Tuesday, August 31, 2010

[ Beratnya Ujian Mu Ini . . . ]

With Allah's love
Assalamualykum to all

. . . . . . . . . . .
There's something in here, but I can't say it out loud.
It's too painful, yet it can't be thrown away.
Gosh...
. . . . . . . . .

It's all about him, it's all about her, it's all about them.
That hurts me more, changes me into silent mode.
Geez.
Can't I just disappear? This is so . . . so . . .
Urgh...!!!!

Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.
I can't even sleep in peace, just because of you!
Go away! Get out of my life! Go!
Geez...

. . . . . . . .


T_T


My instinct never lies
and I always know that... always...
But this matter...try hard to say no...
But then.....I have to pay for it now.....
It's hurting me.... It hurts.....so much....so deep down inside......


*Listening to 'Muhasabah Cinta' by Edcoustic*


I thought it's just....just....ya Allah.....
What were You trying to tell me....?
Please.....sometimes I think I know, but then I guess I was wrong....again....


Ampuni dosaku, ya Allah...
Mungkin kerana tu, dia terluka...
Kini luka itu kembali pada ku....
Ya Allah, apakah benar instinct kali ini....
Allah....Allah....


Sungguh luas ilmu Mu.....
Sungguh..... Hanya Engkau Maha Mengetahui cara mendidik ku....
Hanya Engkau yg Maha Arif tentang hati ku ini.......


My dear diary....
This moment....I can't.....
I don't wanna be in this moment again....
Please.....no more after this.....
It hurts.......



Hurts, deep down....
Cleo
 
~ Creating Ideas, Developing Words ~

Monday, August 30, 2010

[ My 101st Post ]

With Allah's love
Assalamualykum to all

This is my 101st entry, just like 101 Dalmatians, it's a  very special number. So, I want to dedicate this entry to all of the cats around the world.

Please, don't kill them.
Please, stop torturing them.
Please, have mercy on them.


You can see their happiness, but you can't see their tears.
You know they're healthy, but you can't never know if they're in pain.


Human: cries in pain when got cut by knife
Cats: tell me who had ever saw their tears and heard them cry out loud for help?

Human: needs anesthesia for operation
Cats: tell me who used anesthesia before torturing them?


Cats deserve to live in this world, because they're just like us. Being made by Allah to fill in this world.
They come and bring us rahmah, they come and give us chances to be loved by Allah.

Someone gets in heaven just because of a cat.
And someone being punished in hell also because of a cat.

Of course it's within His will, but we are the one to choose.

Please, cats didn't have the intelligence as we do. They didn't know what they did was wrong.
We, as human being, shall know better, shall understand more.
We, as the caliph, shall take care of them.

And not being like this


or this



Act wisely like human, because you're human.
Act stupidly, then you've become worst than animal.

Love cats like this people do

Source: Facebook

and this

Source: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z_AbfPXTKms



 



Source: From my brother's camera =)






Long live the cats and animal kingdoms
 Cleo

~ Creating Ideas, Developing Words ~

Sunday, August 29, 2010

[ Oh My GOD...!! XD ]

With Allah's love
Assalamu'alykum to all


Oh my God! OMG! OMG!!!!
Can I scream out loud again..?
O mi-GOD...!!!!

I can't believe it! Why? Cuz I've found my long lost friends in FB...!!!!
oh my GOD...!!!

How I missed them so much... Dear friends, I really really miss you guys...!!

Seriously, we've been apart for almost....let me see....
Some of them, I've met 5 years ago and most of them been lost contacted for about 11 years..!!!
Oh my God..!!! I can't even recognize them in their FB with their more matured faces... OMG..!!!

Geez.. I can't stop screaming, okay... lol... OMGOD..!!!

Upsssyy....I'm not being a very good role model okay... I shall say Alhamdulillah 1st...oaky2..
Alhamdulillah, thanx to Allah for giving me another chance to meet them, even just on the net...
I really am so glad to meet them...OM God..!!! o mi God!

Okay, now I'm a bit relax.. =P
OH MY GOD...!!!! =))

Since we were apart, I always feel a hole inside my heart. I had never met any of my friends like them for my whole life. Even though we're just friends from standard 1 - 3, and I've been together with my former friends more than those years, they still can't fill in the hole.

Seriously, I really missed you guys... I didn't have the chance to talk to all of you more at that time when we met at the arts exhibition. I have lots of questions to ask, lots of stories to share but we didn't have the time.
After that day, I felt so happy, I guess, the happiest moment in my life in THAT school. I was so happy that at least, I met my old friends that still remember me, and still wanna have a chance to talk to me, and ask about me, and share with me some of your stories in that short time. Alhamdulillah. =)

I sent a card to you guys once, but I guess it didn't get to the right person cuz no one replied my except for two of you. But, I guess who cares? Cuz now I've met all of you..!!

To my old friends from 1M, 2M and 3M of SKSJ II:

I MISS YOU..!!!



 Too happy to be glad
Cleo
 
~ Creating Ideas, Developing Words ~

Thursday, August 19, 2010

[ You..? Are My Blanket ]

 With Allah's love
Assalamu'alykum to all...

When I'm cold
You gave me warmth
When I'm tired
You gave me strength
When I need a secret place to cry
You always be my wall
When I'm scared of the world
You always be a pleasant place
When I'm alone
You always make me feel belong
When I'm missing them
You always reminds me of them
When I need a friend
You are there waiting for me
When I need to be me
You will never let them meddle

For all this time
You are always there
Making sure I'm fine

You are just fine the way you are
You are you
Just like my blanket


 Faith Hill's There You'll Be mood
Cleo
~ Creating Ideas, Developing Words ~

[ Crazier Than Before ]

With Allah's love
Assalamu'alykum to all


First of all, I wanna say alhamdulillah to Allah for His love that gives me another chance to be in Ramadhan. And also, for His greatness and rahmah, my burden become lighter. Well, it's been five days Woody living with me in here and I'm glad that he's with me lately. It's been a lot easier for me to go back and forth to my classes, programs, and to PTSL at night. Now, I'm in no worries at all to be alone going to the library at night. =)

Okay, back to the topic. FYI, I am becoming crazier than before, and I guess sometimes I made my friends' life miserable because of me. Gosh! To my dear friends, I really am sorry if that happened.

Next week, I have to do 4 presentation: Maharat (Arabic Insya'), Akhlak & Tasawuf (comments on al-Ghazali's writing), Sejarah Tamadun Islam (Ekonomi - Bani Umayyah), and Ilmu Pidato & Debat (Penang - Dakwah Muslim).

Plus, 5 assignments to be submit before the week ends: Akhlak & Tasawuf (Essay of my comments, and essay on Tarikat: Antara Benar & Salah), Sejarah Tamadun Islam (essay about my presentation topic), Pengenalan Teknologi Maklumat (Assignment 2), Falsafah Alam Sekitar (Questionnaire).

Oh my goodness.... Don't mention my tasks for my posts. I didn't finish yet my reports about our meetings for PMPP, have to follow up my program: Liga Piala Dekan's approval from PPP, and need to check on my unfinished tasks in Pencak Silat Club. Oh my God....

I AM crazy enough if I still have time to SMS or chatting with friends, go out for leisure, sleep at night just like before and... and... and... I don't know. I've become so... too panic stricken, I guess. Oh my God..!!

Is there anything I can do to make me wiser and become a little bit cool down..? Because I don't wanna have a heart attack at this rate. I need to finish these tasks before I die. Amin. =P


 Gabra-ing
 Cleo
~ Creating Ideas, Developing Words ~

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

[ You May Judge the Book ]

With Allah's love
Assalamu'alykum to all


Well, I told you in my profile that I love to write aka type because in my head, there's a lot of things wandering around and trying to find the way out but because of my weakness, tend to forget things easily, those ideas are captured in here. But now, I don't wanna keep it in here. I wanna write and I will try my best to express what's in my head about that phrase, "You may judge the book".

This phrase came across me two days ago when I'm on my way back from KPA III. Mostly, people hold to this phrase,"Do not judge a book by it's cover," right? Well, I admit that I'm one of them. From the day I heard about this phrase, and understand what it means, I hold it in as one of my stand.

But then, two days ago, I realize it was wrong. Please don't be too eager to be angry with my statement. This is my opinion and I'm free to express it in my way. And it is your choice rather to take it or just put it aside. =)

The point starts with as a human being, we can't stop our desire to predict and guess of a person, right? Each time we see or meet anyone, the first impression is important. That particular part, first impression, it IS means people WILL judge you no matter what. And, you need to be very careful so that no one will think of you  negatively, right?

So, that's it. All I wanna say is:
You MAY judge a book by it's cover BUT you shall not PUNISH the book based on your knowledge.

Well, I have no time to explain right now, so I hope most of you can still understand what I'm trying to say here. Insya-Allah I'll try my best to elaborate more on this topic. Until we meet again, adios amigos!


Changing me

Cleo

~ Creating Ideas, Developing Words ~

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

[ My Weekend...? ]

 With Allah's love
Assalamu'alykum to all


Last weekends, I disappeared to another 'world', trying to finish up one my tasks. I joined a camp in Jelebu, N.9. Kursus Pemantapan Akidah III, annual activity of PMFPI.

I learned a lot when handling and being part of the prog. Well, I'd never expected to do that kind of task, actually. Something I've been wanting and waiting, and last weekends, I've got my chance. Alhamdulillah. But still, I feel a bit disappointed when I can't join in the jungle tracking. =(

A video I made for the program using a software I got from my friend. Thanx, Halim. =)


Even though  for me, I guess this program failed but still, "Hakuna Matata". It means no worries. =)
Failed because of small technical things but each of us got lots of new things we learned from it. Alhamdulillah...

* * *

Whatever it is, tomorrow's a very special day. A day that each of have been waiting for. A day that always makes me feel so free and fresh. It's Ramadhan coming! I can't wait to be in it for I guess the twentieth times, and insyaAllah, I pray for another chance next year. Amin...

And when Ramadhan is here, it means the time is coming nearer. I have only a month to go for my assignments. Mostly need to be submit before Eid. Oh my God... =_=

But, it doesn't matter. Again, hakuna matata. No worries, dear. Fasting IS NOT a reason for me to be weak and so negatively and passively living my life, okay? Because that's not me, a person with the name of 'Azizah Najib. =)

And, for your information, this year, I wanna do my best and I wanna win the game on my own effort. No more people saying it's just my luck. Insya-Allah, chaiyok..!!!!  d^_^b



 Positively living

Cleo
~ Creating Ideas, Developing Words ~

Monday, August 9, 2010

Invitation to try Digsby!

Digsby = IM + Email + Social Networks

Azizah Najib has invited you to try Digsby.

 

    I'm using a new application called Digsby that helps you manage all your IM, email, and social network accounts from one place. Digsby is completely free and supports all the services you already use like Facebook, MSN Messenger, Yahoo Mail, and more...

- Azizah Najib

 

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