Pilihanraya Kampus

In UUM, here's how we do campaigns.

Kesian kan? Bihun kena sabo so badly this time around I even had goosebumps seeing this photo again and again.

How creative you guys are hehh. 

Queen Joyah

To be updated soon, on what happened in Wonderland.

Midnight Flu

After all the times you went through, there will come a moment where you'll realise that you're turning to that one person you once said you'll never turn to anymore. And when it comes, embrace it with an open heart because for every single thing that happens, there lies a reason why.

Apology

I've sinned. Too much, in fact. Ya Rabb, You are The Most Forgiving. For that, I am not asking anything from you at the moment but to forgive me for things I've done today, for over-reacting, for not acting in a proper manner, for letting my own modesty to flee. In one night, I almost lose it all. Or perhaps, I've lost it? Astagfirullahal'adzim... This is among the things that I fear the most, among the things that I dare not to face in my journey to the final destination. Please forgive me, Allah..

Choices

I feel so much like rambling - About consistencies.

In life, I rarely be consistent in everything I do ; be it working out, be on a proper diet plan, studies, or anything.

At the moment I should be dealing with something certainly important in life that is mooting. Mooting is when you're given a situation/problem and you'll have to act for either the plaintiff or the defendant and you've to defend your client in court. I'll have to defend the defendant who defaulted in paying his loan to the plaintiff (A bank). I am not familiar with mooting ethics. From the very beginning I have never participated in any mooting competition. I'm too lazy to spend my hours making research and preparing memorials and whatnots. But being in the final semester, this is a compulsory thing to do and I definitely am not able to abscond from "participating".

My turn to moot is on this coming 24th February which is on next Thursday and that'll be like 7 days away. That's pretty much insane since I have not started on anything, yet. Not at all. Life's a gamble for me now. Well at least I have choices, but I chose to gamble my own life, and how is that? I don't know what's up with me and my soon-to-be Junior Counsel, Idy who have the same laziness as myself hehe. There surely are so many works to be done but instead of making full use of the times we had, we let it passed us by without utilizing it and that's very very very bad. I mean, have you ever heard of a any positive result of procrastination? No, I suppose?

Parents don't just simply send me here to have fun, I shall bear that in mind more often everyday. But I haven't try the new bowling alleys in C-Mart yet! Should do that A.S.A.P teheee. I want to know and I need to know how many strikes I can make. Get my point? I can never be consistent. Or I choose not to be.

Diet

A dear friend of mine, Fiza is currently on diet, for having the fear that she could not fit into her dress for tomorrow's annual law dinner. Oh yes, dinner is tomorrow. I don't feel excited nor nervous since we'll not be performing this year. We'll just sit back, relax, and enjoy the whole night. Kitorang nak makan habis-habisan kali ni without having butterflies in our stomach prior to our turn to perform. Meja sebelah, awas kalian mungkin lauk kalian juga kami bedal.

Anyway, since Fiza is on diet so she has not consume carbs i.e. rice for 2 weeks now. She will eat only lauk without nasi. Kalau Idy and myself, dah pengsan masuk hospital dah kalau tak makan nasi.

So satu hari ni kitorang makan kat mall. Butter rice chicken chop. Fiza pun makan the same thing (she'll have nasi once in a while). And Zati too. Last2 I saw Fiza tak habiskan nasi dia. Knowing that she's on diet, I said

"Babe u tak habis nasi u, dah la tgh hari tadi pun makan lauk je tak makan nasi. Risau I tengok."

Fiza just laughed, nak buat macam mana kan nanti baju tak muat. Zati yang sebok reply,

"I pun tak habis jugak nasi I."

The thing is, nak tau nasi Zati yang tak habis tu banyak mana? Tengok gambar bawah ni, belah kanan is Zati's and belah kiri is Fiza's. Bezakanlah... -_______-

Now can you see berapa butir nasi je Zati punya yang tak habis tu? She talked as if dia punya nasi yang tak habis tu banyak sangat, konon dia pun on diet la konon. Haishh. Anyway I'm glad I can now again hear your laughs, Zati. You've been sick and it was very worrying.

Ingat Daku Dalam Otakmu

Puisi ini ditulis akibat kebosanan melampau. Harap maklum.

Kaki berat melangkah
Otak beku kerna sejuk
Kuterima hakikat
Hati duka lara
Perut lapar

Keroncong kau mainkan
Balada aku inginkan
Kau kongkong
Dia terseksa
Aku derita
Haii sadisnya

Masa,
Tolong beritahu aku
Bilakah agaknya
Masa depan kan muncul
Apa perlu aku tunggu
Dan melangkah beribu batu
Atau pergi
Membawa diri
Ke sudut bumi?

Sudahlah dunia
Hentikan pura-pura
Kerna aku bukan kura-kura
Akhirnya aku sendiri
Dan terus mencari
Berdirimu didepan mata
Tiada apa antara kita
Kerna kau dipenjara
Oh tragisnya...

Rawak

Bang Cak pasti marah kalau saya cakap apa saya rasa sekarang. Sebagai monitor dari jauh, dan setelah penat dia membebel, pasti dia marah kalau tau benda ni. Batak la kau Farrah. Jangan cari pasal. Jangan.

Baidewei ubat apa nak hilangkan penyakit lapar sepanjang masa? Parok dah ni.

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Tipah Tertipu

Cecite cecite sket kenapa Kak Tipah tertipu, sambil tangan goyang2 macam mana Usop buat sambil senyum kambing, tengah tatap kek besday sendiri. Damn son lawak gila tolak wheelchair sendiri sebab takut Kak Limah haha.

Oh anyway, last Saturday I attended legal career fair at Corus Hotel. So I went there earlier, to have breakfast with bestfriends as I did not manage to meet them at all throughout my CNY/Midsem hols. Cuna jumpa si gendut Bang Cak sorang je itu pun sebab pegi Putrajaya nak ambik sijil SPM yang exam nya aku duduki 6 tahun lepas, tahun ni baru nak ambik sijil. Begitu sekali aku kesahkan pasal sijil ni.

After I had my breakfast dan lepas letih usha mat salleh handsome dengan anak dia yang super comel nak meninggal, I walked to KLCC with Adwin and Faradot. Bab jalan ni malas la nak cakap. Jarang2 buat. So bila buat kena la propa. Padahal Pelita ngan KLCC tu sekangkang kera je, kangkang kera pun lagi besar dari jarak aku jalan kot.

Motif nak pegi bukan la nak borong baju ke apa ke sebab sumpah nak nangis takde duit. Normal ke kalau time kita takde duit, baju sume cantik nak mampos, tapi kalau time kita banyak duit, pegi mall berkobar-kobar ni nak shopping, skali baju semua tebal2, bulu2, kita pun wonder kenapa, oh rupanya it's winter in their country. Eh tapi winter banyak baju sopan apa. Anyway, kalau tak winter pun baju memang laha kot so duit yang banyak tadi tu buat makan jela. Makan lagi... Kang kereta takleh start lagi kang..

Anyway, pegi Topshop bukan apa, cuma nak beli benda alah fashion tape je. Menatang fashion tape ni? Dia macam double-sided tape lah, guna untuk secure your dress or anything from falling off their places. Contoh, kalau angpa pakai tube dress, untuk mengelakkan korang daripada asyik pegang baju kiri kanan, lepas tu buat muka semangat nak pull it up, sambil pandang keliling takut ada orang perasan ke, baik la beli benda alah ni ke at least takde la jatuh sangat sampai menjojolkan benda yang tak patut terjojol haha.

So as I stepped into Topshop, I immediately went to the cashier and looked for it. Tinggal lagi satu je, nasib baik ada. I grabbed it and sambung pusing2 kedai sambil rasa nak nangis dan sambil berdoa supaya Mama kasi green light nak beli baju dan pulangkan duit PTPTN aku yang Mama tolong simpankan itu. Tapi nanti Ma bising baju yang ada pun tak pakai.

Lepas dah puas aku dera hati aku nengok bebaju semua, aku pun bayar. Lepas bayar, takde check2 lagi dah benda alah tu sampai la masa dah sampai uni, nak unpack barang, bukak la benda alah tu, hati rasa luluh. Perasaan dia lagi teruk daripada takde duit nak beli baju. Sebabnya, duit dah keluar for nothing.

Kotak tu kosong. Jammed. Camne boleh kosong? Abes guwa bayar RM39 untuk apa? Untuk kotak je? Ngan paperbag? Cenggitu?

Ni la ghupe benda durjana tu selepas saya konyokkan dan buang dalam tong sampah sebab terlampau jammed kenapa dia kosong, tapi kutip balik dari tong sampah sebab nak ambik gambar.

Malas nak rotate hahaha

Kecewa aku dengan kamu ni Topshop. I thought you're a dear friend of mind. Adwin asked me to post this to her together with the purchase receipt tapi malas till now tak pegi lagi post office and it's already Wednesday today so, whatever. Redha. Anggap jela hari Sabtu lepas, Farrah bersedekah amal jari'ah kat Topshop. Misteri betul macam mana boleh kosong, ke kotak tu sample je? Ke masa aku jalan2 tu benda tu semua tercicir dalam satu kedai? Entah la korang fikir la sendiri.

P.S. Lepas ni kalau nak beli anything TOLONG CHECK hingga akar umbi.

To the Star We Go!

The girls came back to uni with incomplete stuffs for dinner. I wonder apa diorang buat kat rumah. Kot ye pun sakan berfesbuk takkan tak sempat cari kasut, kan? Hehh Idy cari kasut masa cuti, it's just that she has this one badi (curse) kasut yang dia suka takde size. She's got the common size 6. Unlike me, kaki gajah size 8. Mama always said that I can't make shoes as my hantaran because it'll end up looking like a sampan -____-

Zati has a diff story pulak. She couldn't find an inner that can match her sleeveless dress. Dia taubat takkan beli sleeveless dress lagi sebab susah nak cari matching inner. She bought one already but with a diff hue of pink, pink gedik, tak ngam. So she needs to find other inner. And her hijab pun tak match with her dress because, again, diff hue of pink. If we combine all 3 pinks ; hijab, inner, dress - the result will be that she'll end up looking like a, I don't want to mention it here. To be understood by yourself.

So we first went to Kamdar. 4 years of being in Kedah for the sake of studying, never once we step into Kamdar. Cuma lalu gitu2 je on the way nak pegi City Plaza. Kesian.. But semalam we finally masuk, and bought something too.

Pose maut Raihan, duta Kamdar yang baru

Semua muka bosan, tengah tunggu Idy pegi hantar tudung dia jahit tepi.

So lepas dah settle hal Idy kitorang keluar dari Kamdar, aku sarung cermin mata hitam besar, keluarkan tongkat, jalan. Pegi pulak City Plaza cari lah pape yang patut. While wandering from one floor to another, we stumbled upon this one shop selling vintage finds. We were so jakun, dan bising as usual, dan sakai macam tak pernah jumpa benda cantik dan murah dan best, tapi memang murah kau bayangkan lah vintage brooch dia ada yang RM1 each, ada yang 3 for RM2. Murah ke tidak?? Best2 woi brooches dia Idy siap jumpa brooch bentuk kereta kuda zaman Cindelelah, and a peacock. Me? I bought something more like otromen punya butang beep2 yang kaler hijau tapi tukar kaler merah kalau otromen dah lemah. Tapi aku otromen kuat lagi sebab kaler hijau.

The more we dig the better it got

Tengah jakun korek2 pilih brooch

Tok Moh Zati

And most importantly I found the best vintage treasure ever ; A briefcase! I have always wanted a briefcase, I searched for it on the internet tapi tak jumpa yang cantik but this time around luck was on my side because I found this :

Hahh! A brown briefcase. There was another one which is wayyy prettier than this but tgh takde duit so yang ni pun jadi la since this is truly a super great bargain. I bought this for only, take a deep breath, jangan jeles, kalau sape nak boleh pegi beli kat City Plaza ok, RM30. Jyeahhh! Brand dia Rofina ape tah never heard before but who cares kan? Nak pakai Montblanc punya kepala hotak kau tak mampu kot aku kerja separuh mati 23 jam sehari selama 5 tahun baru dapat pakai kot haha. I love you City Plaza I'll def miss you once I leave this place for good. Too many good things happened here especially gaduh ngan bapok Res Ipsa. Tu nanti la cite. Nak ambik gambar ngan dia dulu baru boleh belog.

P.S. Rasa malu pulak nak bawak bag ni macam gelabah je tapi korang jangan kutuk eh senang ouhh bag ni semua boleh masuk tak payah bawak leceh2 bawak handbag

Bihun.. Bihun..

Since lately ni memang asyik lapar, so tadi pukul 11 lebih malam, pegi keluar cari makanan. Kedai makcik sedap lama tutup, tomyam tutup, oren tutup. Yasmeen je yang bukak. Yasmeen memang terkenal dengan ramai lelaki melepak sana pastu bangsa semua yang suka pandang2 macam orang tak pakai seluar je tah tak tau la kenapa. Lepas dah makan, nak balik, masuk keta, try nak start, tak boleh start.

Sumpah tak kelakar woi. Apa ni buat lawak malam2 tak kena tempat ni?

Try lagi 2 3 4 kali, takleh jugak. Orang keliling dah pandang. Tapi we were too scared nak keluar kereta so we called our guy friends. Ada yang masih boleh buat lawak dalam keadaan kritikal, ada yang serious, cemas, dan ada yang datang menghulurkan bantuan kecemasan.

Lama jugak tunggu diorang sampai, sementara tu I tried to start a few times jugak but still tak boleh. Sampai ada abang lepak tepi2 tu datang ketuk tingkap tanya kenapa, we just said kitorang tunggu kawan.

Kawan yang dimaksudkan pun sampai. 2 kereta ni datang nak tolong Bihun. Datang la sorang ni, Joe. Gaya macam real foreman padahal dia kawan kepada kawan je, but he did help a lot.

Si Joe pun try start kereta.

Terus boleh. TERUS BOLEH START. 

Woi lawak apa kau buat ni Bihun?? Kot ye pun nak rosak, rosak betul2 la. Kalau ye pun, biar la diorang tolak2 kau sikit ke baru boleh start. Ni skali try terus boleh, lawak sangat ke?? Malu guwa sebagai pemandu. Apa guwa nak explain kat diorang? Bengang la layan kerenah kau malas la. Lepas ni gi duduk bengkel la menyampah asyik takleh start je.

Yang Joe tu cakap head dah bocor, I don't know what the heck and where the heck is leaking. Head ke haid ke tah tak paham. Yang penting kena pergi service. Padahal sebelum balik uni dah service kot haprak punya orang tak check thoroughly.

Anyway, I thanked you guys already. But again, I'd like to thank you guys again and, truly I am so so so so sorry I didn't know things will turned out to be okay as soon as you guys arrived :((( To Sheng, thanks for your concern. To Poji, Ungku, Stobi, and Joe the Foreman, thank you so much. Semoga Allah balas jasa kamu semua. Good night.

Mungkin Bihun rosak sebab terlalu dasyat di-sabo hehh

P.S. Lepas ni sape cakap dia lapar lepas jam 11 malam, aku cungkil perut dia dengan ekzos Bihun, nak?

Rehal Kayu

Enam Tahun bukan tempoh saya berpacaran dengan mana-mena lelaki, no. Juga bukan tempoh saya berjaya tak makan nasi dalam tempoh enam tahun, juga no. Also, bukan umur anak saya masuk tadika, no no no.

This is enam tahun all about :

Okay gambar pertama menunjukkan ada tompok hitam di sebelah kiri rehal. Rasanya mungkin nak tulis nama kat situ pada mulanya tapi mungkin ada typo, tapi tak boleh nak undo atau liquid (masa enam tahun belum kenal erti liquid paper dan magik yang mampu liquid paper lakukan) atau tak boleh padam dengan eraser sebab si pandai yang berusia enam tahun ni tulis nama nak kekwat je pakai marker pen.

Jadi, apa yang si pandai enam tahun lakukan ialah - lorekkan seluruh bagahian yang typo itu supaya ia nampak seperti it meant to be like that, ya know. Seperti, seorang artis yang penuh elemen misteri dalam pembikinan hasil karya beliau di atas sebuah rehal kayu.

Gambar kedua pula menunjukkan bahawa si pandai enam tahun mengambil keputusan untuk masih menulis namanya di atas rehal kayu, cuma kali ini di sebelah belakang rehal, oh nampaknya sudah sedikit pudar di situ ya jadi tak berapa nak nampak tulisannya. Inilah yang dikatakan art.

Ia tertulis :

FARRAH EZZATY

 BINTI

MOHD RIDZWAN

 6 TAHUN

Haa siap nak bagitau orang umur dia berapa, zaman ni masih belum ada nombor kad matriks so tulis umur pun jadi lah heee.

Gambar ketiga, kaki rehal kayu patah :( Maka jadilah ia rehal kayu yang tempang.

Where Do I Begin

This is when I wore hijab to my lecturer's kenduri before she left for Makkah. I borrowed this hijab from a friend of mind because pathetically, I don't have any hijab in my wardrobe in uni then.

This is when I started to wear hijab officially, went to have seafood night with friends. I felt ahhh-mazing, to be honest. It felt so comfortable and, I don't know how to describe it but it just felt so right :)

On one night I went to dine at Secret Recipe randomly to celebrate my dear friend's success in love. Haha that sounds so weird :p

Eid ul-Adha :)

When this particular photo was taken, it has been 1 month and 4 days since I started wearing hijab :)

To Maysaa : Live Fashion / Love Music

Celebrating my dear friend's anniversary heheee

My girlfriend's boyfriend's birthday. I do not claim ownership over that pink BB. Haha I am still not an anti-social person. Soon, maybe?

Chee Meng day out with the lovelies <3

To OBB's preloved sale.

And my favourite photo of all is this one, because I look very much like Mama :))

P.S. Minta maaf, ini post paling vain pernah saya buat (kot). Janji tak buat lagi -___-

90 Days of Bliss

Let me recap how I started wearing hijab.

I woke up at 2/3 of a night and prayed, and I felt so sad inside, like there was something missing in my life, like there was a huge black hole in my stomach which I can't seemed to conceal with anything.

The next morning, I donned my hijab on and went out.

And it was all the power of The Almighty, Allah Ya Rabb, for He has open my heart and blessed me with one of the greatest thing I can ever ask for - His hidayah.

I still, however, fail to put forward in the best sentence that I can, to thank Allah. All I can hope for is that He knows what I'm thinking and how I'm feeling deep inside - and I know He knows. Because Allah is The All-Knowing.

And I will, at times, feel sad inside for I wonder how great Allah is and how can He chose me whereas there are millions of other slaves of Him whom he can grant His hidayah to. But again, that shows how great He is, right? All I can do is pray that I will have the strength to preserve this and protect my aurah as much as I can, though I know it is never easy to keep this up to the best and proper manner.

But I will try. And never will I take this opportunity for granted because I know there are others out there who are yearning for His hidayah.

Thank you Allah. I love you with all my heart ='))

La Ikro Ha Fiddin

Assalamu'alaikum & Hello fghens (friends with unknown ethnic slang hehe)!

This post will be in Malay, allow me. Thank you.

Sebentar tadi saya menonton TV dengan Mama, dengan gaya yang santai. Duduk macam takde tulang belakang sambil makan keropok. Heaven, kan kalau macam ni hari-hari. Tapi takleh, pening kpale terperap dalam rumah je. So anyway, tadi kami tengok satu cerita di channel Astro Prima.

Anda pernah ternampak iklannya di TV tak - La Ikro Ha Fiddin tajuknya.

Saya happy sebab dah few days tengok iklan dia and Mama selalu cakap "Macam best, nanti nak tengok". And usually, usually lah, kitorang akan ter-missed cerita yang macam best tu. Always like that. Haishh. But our luck, today we got to watch that drama on Astro Prima.

Pertama sekali, tolong maafkan saya sebab saya kurang arif dalam me-review movie atau drama. In fact, saya jarang sekali melakukan sedemikian. Mungkin kerana saya memang jarang dapat menonton movie-movie terbaru yang ditayangkan, atau memang saya bangsa orang yang hanya suka menonton, dan kemudiannya me-review bersama teman di dalam bilik kolej sambil berborak santai.

Ok back to the real deal.

Cerita ini mengisahkan tentang dua agama yang berbeza - Islam dan Kristian. Dan juga mempamerkan betapa kebaikan seseorang itu bukan dinilai dari agama yang dianutinya tetapi berdasarkan didikan yang diberikan kepadanya.

Nurlia ialah seorang graduan Al-Azhar dan Edward pula seorang doktor beragama Kristian.

Throughout this drama, saya dapat lihat bahawa betapa indahnya agama Islam itu, yang tentunya lengkap dan sempurna. Tetapi pada kebiasaannya, sering disalahertikan oleh bukan sahaja orang yang bukan beragama Islam tetapi juga orang yang beragama Islam itu sendiri.

Islam tidak menggunakan kekerasan. Islam mengajar kita untuk menjadi lembut dan berbuat baik kepada orang lain, tidak kira apa jua agama yang dianuti mereka.

Drama ni sangat sedih kerana Edward menempuhi kematian demi kematian dalam hidupnya, firstly bakal isteri dia mati kerana kemalangan right before mereka berkahwin, dan kemudian ibu bapa Edward mati juga kerana kemalangan. Being a Christian, Edward tetap berhati mulia. Sebagai seorang doktor di sebuah kampung yang kecil, Edward sangat komited dengan kerjanya dan tidak meletakkan agama sebagai penghalang untuk dia berbakti kepada orang-orang kampung. Bangsa juga bukan penghalang.

Manakala Nurlia pula merupakan satu-satunya anak kepada Tok Imam di kampung itu, dan cara dia menyampaikan dakwah kepada Edward adalah sangat casual dan yang penting, ia berjaya menusuk hati Edward dan menarik minat Edward untuk lebih mendalami agama Islam.

Edward kemudiannya telah memeluk Islam tanpa pengetahuan sesiapa kecuali Sister Maria iaitu seorang paderi yang rapat dengan Edward.

Edward sukakan Nurlia tetapi Nurlia enggan bersama dengan Edward atas sebab dia tidak mahu mengecewakan Edward kerana dia menghidapi  barah hati. Selepas Edward mengetahui tentang perkara ini, tidak lama kemudian dia mati dipukul oleh Samiri yang tergila-gilakan Nurlia tetapi menggunakan agama sebagai perisainya untuk membenci Edward, padahal agama Islam tidak pernah melarang kita untuk berbuat baik dan bergaul dengan orang yang berlainan agama.

Edward pergi meninggalkan 3 surat dimana dalam setiap surat untuk 3 orang yang berlainan, dia mendermakan mata, buah pinggang dan hatinya untuk 3 orang yang berbeza yang memberi impak yang sama dalam hidupnya, iaitu kemanusiaan dan cinta terhadap sesama manusia.

Edward dilahirkan sebagai seorang Kristian, dan pergi meninggalkan dunia sebagai seorang Islam, Daud.

Begitulah serba sedikit tentang cerita ini, what a lame review I just made -_____-

Anyway,

Tidak bersyukurkah kita dilahirkan sebagai seorang Islam, sedangkan orang luar yang bukan dilahirkan sebagai seorang Islam begitu tertarik dan ingin mendalami agama yang indah ini? That made me think while washing the dishes, that, how deep my knowledge about Islam is? Subhanallah.. Semakin saya tahu tentang Islam, semakin saya sedar bahawa betapa ceteknya pengetahuan saya tentang agama ini. Kadang-kadang saya terfikir, cukupkah hanya dengan solat 5 waktu dan menutup aurat? Mungkin tidak. It's more than just covering up and praying, yes? Correct me if I'm wrong tapi saya memang bukan orang yang paling arif dalam hal agama tapi saya sedang cuba untuk belajar. Jangan cakap saya poyo kerana ingin memanifestasi ilmu saya di blog, tidak, bukan itu tujuannya. Cuma saya berdoa agar kita semua dilimpahi hidayah oleh yang Maha Esa kerana untuk mendapat hidayah-Nya bukan mudah. Tetapi tidak mustahil.

La ikro ha fiddin - Tiada paksaan dalam Islam. Wallahu'alam.

If something is meant to go elsewhere, it will never come your way.

But if it is yours from destiny, from you it cannot flee.

A good man deserves a good woman, too, yes?

Hero

No matter what people say, despite the things that you did, you will always be my hero. The one who has been very proud of me, and still does.

Yesterday, today, tomorrow, and forever.

I love you. And I miss you so much.