhyg...

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Trip to meet Steven Gerrard XD  

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Ok, first of all, it's not a trip to meet Steven Gerrard. It's just a trip to London only. I had a great time there but it's really tiring. My legs hurt cause I need to walk a lots. Haha. Not really used to it.

My flight departed at 1am 12th May 2009 at LCCT. Well, Aida drove me to LCCT. Thanks Aida :D Actually I don't know how to check in at airport, I don't know anything about boarding pass or whatever but I did a lot of homework before departed. And it's worth much more than I expected. After checked in and undergone multilevel passport checking and plain screening at LCCT counter, I waited for about one hour before I went into the plane. Because of I was extremely thirsty while waiting, I bought two bottle of mineral water which cost me RM8. Wow, so expensive huh? But, that's airport... Everybody's knew it. So, after about 13 hours in the plane in which I didn't do anything other than sleeping, I arrived at Stansted Airport. I was so excited, can't wait to greet London. Huhu. I already felt the coldness when I stepped out from the plane. So cold but lucky it's spring... At the Counter to check my passport and so on, the lady ask me a lot. Worried that I'm planning to do harm cause I'm traveling alone? Huhu, but, it's ok though. After a long question answers sessions, I was 'released' to pick up my bag. Lucky me that I have two others Malaysian that travel under the same agency. So, we bought return tickets London-Stansted cost me 17 GBP(Great Britain Pound). That's the first money that I spent in England. Well, after about 1 hour plus in the bus, we stopped at Marble Arch. From there, we bought Tube ticket to Russel Square station which is the nearest station to our Hotel, Royal National Hotel:

At the reception counter, we separated and plan to meet again on our last day to go to Stansted together. So, my journey started. Oh, before that, this is my room:

On the first day, I only bought single ticket at the Tube counter from Marble Arch to Russel Square because I planned to walk around the hotel only. On the next day onward, I bought 1 day travel card everyday which cost me 5.60 GBP. Everyday, before started my journey, I walked to Russel Square Garden which is about 300m from the hotel to turn on my GPS only. Huhu. Funny isn't it. After acquiring the satellite signal, then I started my journey. So, here's the pictures at The British Museum on the first day. I don't like museum much but hey, it's free XD and it's only 600m from my hotel.

Don't ask me what's that. Forgot already. XD

This is Amenhotep... I think. Hmm, again, forgot. XD


This is at Islamic area in British Museum. There are another pictures, but, it's too many to upload plus my internet is slow right now. XD

Ok, after british museum... That's all because it's already 6pm there. I headed back to hotel and rest. I ate maggie which I brought from Malaysia and there is one shop near hotel that sells halal food. Again, lucky me. :D

On my second day in London, I walked to King Cross St Pancras station to look for tickets to Norfolk where my friend stay. But, there are no trains that directly stop at Norfolk, so, I went took tube to Victoria coach station which is near Victoria Underground. Unfortunately, there is no direct coach to Norfolk where my friends stay. I was really dissapointed so, I rest at this garden. XD

After rest for a while, I walked again and guess where my legs brought me?
It's Buckingham Palace!!!


Those memorial is in front the Buckingham Palace.

After taking lots of pictures at the palace, I decided to go back to hotel but on the way back I was attracted to The Royal Mews where the royal collection of historic coaches and carriage were put. So, I paid 7.50GBP and rolled in.



On the 3rd day, the real plan is to visit my friend but unfortunately the plan was canceled so, I visit Arsenal and Chelsea Football Stadium. XD


And I spent the rest of the day by wandering around. No shopping and no visit to other place. Oh, I bought story books there. Each book cost 2BGP. Sounds cheap huh? But, the books in that bookstore is great. :D

On my 4th day, I went Albert Memorial, Royal Albert Hall, Kensington Palace and Pavillion.
Albert Memorial.
In front of Royal Albert Hall which also in front of Albert Memorial...
This is at the Kensington Palace. A nice couple help me took this picture :D
Lastly but not least, Pavillion!!!! Haha

Ok, on my 5th. 5th day is my failing day because I couldn't find the museum that I want to go. I followed my GPS but then I couldn't find the entry to the museum. Plus, London is crying that day, so, it's so cold and I decided to just walk around London and eating at Marble Arch. Oh, did I mention that Marble Arch has a lots of Halal Foods. In fact, I ate at subway for my lunch. XD But, no McD halal there.


And the last day in London, 6th day. I went to St. James Palace, St. James Park, Westminster Abbey, Houses of Parliament, Jewel Tower and Big Ben.
St. James Palace.

St. James Park

Westminster Abbey where the royal families were buried?

Houses of Parliament with the Big Ben

Jewel Tower

And that was the last place I went in London. Oh, from Westminster, there are underground station but it was closed probably because there was a demonstration by the Sri Lankan I think.


That night, I went to Stansted and boarding to go back to Malaysia. :D Oh, I got in trouble at the immigration. My back pack got scanned and there is something wrong so they need to check my back pack but guess what, they didn't find anything that will make them satisfied I think. They took my laptop for a while, took info from me and scan my bags for several times before they let me go. XD I'm a good citizen of Malaysia :D Got nothing to hide, huh...

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Mother's day?  

Sunday, May 10, 2009


Mother' Day... Remind me again why did we celebrate it? I'm not a mother so, maybe I don't see the beauty or the function of mother's day. But, in my deep opinion, today is not a mother's day. Why did we worship our mother for only one day? Why we wish our mother for one day? And why did we bought present for our mother for only this day? Nothing special about the second Sunday of June. I love my mother although she always said I don't love her. With all my heart, even though my heart is just an inch in size or even though there is no heart in my body when I'm dead, I LOVE MY MOTHER VERY MUCH. Nothing can change that. Even though when I have a misunderstanding with my mother, I still love her after both of us cool down which never took more than 30 minutes. It's human nature to hate or to angry but when we cool down and can think again, it's not hate that stay in our heart but love. Hate is easy to nurture and love is hard to fade away. So, again, why did we celebrate our mother for only one day? Why not 7 days, 30 days or 365 days? I hate mother's day because it's only one day but I do love my mom. Mom, even though you won't read this, I just want the world to know that I love you very much. Maybe when I become a mom, I'll start to appreciate mother's day. I said maybe...

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Should I or Shouldn't I donate?  

Thursday, May 7, 2009


Today, May 7th 2009, I went to Mydin MITC. Very big. The biggest Mydin building that I ever been. But, it's not about Mydin that I want to talk now. It's about charity. Yeah, charity. I went to Tesco after Mydin. Actually I was looking for adapter for my gadget. After searching the whole Tesco and got nothing, I decided to stop by at Secret Recipe. I ordered lasagne and iced white caramel mocha. Hmmm...yummy... :D While I was enjoying my lunch plus dinner, a boy age around 10 year old came to me. He was wearing songkok with brown shirt and black bag at his side. At his hand, he was holding a small bottle and receipt book. He talked to me about buying the small bottle which turn out to be a balm and he also said about 'amal'. I asked him a lot about which school, why here, for what etc. Because of I didn't satisfied with the answers, I refused to buy and donate. I was thinking about being cheated or something. But, then the boy said, if don't want to buy, giving him rm1 or rm2 is enough. He said it's for orphanage home. I didn't reply and I sat quietly for a long time but the boy didn't go. Maybe he thinks finally he could get something from me. At last, I opened my wallet and gave him rm1. After giving him, I still thinks about it. Should I or shouldn't I? I pity the boy but I don't know what to do. What if he's telling the truth? But, what if he's lying? I don't know. Interestingly, this is the second time I was approached for donation while I was enjoying my meal at Secret Recipe with the same menu, lasagne and white caramel mocha! The first one was in Jusco Kepong. A young guy who claimed he is deaf and couldn't talk approached me while I was having lasagne and white caramel mocha! I think anybody could guess what was the ending of the story... Huargh!!! Maybe I shouldn't order lasagne and white caramel mocha anymore... Hihihi...

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Bumi Palestin  

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Palestin,
Tubuhmu sering menjadi tumpuan lensa kamera,
Wajahmu sering menjadi rakaman dunia,
Gambarmu dijaja di seluruh semesta,
Ceritamu dibaca segenap lapisan dunia,
Namun, tiada siapa yang tertawa,
Tiada siapa yang bergembira,
tatkala diarimu disebar kemerata,
Cuma, bangsat-bangsat durjana, manusia-manusia hina
sahaja yang kekenyangan gembira,
Suka dengan helaian diarimu yang penuh derita.

Palestin,
Hatiku menangis hiba,
Jiwaku resah sengsara, namun,
Jasadku kaku tanpa jasa,
Mulutku becok memarahi si empunya angkara,
Fikiranku tidak berdelusi memusuhi si durjana,
Namun, tingkahku tidak lebih dari itu,
ku bersahaja meniti hari-hari keamanan dibumiku,
Sedangkan kau, bermandi darah menghitung kubur,
Generasimu tumbang bersungkur-sungkur.

Palestin,
Bilakah deritamu itu akan sampai ke penghujungnya,
Mungkinkah tatkala hari kebangkitan kunjung tiba?
Mungkinkah pabila dajal mula menunjuk muka?
Atau ketika yakjud makjud tertawa suka?
Aku sendiri menunggu jawapannya...

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A big happy family?  

Monday, February 16, 2009



I was born in a large family as the youngest child. Being the youngest is not easy but being the oldest child is not easy either. So, in essence, what ever your birth order is, it's not easy to be somebody especially in a large family. But, for me, I experienced a lot of "you need to listen to me!" events or, may I say episodes. I'm sick of it but never really explode about it. The best thing I can do is burst out my anger which I already master it now. But, resulting from that, I tend to do "you need to listen to me!" to all my nieces and nephews. LOL. Who else I can do that if not to them?

But, when I enter medical school, I learned a lot about child psychiatry and development. I consider myself as the 50-50 product in which I can be save by teaching. My understanding about child had changed since then. I tend to listen to them and I never get angry with them especially the younger ones. But now, I have 8 nieces and 10 nephews. How can I listen to all of them? So, it's not me who need to listen to them. I'm just an adjunct person for them. The main person is the one who are with them almost 24 hours. But, the main point I want to bring up here is there shouldn't be any "you need to listen to me!" events anymore.

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Quotation of people's idea regarding Gaza-Israel  

Saturday, January 17, 2009

1. "I am very happy Israel stood up for their rights, to throw rockets over cities is a big NO NO under any condition, who told you we have to do something for them, are not themselves the ones who choose a party that swore to destroy Israel, is not the people of Palestine who was dancing in the streets and celebrating in september 11, are not the muslims the ones who all the time claim having the power and permission of God of kill whoever you want?, and so where is the surprise now there is a war? what do you want them, to cooperate with Hamas, Hezbolah, Syria and Iran to kill themselves?

You throw rockets you receive missiles, you have soldiers they also have, you wanted war? so go fight and stop moaning like an hypocrite child now.

When Iran in combination with Alquaeda was killing 1 million muslims sunnies you wasn't outrage, wasn't you? did you go to the Iranian embassy to protest then even when the most of the people killed was women and children in supermarkets, even people queuing for going to Mecca... Did you.

When september 11 you went out to protest against Alqaeda?, so what is the matter with you muslims, you have always that very strange selective moral and selective humanity, don't you?

Hypocrite, learn to be a man, bad is bad and good is good,, be consequent with yourself, this is why muslims have no credibility whatsoever,

Have you seen the Palestinian TV? Did you protested about that, where did you think this was going to take?, Hypocrites, one thousand times coward and hypocrites."

2. "How do you get the world to hate Israel?
You have the United Nations set up an agency whose sole function it is to make sure that this one group of refugees in the whole world are coddled, advocated for, and repeat, mantra-like, that a human “right of return” has been sanctified and assured by international law for the Palestinians, giving only this group of refugees a collective, as opposed to individual, right of return—and not only to those refugees who supposedly lived in and left what is now Israel, but all of their descendents, as well.

You use the General Assembly and the Human Rights Council of the United Nations to further demonize and delegitimate Israel, making it a pariah in the world community and issuing an edict that equates Zionism with racism. In 2006-07, if you are the Human Rights Council, you pass one hundred percent of your condemnatory resolutions against Israel.

If you are the autocratic, despotic states of the Arab world, you initiate a prolonged, unceasing propaganda war against Israel and Zionism, in which it is your intention to encourage your citizens, not to question why they live under tyranny and despair under their own corrupt, defective governments, but that their circumstances are bleak because of the success and very existence of Israel. You depict Jews as apes, pigs, and subhuman monsters, and regularly produce Nazi-like propaganda and cartoons in your state-owned media that accuses Jews and Israelis of blood libels, bloodthirstiness, militarism, a desire for world domination, imperialism, and complicity with the U.S."

3. "how did muslim armoes won so much territory in the 30 years after the death of Mohammed? What were the two empires Muslim armoes fought and why did they easily defeat these forces?

A: Faith and determination... They fought and defeated the crusaders for the battle of Jerusalem in the 1200's and they conquered Spain for 500 years... And they treated Christians, Jews and non-believers with respect and dignity."

RESPECT abd DIGNITY. DO Muslims now have that?

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Guy Who Loves U  

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

20 Things About The guy Who Actually Loves You

1. The guy who love you, can’t tell you the reason why he love you. he only knew that, in his eyes, you are the only one
2. The guy who love you, actually always make you mad, but he do never know what stupid thing did he done, as everything he done, is for your own good.
3. The guy who love you, seldom praise you , but in his heart, you are the best, only he know it,
4. The guy who love you, will scold or complaint if you din’t reply his message but others, because he cares.
5. The guy who love you , Only drop his tears in front of you, when you try to wipe his tears, you are touching his heart , the heart which beat for you.
6. The guy who love you , will remember every word u said , even its accidentally. and he will use the word always at the nick of time.
7. The guy who love you, will not give any promise that easily, because they don’t want to break the promise, they want you to believe him and they want to give you the happiest and safest life ever after.
8. The guy who love you, always tell you not to think too much, because they already plan it for you, he want to give u the best life in the future, he want to give you a suprise, belive him that he can
do it.
9. The guy who love you, maybe can’t remember special occasion like somekind of anniversary, but , he do know that, every second he live, he’s loving you, no matter what day is today
10. The guy who love you, won’t said " i love you" that easily, because everything he done for you is showing that he love you already, but only he will tell the word at the special situation, because he dun wan u to misunderstand, he want u to know that he love you.
11. The guy who really love you, will feel that, sometimes, something hav to tell for only once, because he thought that u might already understand him, if talk so much, he will feel that theres nothing you will cherish.
12. The guy who love you, will go to airport to fetch you, he won’t carry a bunch a rose and call you darling like what you expect. but he will carry your ludgage and ask you " why are you becoming that thin within two days?" with his sincere heart.
13. The boy who love you, will listen quietly to you, when you are mad, and when you finished, he will said, you still got class tomorrow, sleep earlier with smile.
14. The guy who love you, don’t know that whether he should call you when you are angry, but he will sent a message to you after few hours, if you ask him why he call that late, he will said, when you are angry, my explanation are all rubbish. But when you calm down, my explanation will only really works.
15. The guy who love you, always call you little girl, but everytime he want to make a big decision, he will first want to hear your advice.
16. The guy who love you, don’t like little toy like teddy bear, but he will always put the bear you gift him at his bed.
17. The guy who love you, while quarelling, he will apologize uncontrollably, althought you are the one who’s wrong, and later, he will sent a message to you with " baby, actually you know its your fault, you know it urself "
18. The guy who love you, while really miss you, he will want to buy a bunch of rose and wait you stupidly under your apartment.but he never knows , what he bought is daisy, but doesn’t matter, because in his heart, that’s roses.
19. The guy who love you, seldom said sweet words, but you know, his kisses already transfer his all passion to you.
20. The guy who love you , if he can’t always see you, he will try to make himself busy, for not to have any time to remember you, because he knew, if he did, he will keep on missing you until he could do nothing.
GALs in crush, love, do you think the guy who’s beside you do really love you? if yes, wish you have the happiest day ever after.

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Does your birth order has anything to do with your personality?  

Saturday, November 15, 2008

I remembered Prof Ainsah told the current psychiatric posting's students about how to take history in psychiatry version. And yes, I clearly remember that she told us to ask about the birth order and she said the youngest always get all the attentions, pampered and the spoiled one. Well, I didn't deny it but it make me angry or sort of disagree. It didn't bother me much, really... because I just knew it's not entirely true. And today, while I was browsing the internet, I stumbled across one website about birth order. So, does the theory of Alfred Adler regarding birth order true?

Birth Order

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I was reading about asthma...  

Wednesday, November 5, 2008


Well, tomorrow is my exam day. Primary Care Medicine exam. I was preparing for it topic by topic. Hoping that I won't stuck tomorrow. When I reached my next topic : asthma, I grinned. Not because it's totally easy or because I know I won't get it as a case tomorrow, but because I remember me being an asthmatic patient. I was asthmatic! I repeat again, was... Actually I thought I was but now, I'm not sure. Oh, I want to tell the experience of being asthmatic.

I didn't know about my conditions until I was 12. At that time, I was walking to the school in the morning. The distance was about 50 meters. After about 5-10 meters of walking, I felt difficulty of breathing. I stopped and a minute or two, I felt fine. I continued walking. I think I stop for 3-4 times for that distance. Unfortunately, that day, we have physical lessons. So, we need to run for a round or two. I started to run and few seconds after that, I felt the tightness on my chest and soon after, I started coughing uncontrollably. My friends started to get around me when my cough didn't stop. They tried to call for my physical's teacher, but before he came to me, I started to stop coughing. That's my first experience of shortness of breath. I was thinking I would died at that time because I can't breath... I was told to have asthma after that by a doctor. Wth, I don't even know what's that. So, let it go...

About every year after that, I had mild exacerbation. I felt the chest tightness but I couldn't remember whether I got treatment or not. But, when I was 17, I got another exacerbation that I have difficulty to forget it. I had sore throat that morning in school. Really itchy with mild fever. But, nothing serious happened at school that morning. But, around 4-5 pm that evening, I started to develop serious shortness of breath. Even when I was sitting on the couch, I had difficulty of breathing. My chest felt tight. My mother was not around and my father was doing his garden work. I don't know what to do. I felt the difficulties and yet I can't do anything. I want to cry but I can't because if I cried, that will cause further difficulty of breathing. I can't even talk in full sentences. My mother came home around 6 pm. She just did the tepid sponging because I have fever at that time and then, she left me resting on the couch. I was complaining that I can't really breath to her few times. For the first and second times of complaining, I got her sympathy but when I continued complaining, my mother started to scold me. She said she can't do anything to help. She left me and continued doing her housework. But, she did come back for tepid sponging. After Maghrib, I can't stand anymore, I begged my parents to bring me to the clinic and finally my father brought me to one. There, I was given nebuliser and tablet medications. I also got an MC. After taking that tablets for few times, I felt fine the next two morning. Not the next morning, but the next morning after having MC for a day. I went to school that day. Actually starting the MC day, I already felt mild tremor and palpitations but when I went to school that day, it becoming more serious. I didn't say severe, I just said serious until it disturb my writing and also my classes. I can't concentrate in the class because of that. The worse thing was I don't know why it's happened. I'm afraid. But, that's was the last time in which I need many tablets of salbutamol. After that 17 year old incident, I only need sometime 1-2 tablets for the exacerbations and sometimes I didn't even care to take the medications because it was so mild and I know it will resolved by itself.

That's my experience. I was scared. My parents and me were not educated about my asthma and I was not told about the side effects of the drugs. And I was given tablets! High dose. Hmm, but, maybe at that time, inhaler use was not very popular. I didn't blame that but I was angry enough about the educations that we didn't get. I didn't blame my mother for scolding me when I complained I can't breath because she didn't even know what asthma can do to me.

Until now, I still will get the very mild exacerbation when I was exposed to dust. I got chest tightness and the feeling of uncomfortable breathing. But, not shortness of breathing. That's good enough for me. At least I don't have to take medications. XD

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Journey to the... World of Nature  

Sunday, October 26, 2008

My body is still aching from yesterday's journey. We had great time together as a group. Well, even though it felt awkward, it was great actually. I felt awkward because I'm not very very very good with socializing. Why is it socializing is so difficult? I'm not a social girl. When I refer to socializing, it's not like very social, it's like cheerful enough to start the conversation, well, sort of. If I have a choice; for example in a situation where there were a lot of people in a party or ceremony, whether to just silent or to talk with other guests, I definitely will sat at one corner with my drink and will just watching people. Seriously. Except, I'm on influenced by somebody or something, maybe I won't be so silent... I said maybe... :p

Oh, btw, this is our journey there... We went there just to have fun and spent time together as a group... I guess. Well, not entirely sure. But, what I'm sure of, it's not my money. We used the sponsored money... lol. I'm just fitting my butt in. Hihi.


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Men and Women  

Monday, October 20, 2008

Which one is more difficult? To be a man or a woman in this globalized world. I once ask myself, why it's so hard to be a woman? Why? Well, somebody told me that, I said like that because I'm a woman. Men also will ask that question to themselves except it's just we don't know it. So, is it hard to be a man? To me it is hard to be a woman. Why? Bunch of ridiculous things that man usually won't care about it but we, women always care about it. Especially emotional part. How sensitive a man is, he won't be as sensitive as woman especially during PMS or pregnancy. PMS? For those who can control it, well, they may say it's an easy task. But, for those who experienced to much hormonal imbalances will nod their head as they read this. Are you?

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It's hurting so much!  

Sunday, October 19, 2008

I don't know where to begin or what to begin with or who to begin with. The main point is it's hurt so much. I feel like rubbish when compare to other people. Why I have to face in this sucks life. People hate me? Why? I want to know why!!! They cover themselves with masks and be nice to me but 'kill' me from back? What kind of person is that. Why did everybody need to be hypocrite. Is it some kind of culture, religion or inhereditary disease? Such a lame thing to be practice. I'm totally in pain, pain that I've been collect for all these years. Where do I have to throw all this pain? Do I have to sunk it in the sea or buried it on top of the hill or burn it into ashes and dust? I don't know the answer. If I know I wouldn't be in this kind of pain. It's totally excruciating!!!

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Another Cinderella Story  

Sunday, October 12, 2008

Lama rasanya tak post kat sini. Malas dan busy. Alasan lapuk yek. :p Anyway Nadiah baru download citer Another Cinderella Story. It's totally cool. Well, from my point of view la. Menarik and relaxing. OST nyer pun best. Nadiah ske lagu Just That Girl by Drew Seeley, Tell Me Something I don't Know by Selena Gomez and duet by Selena Gomez and Drew Seeley, New Classic. Nadiah syorkan supaya tgkla movie ni. The main point sebab it's totally relaxing. Tak la pnat brain tu nak pk. Macam citer thriller and horror, dah la memenatkan brain nak pk lpas ni apa yg terjadi, malah memenatkan jantung dgn mengepam dgn lebih laju tatkala kite terkejut. So, selamat menonton.


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Satu tahun - - - lagi???!!!  

Thursday, July 17, 2008


Nadiah dah berada di tahun kelima... Tidakkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.... Menakutkan. Bukannya tahun lima tu yang menakutkan tapi situasi selepas tahun lima tu. Eerie giler. Lepas tahun lima ni, Nadiah bukan lagi bergantung pada case notes yang ada kat hospital tu tapi case notes tu bergantung pada Nadiah, sebab Nadiah yang akan tulis semua tu. Semua yang Nadiah tulis, bermakna pada nurses, patients and specialist tu sendiri, bukan macam case notes sekarang, habis posting, tong sampah la tempatnya. Kalau sebagai student, tak ikut progress patient tu takde lah sampai kena marah ke, disalahkan kalau patient meninggal ke... tapi kalau dah kejer esok, naya la kalau clerk lepas tu tinggal jer. Dan yang paling Nadiah takutkan adalah... buat keputusan. People's life in my hand, bro. Yelah, Allah s.w.t yang tentukan segalanya tapi... entahlah.

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Harga Petrol  

Thursday, June 5, 2008


Nadiah jumpa gambar ni di suatu laman web. Tak ingat kat mana. Tapi gambar ni mmg sesuai. Kredit untuk orang yg membuatnya. Nadiah tak pasti adakah kenaikan harga minyak lambang negara kita membangun atau merundum. Tapi kesan drpd kenaikan harga minyak, Nadiah dapati rakyat lebih marah dan benci pada kerajaan. Dari segi politik, ini langkah yang kurang bijak. Tapi, yelah... Nadiah bukan penganalisis politik. Maybe, penganalisis politik fikir yg within 5 years, rakyat akan adapt dan lupa pasal kenaikan harga minyak yg dasyat nih. Yelah, pilihin raya 5 tahun lagi kan. Nadiah tak memihak sape2, neutral always. Tapi, kadang2 Nadiah setuju tapi kadang2 tak setuju pasal kenaikan harga minyak ni. Tapi, setuju tak setuju, Nadiah takleh wat apa.


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Group 6 in memory  

Tuesday, June 3, 2008


Nadiah ibaratkan sesuatu group tu sebagai rumah tanpa tangga kerana wujudnya muafakat antara ahli yang tiada kaitan persaudaraan (selain sesama Islam). Tapi sayangnya rumah tanpa tangga Nadiah dah pecah. Dipecahkan oleh jerung dan paus dan tidak diketahui objecktifnya. Adakah saja2 atau mempunyai makna tersendiri. Tiada siapa boleh menjawabnya selain yang berkenaan. Tetapi patah tumbuh hilang berganti. Nadiah dah ada group baru. Taklah baru apa pun, dah kenal sejak year one. Wakaka. Dan setiap group itu ada pengalaman pahit, masin, masam dan manisnya. Yang berbeza antara group cuma kuantiti perasa itu. Mungkin sesebuah group itu lebih pahit drpd manisnya, manakala yang lain pula, lebih masam drpd masinnya. Semuanya bergantung kepada kualiti serta sifat-sifat 'pengisinya'.

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Pemergian tanpa diduga  

Saturday, May 31, 2008


Orang kata, bila seseorang tu dah takde depan mata kita barula kita terasa dan teringat2kan dia. Memang betul. Nadiah sampai sekarang sentiasa teringatkan arwah kakak Nadiah. Nadiah kehilangannya semasa Nadiah masih berada di matriks, kira-kira 4 tahun lepas. Nadiah ingat lagi, masa tu sehari sebelum peperiksaan akhir semester 2, Nadiah dapat panggilan drpd abang sulung ttg kakak Nadiah ni. Masa tu, Nadiah buntu, blank and tak tahu nak wat apa. Terketar2 Nadiah masa tu. Tak dapat nak bayangkan macam mana perasaan Nadiah masa tu. Sepanjang perjalanan dari matriks ke rumah, Nadiah menangis semahu-mahunya. Nadiah seolah-olah tak percaya yang kejap lagi Nadiah akan sampai rumah dan Nadiah akan jumpa kakak Nadiah yang dah terbaring kaku. Itulah yang terjadi. Sampai sekarang, kalau Nadiah teringatkan dia, Nadiah akan menangis. Kesal sebab tak mengenali dia dgn lebih dalam. Yalah, jarak umur kami jauh. Tapi dia baik hati. Selalu fikirkan untuk adik dia. Nadiah ingat lagi, walaupun bekerja sebagai guru dgn gaji yang kecil, dia tetap hulur rm10-20 untuk Nadiah masa Nadiah sekolah dulu. Beza dgn adik beradik yg lain. Antara kami adik beradik perempuan, dia yang paling cantik dan rajin. Dulu, masa mula2 kehilangan dia, bila Nadiah balik cuti dari universiti, mesti rasa janggal sebab tak nampak dia. Lama2 Nadiah terpaksa terima hakikat yang dia dah tak de. Allah s.w.t lebih sayangkan dia. Semoga Allah s.w.t menempatkannya di tempat orang2 yang beriman.

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Bowling time!!!  

Thursday, May 29, 2008


Pada hari Khamis, 29 May 2008, Nadiah luangkan masa Nadiah untuk mengeratkan silaturrahim dengan anak2 sedara Nadiah. Gambar diatas itu adalah 3 daripada 17 anak sedara Nadiah. Diorang di sekolah menengah, so Nadiah ajak mereka ke Mahkota Parade utk bermain bowling. Kitorang main secara team. Nadiah team dengan Ke-mall. Masa nak isi nama tu, keluar la nama pelik2 yang diorang guna. Nadiah terkedu. Lupa yang diorang semua ni teenagers. Me-rulez sebenarnya Amirul. Ke-mall sebenarnya Akmal. Are-neez sebenarnya Anis. Sebenarnya Are-neez guna nama Khai yang membuatkan Nadiah lagi pelik. Ni mesti kes peminat Khai ni. So, bermulala permainan bowling kitorang. Kitorang main 2 game. Diorang semua tak pernah main bowling kecuali Are-neez. Nadiah pernah la sekali main. Tapi, bila diorang main... Nadiah tgk macam bukan orang first time main! Ke-mall dapat strike masa mula2. Tak lama lepas tu, Me-rulez pulak dapat strike. Ish... biar betul ni. Tapi itulah yang berlaku. Team Nadiah kalah masa game pertama tapi game kedua kitorang menang. Masa main tu, macam2 gaya ada. Bunyi berdentum bola tu pun ada. :p Tapi apa2 pun, Nadiah puas hati dapat luangkan masa dengan diorang. Dulu, Nadiah rapat dgn diorang tp sejak masuk matrix, makin lama, makin jauh. Sedih jugak.

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Tertekan? Kesiannye...  

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Nadiah nak citer apa yg jadi kat umah tok bomoh tu pada pagi semalam yg tak sempat Nadiah nak citer. Hari tu, masa Nadiah sampai ke perkarangan umah tok bomoh ni, dah ada 2 buah kereta(kenari dgn kancil) and then Nadiah nampak, 4 orang, 2 lelaki and 2 perempuan. Masa Nadiah ternampak 2 orang perempuan ni, Nadiah dah pelik dah. Nadiah pk gak, naper bini tok urut ni tak bising2 halau salah seorang perempuan ni, sebab salah seorang perempuan ni, muda gak la, pakai seluar jean. Dia tak tahu tu, kalau tak, takkan la dia nak pakai seluar jean plak. Cari nahas jer. Nadiah turun jer kereta, terus Nadiah dengar bini tok bomoh ni bising2. Start dah... Apa lagi kelam kabut perempuan ni naik kereta kenari dia and blah. Sempat dia pesan dgn ayah dia, nnti dia datang balik. Nadiah ingatkan cerita tu abis kat situ jer, rupa2nye, ada lagi. Bini tok bomoh ni tetap tak puas ati. Dia nak halau jugak bapak budak perempuan ni. Keluarla perkataan tak enaknya itu. Dia tak bagi bapak budak perempuan ni masuk umah dia. So, balikla bapak budak perempuan ni dgn rasa kecewa. Yelah, orang nak berubat tapi dihalau. Dan dia pulak ingatkan yg 2 orang lelaki and 2 orang perempuan ni satu family. So, dia nak halau la lagi 1 lelaki and 1 perempuan ni. Tapi, berkali-kali diorang cakap diorang tak datang sama. Kereta pun lain2(memang ketara kereta lain2). Sebenarnya, perempuan yg kereta kenari tu bawak bapaknya, dan perempuan kereta kancil tu pun bawak bapaknya. Dan disebabkan bini tok bomoh ni tak percaya, dia mengamuk-amuk. Bising giler. Nadiah bawak buku cerita masa tu. Nadiah takleh concentrate langsung sebab memekak tak sudah2. Tok bomoh ni diam ajer, biasa la lelaki. Last2 tau bini ni wat apa? Dia amik tukul, dia pergi robohkan papan tanda yg tertulis perempuan dilarang pakai seluar, takleh buang sampah rata2 dan mcm2 lagi pantang larang. Masalahnya papan tanda tu diletak betul2 tepi rumah dia, orang nak baca kena dtg dkat2 baru leh baca. Kalau tak, tak nampak apa. Masa tu memang kecoh la. Orang yg berubat pun makin ramai. Bila dah sampai nak robohkan papan tanda, barulah tok bomoh ni bertindak dgn pembantu dia. Tapi, ada ke, bini tok bomoh ni nak tukul pembantu tok bomoh ni. Hish, mengarut betul. Nampak sangat akalnya kurang waras. Nadiah rasa dia ada masalah depression kot. Yg pasti psychiatric problem la. Rosak sikit la papan tanda tu, tapi tak roboh. Nadiah rasa hari itu adalah hari yg paling menarik kat situ. Nadiah dapat tgk drama free. Tak payah guna elektrik atau duit. lol. Tapi yg peliknya, bini tok bomoh ni selalu cakap orang buang anak la, orang ni kurang ajar la, orang ni itula, inila, tapi dia pernah ker tengok diri dia mcm mana??? Nadiah bukan nak memandai, tapi tgk cara dia, Nadiah dah tak berkenan.

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