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she made me hot tea,
washed those grapes and handed them to me.
she kept me company reading the papers,
fed me mangoes and cut me apples.



because fruits are good for me. :)

oh, what would i do without her.
and she wouldn't stop caring, from when i was a little girl





until this very day.




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the truth as you see it,
or
the facts as they are.

how can i dread going to school? :D




optical illusions






the depth of perception






human perception


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i've seen it before.
i've been through it so many times.
today was like the cherry on top.

niat, checked.
point, checked.

persevere through..? checking.

this might be the deed you'll need to succeed. ~native deen.

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the tutee got an earful one fateful lesson.
abeh lepas tu merajok.
then i learnt,
in order to pujuk him, you'll need three ingredients..
tell a joke and fail, senyum lebar-lebar and kasi potato chips!

cute kan!? 0 comment(s)

watching tv, listening to the mp3 and doing the lab report all at the same time.
whee~ that proved to be quite productive. hoho.

next month is june, and i think it will be a tiring month.
each day that i am working, i'll be schooling.
i asked for the wrong days to work.. :/

other than that,i predict june to be a good month.
we'll see.. :) 0 comment(s)

mimin: are you ok?
me: yar,why?
mimin: i don't know.. you keep making funny sounds.
me: funny sounds? i never make funny sounds. i was singing, humming. but since you can't recognise that, i guess not.
mimin: nyeheh.
me: heh. *silence... lum dee dum.

mimin: HAHAHAHA.
me: WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT. 0 comment(s)

ya Allah ya Tuhanku, bantulah hambaMu ini dalam segala urusannya.
ya Allah, aku memohon kepadaMu ya Allah, agar Engkau menaburkan butiran ilham terhadap aku yang lemah ini.

dear Allah, the Benevolent, the Gracious and the All-Knowing, i seek refuge in you Allah. oh Allah! Be kind (on us) by making easy all that is difficult, for verily making easy whatever is difficult is simple for You.

my thoughts are clouded with panic, and i can't think clearly oh Lord. please clear my trail of thoughts and allow me to have a clear conscious to perform the task you have trusted unto me to complete. 0 comment(s)

i can't wait for the end of may, and the start of june.
for various reasons.

tuition is postponed to tmr,turned out tmr wasn't the exam date.
class was canceled, my lecturer had an eye infection.
it's like one after another.
this time should have left me with ample time to do something useful.

finally,i have completed one free credit mod that have been sitting untouched for the past few months. completed and done.
don't have that breathing down my back anymore. :)

banzai!


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i am so tempted to type out some personal stuff on this blog!
but i dare not. fearing how some people tend to read into things too much. heh.
whatever it may be, i'm a happy little girl right now.
i have picked myself up, and i have definitely moved on, for the better.
only thing right now is, i'm deprived of socialising with my dear friends!







JUNE COME QUICK, PLEASE! 0 comment(s)

kim peek.
he is one individual that i have been watching since nine pm.
the youtube is an incredible media i'd say.
i've been learning the past few hours, with the help of youtube.
yeah,that surely beats thick heavy books right?
youtube is amazing! i love youtube. huahuahua.

so, back to kim peek. :)
he's the real rain man. he is 50+ years old,and if he is alive now,he would probably be in his early 60s or late 50s. he has the ability to remember every single detail that he sees,read,hear. he's actually been reading before he was two. actually,by the time he was strong enough to physically pull out thick encyclopedias from the shelf. and here i am complaining about my heavy textbooks. haha.

watching kim peek on youtube,from even the first part,i was crying.
not exactly because i was amazed at his ability.
but because of the close bond he had with his dad.

when asked about his relationship with his dad, kim said,'my dad and i say the same shadow'

how his dad dedicated his 30+ years caring for a man-child.
how his dad wears for kim his socks.
how his dad puts on for kim his coat.
how his dad would put up with kim's tantrum.
how his dad spoke so proudly of his son.
how his dad was always seen by kim's side.

i started to cry even more,when i noticed how old kim was.
and how much older his dad was.
his dad was turning 80 in six months when the clip was shot. and only his grandmother in their family ever lived beyond 80. she lived till she was 81.

after being cared for by his dad all his life,what was going to happen to kim when his dad was no longer around?
who was going to wear for him his socks, like his dad did?
who was going to put on his coat for him, like his dad did?
who would put up with kim's tantrum, like his dad did?
who would always be by his side, like his dad did?
and who would speak proudly of him, like his dad did?
afterall,you only have one dad.

'my dad and i share the same shadow.'
hearing that, kim's dad said,'he may not be able to reason,but he got that spot on.' and then i started crying all over again.

kim peek. david tammet.
watch them on youtube and you will be inspired. that i assure you.
maybe have a tissue box lying around may not be such a bad idea either. ;)

with that,
happy mothers day. for warrior mothers that have been doing incredible feats as incredible (if not more) as kim and his dad.
i love my mama. :') 0 comment(s)

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just this once, can't i just have my own time?
and i know you are aware i wasn't well only yesterday. 0 comment(s)

an event is such a little piece of time and space, leaving only mindglow behind like the tail of a shooting star. for a lack of a better word, we call that scintillation memory. - diane ackerman,an alchemy of mind, 2004

MYERS; MEMORY
be thankful for memory. we take it for granted, except when it malfunctions.
but it is our memory, notes Rebecca Rupp (1998) that 'allows us to recognise friends, neighbours, and acquaintances and call them by their names;
to knit, type, drive, and play the piano;
to speak English, Spanish, or Mandrin Chinese.'

it is our memory that accounts for time and defines our life.
it is our memory that enables us to sing our national anthem, find our way home, and locate the food and water we need for survival.
it is our shared memories that bind us together as Irish or Aussies, as Serbs or Albinians.
and it is our memories that occasionally pit us against those whose offenses we cannot forget.

in large part, you are what you remember.
without memory, there would be no savouring joyful moments past, no guilt or anger over painful recollections. you would instead live in an enduring present. each moment would be fresh.

but each person would be a stranger, every language would be foreign, every task-dressing, cooking, biking-a novel challenge. you could even be a stranger to yourself, lacking that continuous sense of self that extends from your distant past to your momentary present.

memory researcher James McGaugh (2003) suggested, 'if you lose the ability to recall your old memories then you have no life. you might as well be a rutabaga or a cabbage.' 0 comment(s)

i know i should be sleeping.
tmr will be a long day.
but i just can't get my eyes to shut.

it's really weird. cos if i were to close my eyes, i'd actually get a worse headache than if they were opened.
it's quite odd, don't you think?

as soon as i stepped into work and exchanged the normal morning greetings, my colleague commented, muker mcm kurang tido je.
well yes. sleep's been a bit shy with me these days. haha.

let's forget that we're running out of time. 0 comment(s)

i was pushed beyond my comfort zone once upon a time.
and the only thing i wanted to do was to prove all of them wrong.
prove that i was capable,and i could achieve.
that i was worth listening to.

oniisan pointed out a very important point yesterday night.
it made so much sense.
i know ultimately that is what i need to do.
in order to excel there are definitely things that i will need to pay more attention to. let go a few things.



oh Allah, help me out and guide me through. Amin. 0 comment(s)