LSPM : Rant on Tipikal Cerita Melayu

Assalamualaikum.
I'm lacking a good, restful sleep. There are so many things happened this days and most of them are about planning things that going to be done this Mac. And due to SPM results will be announced this Tuesday(3 days-to-go), i'm having palpitation whenever I think about. The thoughts that came were just so scary. "What if.. What if.." Aishah, you know that "what if" is Saytans great problem. But after I read Aiman Azlan's rant about SPM, the feeling was just like... Slowly becoming calm... He said that maybe SPM leavers are too worried as it is not about death, though. But I think... SPM is the things that... worth to worry about... And the consequuences that happens after received SPM results are just quite big. But hey. Not SPM results made you to become a doctor, engineer, scientist, or whatever career in this world. But Allah SWT. Trust Him, Sha. The Mighty One. You did all you can do, you tried your best, you struggle with all your heart. Just Du'a, and Tawakkal. Have faith on Him. The Great One.

To be continue

LSPM : Yee Sang dan Pusat Jagaan Kanak-kanak Rapha

Assalamualaikum.
Due to seek for some adventures, knowing more people, I signed up as volunteer for iM4U program that was held at Pusat Jagaan Kanan-Kanak Rapha to celebrate Chinese New Year with them. It was good to know some people, made the kids there happy and realized that I have to be more and more grateful to be able having my parents by my side. I just couldn't imagine how my life would be if they are gone. My life would miserable, for sure. Oh Mum and Dad. I love you guys so much.

So, as arranged, on 15 Feb, I went to the address that was told by an operator. Arrived there, all I can see are male, male and male. about ten guys and one girl. All that I know is all of them were from Politeknik while the one whose had a small chat with me was from UIA Gambang. Pharmacist-to-be. 

After the girls including me were done with cooking dishes(actually we just pre-heat them, cooked some simple vegetables dishes and slices chicken meat and cooked rice), and the lion dancers done with ktung-ktang,ktung,ktang, the children whose were just got back from The Church were allowed to enter the 'food court'(Dewan Makan). So, I helped with the kids to get their seats, and gave them chopsticks for a ceremony that is related with a type of dishes called, Yee Sang.

First of all, the person who was in charged with iM4U from KL were Malays. 3 of them are female, two of the 3 boys I'm sure there are Malays, Islam but the other one I'm not sure. They bought food from restaurant that I don't know the source; whether Haram or Halal. Because it was totally like, Chinese food. Just imagine, daun salad dicelur dan dihidangkan dengan Oyster sauce. The sauce, I was totally not sure what was the ingredients to make the sauce. And hey, hey! Not only the sauce but also other 3 more dishes. I wanted to ask them but, it would be probably end up like, "Hey, I'm Islam too!" So Sis Ilham and I were decided to never touch Yee Sang and other dishes. We would just have KFC fried chicken that sponsored by sponsors, and  rice only. Well, the rice for about 70 people were cooked by me, so I guaranteed that it is Halal. Well, what can you pun in rice cooker? Pork? Haha.

And, about the Yee Sang. It was prepared by Sis Ilham, the other two Malay sis from UIA that I couldn't remember their names and me. Four of us. The ingredients of Yee Sang was just like pickled vegetables, fried chruncy stuffs, few packets of hell I don't know what it is, two apples, a pear, oil and souce. The sauce and oil was packed in a typical plastic that are transparent. Besides, all those ingredients to make the Yee Sang was in a boxes(there are two boxes of Yee Sang for two large plate of Yee Sang) the boxes was like... No halal trademark, nothing written in English or Malay but only some Chinese word that is traditional Chinese. I can only read simple Chinese words!

So, during the ceremony of 'angkat Yee Sang tinggi-tinggi yang macam dalam TV tu' the kids took the plates and put Yee Sang on their plates, add rice and some other side dishes. Meanwhile, I went to busy myself by distributing plates and, I don't really remember what I did at the moment. Suddenly, the iM4U from KL staff called me. I think he's Malay by the way he called me and he speaks Bahasa Melayu fluently with me. He's about in twenties.

Awak, awak, mari sini.

 I turned around just in case that I would not make myself ashamed if he was intend to call other people, not me.

Saya?

Ya,ya, awaklah.

I walked to him. I saw Sis Ilham was sitting behind him with....her hand that was holding chopsticks. And the chopsticks was like...

Awak dah rasa ke belum ni?

He gave me a pair of chopsticks. I was totally flabbergasted at the moment!

Belum, takpa, nanti saya rasa.

I was hoping he will say "Ok". And we know that it did not happened.

Tengok ni, Yee Sang ni ada, err.. sayur... ada carrot... anda buah... boleh makan.

I know what was in the Yee Sang because I prepared them!(note: different type of Yee Sang have different ingredients such as salmon fish) He tried to convince me but it wasn't convincing at all. All I want was to reject him. And again, we know that it did not happened.
We was surrounding by the kids and about 20 of adult that sponsored the kids' living expenses there and they were all chinese. There were some Malays but Malays doesn't matter. I dig my brain to find excuses so that I don't have to eat in front of him right away. But nothing crossed my mind! I know that I have to read the du'a of Nabi Sulaiman more often than I used to pray.
I took the chopsticks  and took the pear. The pear was cut by me so, I have all the confident to eat the sliced pear.

Lah,, sikitnya makan? Ambillah banyak sikit. Reti guna chopstick tak?

I looked at him in disbelieving... I was from Chinese school, remember? Of course I used to use chopsticks.  So I closed my eyes and grab quite lot of stuffs in my chopsticks including pickled carrots. I looked at the carrots and some other pickled vegetables that was stains with unknown sauce. Then, sense got into myself. I took quite many. So I put it back, let it fall and grabbed some with small quantity and it just like... suddenly it was in my mouth. I smiled at him and walked away from him. The taste of sauce got into my taste bud. I walked faster to a roll of tissues and sat down beside Sis Ilham. I turned around where no one behind me and everything in my mouth was already in the tissue. Few seconds later I was  in front of the sink. Spitted out everything out of my mouth. I couldn't believe myself that I didn't telan air liur for about 2 minutes. It tasted totally disgusting. I did not used with the taste. the taste was like... Oh my. Oh Chinese who is reading this, no offense, please. it just same as the way when you said you hate tart nenas. A chinese girl said it taste like poo.

Moral of the story... In a Chinese community places and surrounding with syubhah food, a Muslim should just say, "I'm fasting".
#I really hope that the iM4U staff really bought Yee Sang sauce that are from Halal restaurant or Chinese-Muslims restaurant... I really hope so.

LSPM: Rant on Kellie's Castle, Batu Gajah, Perak

Assalamualaikum.

p/s: My older Sister, Farah laughed when I said Batu Gajah. She thought I was mencarut as she never heard and never know that there's place in the Earth called Batu Gajah.

On 7th February which is a week ago, my family consist of my parents, little sister, Granny and I went to Ipoh Perak for my EduCamp at UTP and we paid a visit to my Mum's eldest Sister who is currently living in Ipoh Perak. It was a short trip where we only spent two days there including traveling hours. Can you believe how short the trip was as traveling from Kuantan to Tronoh is about 7 hours?

Well, as the trip is not for holiday, suddenly my sister kept talking about Kelly Kelly and I wasn't heard before - what the hell is that?
And again, suddenly when my parents done fetching me at UTP after the educamp was done, she started her stomachache. I wasn't wether it was seriously period pain or "something". And when we arrived at Mak Long's house for lunch, she still, with her stomachache. But then, she can still eat couple number of fried chicken. Haha. So, seeing that my sister was ill, Dad decided to go to Kellie's Castle that is located in Batu Gajah; where we took an exit from Taman Sri Desa to the Highway, and further driving until we reached Batu Gajah.

When we was there, it was about 3 o'clock. Can you imagine how hot was that moment? Well, Batu Gajah is Perak, further far away from East Penisular (Pahang and Terengganu is having a cold temperature and currently windy )

We went there and go to the ticket counter.
RM4 untuk warga emas
RM5 untuk orand dewasa 12>

We started to walk around the castle, it is huge and, well, fantastic. My enthusiasm to explore the castle increased 85% from 60%(because of the weather and tiredness after the educamp. Testing your brain is seem to make you tired morecompare to physically tested. Trust me. I'm an engineer).
 And of course, we were free to take pictures. So we took atleast thousands of pictures to be saved as memories. Momentos.

The castle is know as hunted Castle and 'hunted' made this castle to be more popular. And there is load and lots of sort of information that are informative about Kellie's family, assets, his remaining in London, his wealthiness, what happened when he died, about Buddhist, his religion, Catholic, wife, rooms and etc.You will find out that this 3-4 floor castle is spectacular, especially regarding it' rooms, and some sort of hidden rooms for his children and etc. And of course, about the history in Tanah Melayu. They owned about THREE THOUSAND hectars of land, y'know...
Then,
Let's scroll down and move on with the pictures...!

Me at the stairs. Opposite with Kandang Kuda.

Little Sis.

Some of left err... buildings?

This castle have stairs that directly from third-floor-master-bedroom to outside of the house? Yeah. Amazing.

My sis and I

View from exit of the castle

LSPM: Rant on School Days

Assalamualaikum.

Gambar untuk Majalah Mekar 2014 F5

I'm a person who will seek every possibility of doing things alone. Not that I hate my friends or, ego or, arrogant or, thought that I can do everything alone. No no no. It's just like, I've through almost 10 years(years where most of the things needs my very own decision to do) and, my thought always differs with others. I hate waiting and make people waiting. And you know, when you're with a gang, and when we say 'gang it means more than three. So, the duration of waiting if there is any particular activities will lengthen. Am I right? Sometimes, during the recess, I walked fast. Rather eating alone than waiting my friends come down from classes(I'm prefect, remember?). I had to write reports. Had to patrol the school(sometimes). And of course, Disturbing my teachers with bombards questions especially to Puan Fadhilah (Sorry teacher, but I love youuu :*) And duration of recessing for a prefect is 35 minutes. I dont dare to wait any more time just to wait.

Me, Syafawani, Fatiha with our respectives angklong 2013

I often made decision carefree. Sometimes the decision is stupid, ridiculous and when I turned back, and think for a second time, I got yelled by myself. Got yelled due to thinking without maturity. People tends to think that my decision is a wise decision. And often follows my decision. And when everything turned into worse, I hate it. I'll just like putting my friends into circumstances that the person will get regretted for his/her lifetime. I hate this. That's why I rather doing things alone@by myself.

However, when I looked back at my history of life during my secondary school, I felt like, Oh my God, Allah granted me with so many wonderful friends that I wish these friendship will lasts forever. Not only will end up when we left SMK TA. Especially my classmates that supports me. Sometimes we had a small fight(urgh??), misunderstanding, sometimes Chinese girl call my friend prostitute(it's not true!) and we always (not me actually) calling our classmates with bad names, but then, it's never matters anymore. Because we know that, when SPM is done, we'll gonna miss each other.

Jamuan Raya dan Karnival Seni Budaya 2013 form 4

Take a nap and picture during subjects exchange periods!

Kelas tambahan during school holidays

Jamuan Akhir tahun berjawatan Khas 2014

Jamuan Berjawatan Khas 2013

Jamuan Raya 2013

LSPM: Educamp UTP

Assalamualaikum.

Aku baru balik dari Perak. And, since aku masih lagi belum mengupdate Blog ni hampir sebulan, dan masih belum ada entry bagi bulan Februari, so, this is it.

EduCamp UTP

Aku mohon Asasi Kejuruteraan di UTP. Tarikh tutup dia 22 Januari yang lepas. Aku tahu pun pasal one of my bestfriend, Hazirah told me about that. Then, aku rasa cam shah, kau takde apa nak buat ni.  Apply pakai result trial. Maka... 

Sha, jom mohon.

Maka aku mulalah on printer aku ni, dan photostat segala benda yang diperlukan macam sijil-sijil, surat-beranak and so on. Yang paling penting, result trial examinations aku. Ayah aku dah naik bosan kot tengok kertas-kertas yang nak disahkan. Aku pun dah naik serabut. Mula-mula UPM, then YPM, lepastu UTP. 

Yang UPM tu, bapak ah gila berat segala benda yang diphotostat dan aku siap Pos Laju tau dak. Actually aku ada satu firasat yang dokumen aku tu tak sampai. Pasal ayah aku yang pos, dan ayah aku pos tu memang dah hari ke-3 kalau aku tak silap, sebelum tarikh tutup permohonan. Dahlah masa tu aku bukan main serabutnya dengan SPM. Sekali takda bunyi langsung dari UPM and end up dengan kakak hantar What’s app.

Shah, tak dapat fast track ke? Budak fast track asasi sains pertanian January intake dah masuk.

Aku rasa macam. Grr. Macam kucing yang tengah marah, bulu mengembang. Beberapa saat sebelum kuku keluar.

Ok, back to the story. 31 haribulan Januari, result keluar. Aku dipanggil untuk ke interview tu. Aku macam.

Mak Long, I’m coming!!

So i practiced, practiced for the interview in case of dia tanya,

You have 10 minutes to tell me about yourself. Maka, aku pun berulang-ulang kalilah menghadap cermin masa malam Jumaat tu, sambil imagine, panel is right in front of me.

Sampaikan bila aku stop untuk balas chat kawan aku, adik tegur

Hoi, dah habis interview?

Kakak kat belakang pulak menyampuk.

Dapat ke tak?

Sarkastik. Aku tahu.

Next day, pagi Sabtu, maka bertolaklah aku dari Kuantan bersama omma, daddy adik and tok. Tok tu pasal nak pergi Ipoh, rumah menantu and cucunya. Siap bawa keropok dan buat ketupat laginya. Sempat tuh,cari daun ketupat last minute.

We arrived Ipoh, nearly Mak Long's house around 2 o’clock but then we lost. So Mak Long’s husband came and fetch us at Vet something.

Petang tu we head to Tronoh, I saw the UTP and oh my Allah. It is sooo grand. For the first time, I fell in love to this lovely university. Note, ya, University. It is so modern and huge. I was lost in my own pace, dreaming me, swimming in the lake. What a stupid. Lake? Haha.

Then the next day, about 7 a.m. , my family and I keluar bilik hotel, dalam lif pun jumpa lagi mat-mat berkemeja dengan tie bagai.

Chancellor Hall

Then, bila sampai sana, yes, nganga lagi. Serious, ya, this is private university, Sha, no wonder.

Done parking the car, we walked to the Chancellor Hall. The grand hall that i used to see at the other people’s blogs.

Masuk tu. MAK AIH. ITS ONLY ABOUT 7:10 AM DAN LINE DIA BAPAK PANJANG. I moved  and placed myself at the tail of the line say some hi to the girl in front of me and end up we, become friends. Hehe. Meet my new friend, Norhamieza, from SMK Cheras, KL. A cute girl. Then, kitorang dapat sama group because grouping was based on giliran amsing masing. She was with me all the time in the hall, until we said goodbyes and promised to meet again one day. Tapi ni tak hantar lagi what’s app kat dia. Nak minta nama FB. 

Then, by grouping, we entered  a lab, did some test by using the computer right in front of us. 30 minutes for part 1 test, 100 questions, mostly like to know our personalities, and 90 minutes for part 2 test, 40 questions; testing about critical thinking.Done with that, we have a short interview one-by one kat seats kitorang. Individual. Basically, the panel came to our seats and asked us some simple questions tapi aku rasa i gave a stupid answer like,

What that you want to be?

An engineer.

Walau weh. UTP is school of engineering, Sha.

Tapi soalan dia sangat simple. Just nak tengok kau confident ke tak camtu, je.

Pastu, done. nak keluar...

Then I have a walk around outside the lab... Sebenarnya kau sesat, kan Sha. Pening kepala aku dari mana aku masuk tadi. Mana jalan nak keluar. Nak je aku panggil abang fasi....kakak fasi... yang lalu situ. Ramai yang dah kosong. Then terjumpa Norhamiezan again! Oh lucky me. Dia pun nampak lega tengok aku, sah sesat jugak.

Norhamieza and me. Belakang tu library.

We headed to information counter and suddenly a mum of the participant of EduCamp halted us. She asked about a person named Siti Humaira, and rant about her daughter is still in there, her niece got into this college last year, older about a year with her son, her the other niece is the teacher here, about third year, if a person performed well, they will be send to overseas universities just like twinning program lah. She talked, and asked me thousands of questions before she said something that made we felt Alhamdulillah Ahamdulillah. Heaven...

“Takpelah ye, mak cik pergi dulu.”

We walked for few metres before looked at each other and burst into a laugh. So suddenly a stranger came by and talked about some of private stuffs haha.

Masa depat Chancellor hall tu. Aku pusing belakang, menghadap Chancellor Hall.  Bye UTP. Ada rezeki mai lagi.

Masa balik tu, terserempak dengan family tu, ni, yang datang untuk sesi petang. Ada sorang mak cik tu tanya bermacam jenis soalan sementara si anak jantannya memakai tali leher tepi kereta. Aku macam oh my... Can I keluarkan niqab dalam beg aku ni supaya takda orang berhenti and bercakap dengan aku? Aku Cuma nak tunggu mak dan ayah...

So, that's it.

                                                                 

Updated.
Aku pass, weh. 

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