yo!!
malay olevel was fine...
oklah sure can pass..heh:DD
but not sure whether can get distinction lyk wat mdm N expected.. :PP
feeling hhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaappppppppppppyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!! dun ask y :DD
changed my playlist :D
Monday, June 01, 2009
malay 'o' level!!
Thursday, April 23, 2009
happy reading~
The happiest people on this planet are not those who live on their own terms but are those who change their terms for the ones whom they love...
Relaxing in the lounge Saturday after Fajr salaah my wife called, 'How long will you be with that newspaper? Will you come here and make your darling son eat his food?'.
I tossed the paper away and rushed to the scene. My only son Faizaan looked frightened.Tears were welling up in his eyes. In front of him was a bowl filled to its brim with cereal containing the much needed vitamins needed by Faizaan after his month long illness. Faizaan was a pleasant child, quite intelligent for his age. He has just turned nine. He particularly detested the vitamin fortified cereal. My mother and my wife are traditional and believe firmly in the benefits of the cereal.
I cleared my throat, and picked up the bowl. 'Faizaan, darling,why don't you take a few mouthful of this cereal?Just for Dad's sake, dear.Faizaan softened a bit, and wiped his tears with the back of his hands. 'OK, Dad. I will eat - not just a few mouthfuls, but the whole lot of this. But, you should…' Faizan hesitated. 'Dad, if I eat this entire Cereal, will you give me whatever I ask for?'…'Oh sure, darling'… 'Promise?'...'Promise'. I covered the soft hand extended by my son with mine, and clinched the deal.'Ask Mom also to give a similar promise', my son insisted. My wife put her hand on Faizaan’s, muttering 'Promise'.Now I became a bit anxious. ' Faizaan dear, you shouldn't insist on getting a computer or any such expensive items.Dad does not have that kind of money right now. OK?''No, Dad. I do not want anything expensive'.Slowly and painfully, he finished eating the whole quantity.I was silently angry with my wife and my mother for forcing my child to eat. After the ordeal was through, Faizaan came to me with his eyes wide with expectation. All our attention was on him...'Dad, I want to have my hair on my head shaved off, this Sunday!' was his demand.'Atrocious!' shouted my wife, 'my child having his head shaved off? Impossible!' This is following the crazy “skin heads” culture capturing the youth in our community! Never,never,never will I allow it!!!'Never in our family!' my mother rasped.'He has been watching too much of television. Our culture is getting totally spoiled with these TV programs!'Faizaan darling, why don't you ask for something else? We will be sad seeing you with a clean-shaven head.''No, Dad. I do not want anything else', Faizaan said with finality.'Please, Faizaan, why don't you try to understand our feelings?' I tried to plead with him.'Dad, you saw how difficult it was for me to eat that cereal'. Faizaan was in tears. 'And you promised to grant me whatever I ask for. Now, you are going back on your words.Was it not you who told me the stories of the Companions of our beloved Prophet Muhammad [peace be upon him] and how they kept to their promises! You did emphasize that we should honour our promises no matter what! It was time for me to call the shots. 'Our promise must be kept.''Are you out your mind?' chorused my mother and wife.'No. If we go back on our promises, he will never learn to honour his own. Faizaan, your wish will be fulfilled.'With his head clean-shaven, Faizaan had a round-face, and his eyes looked big and beautiful.On Monday morning, I dropped him at his school. It was a sight to watch my hairless Faizaan walking towards his classroom. He turned around and waved. I waved back with a smile.Just then, a boy alighted from a car, and shouted, Faizaan, please wait for me!'What struck me was the hairless head of that boy. 'May be, that is the in-stuff', I thought.'Sir, your son Faizaan is great indeed!' Without introducing himself, a man got out of the car, and continued,' That boy who is walking along with your son is my son Yunoos. He is suffering from… leukaemia(cancer).' He paused to muffle his sobs. Yunoos could not attend the school for the whole of the last month.He lost all his hair due to the side effects of the chemotherapy.He refused to come back to school fearing the unintentional but cruel teasing of the schoolmates. Faizaan visited him last week, and promised him that he will take care of the teasing issue.But, I never imagined he would sacrifice his lovely hair for the sake of my son!Sir, you and your wife are blessed to have such a noble soul as your son.I stood transfixed. And then, I wept. 'My little Angel, you are teaching me how self-less real love is!'
I tossed the paper away and rushed to the scene. My only son Faizaan looked frightened.Tears were welling up in his eyes. In front of him was a bowl filled to its brim with cereal containing the much needed vitamins needed by Faizaan after his month long illness. Faizaan was a pleasant child, quite intelligent for his age. He has just turned nine. He particularly detested the vitamin fortified cereal. My mother and my wife are traditional and believe firmly in the benefits of the cereal.
I cleared my throat, and picked up the bowl. 'Faizaan, darling,why don't you take a few mouthful of this cereal?Just for Dad's sake, dear.Faizaan softened a bit, and wiped his tears with the back of his hands. 'OK, Dad. I will eat - not just a few mouthfuls, but the whole lot of this. But, you should…' Faizan hesitated. 'Dad, if I eat this entire Cereal, will you give me whatever I ask for?'…'Oh sure, darling'… 'Promise?'...'Promise'. I covered the soft hand extended by my son with mine, and clinched the deal.'Ask Mom also to give a similar promise', my son insisted. My wife put her hand on Faizaan’s, muttering 'Promise'.Now I became a bit anxious. ' Faizaan dear, you shouldn't insist on getting a computer or any such expensive items.Dad does not have that kind of money right now. OK?''No, Dad. I do not want anything expensive'.Slowly and painfully, he finished eating the whole quantity.I was silently angry with my wife and my mother for forcing my child to eat. After the ordeal was through, Faizaan came to me with his eyes wide with expectation. All our attention was on him...'Dad, I want to have my hair on my head shaved off, this Sunday!' was his demand.'Atrocious!' shouted my wife, 'my child having his head shaved off? Impossible!' This is following the crazy “skin heads” culture capturing the youth in our community! Never,never,never will I allow it!!!'Never in our family!' my mother rasped.'He has been watching too much of television. Our culture is getting totally spoiled with these TV programs!'Faizaan darling, why don't you ask for something else? We will be sad seeing you with a clean-shaven head.''No, Dad. I do not want anything else', Faizaan said with finality.'Please, Faizaan, why don't you try to understand our feelings?' I tried to plead with him.'Dad, you saw how difficult it was for me to eat that cereal'. Faizaan was in tears. 'And you promised to grant me whatever I ask for. Now, you are going back on your words.Was it not you who told me the stories of the Companions of our beloved Prophet Muhammad [peace be upon him] and how they kept to their promises! You did emphasize that we should honour our promises no matter what! It was time for me to call the shots. 'Our promise must be kept.''Are you out your mind?' chorused my mother and wife.'No. If we go back on our promises, he will never learn to honour his own. Faizaan, your wish will be fulfilled.'With his head clean-shaven, Faizaan had a round-face, and his eyes looked big and beautiful.On Monday morning, I dropped him at his school. It was a sight to watch my hairless Faizaan walking towards his classroom. He turned around and waved. I waved back with a smile.Just then, a boy alighted from a car, and shouted, Faizaan, please wait for me!'What struck me was the hairless head of that boy. 'May be, that is the in-stuff', I thought.'Sir, your son Faizaan is great indeed!' Without introducing himself, a man got out of the car, and continued,' That boy who is walking along with your son is my son Yunoos. He is suffering from… leukaemia(cancer).' He paused to muffle his sobs. Yunoos could not attend the school for the whole of the last month.He lost all his hair due to the side effects of the chemotherapy.He refused to come back to school fearing the unintentional but cruel teasing of the schoolmates. Faizaan visited him last week, and promised him that he will take care of the teasing issue.But, I never imagined he would sacrifice his lovely hair for the sake of my son!Sir, you and your wife are blessed to have such a noble soul as your son.I stood transfixed. And then, I wept. 'My little Angel, you are teaching me how self-less real love is!'
got this from an e-mail...
:D
Monday, April 20, 2009
Sunday, April 19, 2009
saturdae
woke up early ytd ate breakfast then we suddenly felt lyk cycling at ECP so off we go i din wanna cycle so i brought maths and studied thr im such a GGOOODD gyrl :DD but i still cycle-d hah :D blahblah aft tat went to the hawker centre to grab some lunch home sweet home
at home slack-ed did some differentiating blah at night went to mosque for 'class' (ceramah) went homeblah~SLEEP
dun feel lyk putting any punctuation sorry for making ur life difficult for a few moments :DD
saturdae :DD
Monday, April 13, 2009
HAPPY BURFDAE ayah(daddy)!! :D
aft physics lesson whr i got back my test, which i score 14/20 :
went to buy cake from prima deli...
rushed home coz dad going back to work...
he was super happy coz he din expect the cake..heh :D
happy 50th burfdae ayah!!! :DD
din realise my dad was that old...hehe :D
needa go do homeworks :}
toodles~
Thursday, April 09, 2009
hmm :|
im feeling very weird todae...
one second, im v.happy...
next moment, im feeling very down....
haiz :
i need a swing
todae is juz lyk other sch dae...
in the mornin'
MATHS : im feeling okay :}
MALAY : i felt bored n down :[
SS : happy! coz i got 12/13 for my test....altho i noe almost everybody got 12 :
recess : i felt nthg...went to eat...blahblah... :
recess : i felt nthg...went to eat...blahblah... :
HISTORY: i felt sad aft watching the korean war movie...v.sad... :(
MATHS again : felt bored...got lecture-d by mr soon coz of SS lesson...
V.E : i felt happy coz sch's gonna end soon...but i had to go for prize presentation rehearsal..sad!
MATHS again : haiz... sianz!!
finally sch end-ed!!
yippee!! :]
thr's no sch tmr!!!! yea :DD
went home...
bored.....
slept...heh :P
woke up...
aunts n granny came to my house...
cuz too...
heard that my cousin, MZ, got into police!! yea :)
CONGRATZ CUZ!! :DD
juz rmbr-ed i got loads and tonnes of hmwks!!!!
arghh!! :[[
change-d my playlist....
obsess-ed by JASON MR.A-Z!!! :DD
:) :( :} :{ :] :[ : :\ :X :D :P :B :-* ;P :O :> :< =_= "_" -_- Friday, March 20, 2009
4o8 BBQ!!!
19/03/2009!!
4o8'09 bbq!!!
it was super fun!!! :))
altho it's in sch, it was very fun and i laughed so much ytd!!!
nvr laughed tat much b4 since this year started... :))
it was suppose to at 5pm but we started ard 5.45pm...
blahblahblah...
start bbq-ing...
talktalktalk...
eateateat...
eateateat...
drinkdrinkdrink....
the food was nice and cooked...hehe...
aft eating and cleaning up, we took some class pics!!:)
then..
we played truth or dare...
when it was my turn,i chose truth...
at first they dunno wat qn to ask me...
aft some 'discussion', they asked me...
"how would you describe mr soon as (3words) ?"
i said "UGLY!" "VAIN!" "LAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEE!!!"
hahaha!!!
then game continued....
it became a dare game instead of truth or dare...
it was ssuuupperrr funny!!!
HAHAHAHA!!
HAHAHAHA!!
all the dare-s are sick lah...
but ppl was so supporting and it was fun to watch!!!
haha!!
went home ard 9.55pm...
it was ssooo F-U-N...
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
boring -_-
today nthg much...
woke up in the morning..
blahblahblah....
went to sch for remedial...
0800-1000 -chem-is-try
mrs cheam lesson was ssssssssssooooooooo B-O-R-I-N-G!!!
then
when for recess!! :))
ate 4 nuggets n drank a packet of milo :)
bought corntos for amaths lesson (:
1030-1230 -AMATHS!! :}
i finally manage to understand different-iation!!
thx mr hiew!
yayayayayayay!! :)))
but when i reach home, i forgotten everything...lol! :[
b4 gg home, i bumped into a group of CIs...
and xiu hao approached me...
XH: come sch for wat?
me: for remedial lah...
XH: really arh? not find boyfren meh?
me: huh? lol...who come to sch to find boyfren one? :}
and i juz walked off....leaving him with his CRAP!
chanel!! ur mentor really v.funny leh!! :))
went home..
eat lunch...
blahblahblah...
watch DVD 'pensil' !! (nice story)----->
slept....
woke up...
bathed...
eat again...
and now, studying physics while blogging..hehehe :PP
todae is seriously a boring day!!! :[[
bleah 8P
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