Itulah Abah saya.

Seperti yang telah dijangka, hero bagi kemenangan England ke atas Spain awal pagi tadi adalah dari player Chelsea. Tengok sahaja Frank Lampard yang memimpin skuadnya dengan begitu hebat, dan menjaringkan goal tunggal dalam perlawanan.

Apa? Kau ingat tu goal bodoh?

He arrived at the right time, at the right place. Defender yang tak mark dia tu lagi la bengap. Inilah bukti yang menunjukkan Lampard ni banyak experience kau tau. Dia boleh agak what to do next. Lain la macam Reina. Masuk-masuk je terus bolos. Tapi kita tak boleh salahkan Reina, sebab sebenarnya kita berterima kasih dekat dia, sebab bagi England menang. Terima kasih Reina!

Saya juga ingin mengucapkan terima kasih kepada Glen Johnson sebab tanduk bola bagi ka Villa, nasib baik kena tiang. Dan juga terima kasih kepada Downing kerana permainannya yang below par. Main busuk gila semalam. Kenapa terima kasih? Sebab mereka semua Liverpool. Torres keluar masuk Chelsea, sebab tak sanggup nak main dengan diorang la tu. ‘Hebat’ sangat. Paling hebat Reina lah. Siap cakap

“It is not always possible to play our way. It depends on the player and the team and depends on the philosophy you have. But not everyone can play as we do because no one has the quality of players we have.”

Yeah, because England managed to do the other way, WIN. Haha.

Dia jugak cakap,

“These players know how to win because they have won already in their club divisions.”

Itu barangkali merujuk kepada team-mates Spain dan England kot? Sebab dia Liverpool, team yang tak merasai kemenangan. Lain la kalau nak cerita pasal sejarah, baik amik Sejarah kat SPM. Takyah sibuk main BPL. Champions League pun tak masuk. Hahaha

Reina, Reina. Jangan risau, YNWA! Hahahahaha

Sekarang pakai pensil tekan kot? Eh boleh ke?

Semenjak dari dulu, memang aku ingat SPM ni everything lah. Kalau fail SPM ni, memang fail hidup. Which is, in a way, true. Janganlah sampai fail SPM, at least dpt D pun okay lagi. Tapi biar maksimum pun 1 je. The point is, korang usaha sebaiknya SPM ni, tapi apa pun yg terjadi nanti, cool dan rilex je. SPM takkan, I repeat, TAK AKAN menjamin kehidupan korang akan lebih selamat nanti. SPM hanya akan MEMBANTU menyelamatkan, bukan PASTI. Ya? Faham? Bagus.

“Gilalah kau ni asyrafbadhrul, cikgu aku cakap SPM ni penting!”

Yelah. Sapa kata tak penting, aku kata not everything. Bengap. Baca betul-betul. Kalau kau boleh skor, alhamdulillah, peluang kau cerah. Kau boleh apply JPA, MARA, Yayasan negeri kesayangan masing-masing dan berbagai lagi. Tapi kata la kau sekadar dapat A cukup-cukup makan, ibarat seperti UPSR dahulu, kau chill je. Doa banyak-banyak. Ada hikmah tu. Rilek je, gua cakap ni based on experience. Cewah skit. Ramai je member gua yang SPM so-so, tapi kat U memang tip top wa cakap. GPA sentiasa cool. Ada jugak yang SPM gempak gila, tapi bila kat U pun gempak. Eh jap, the point here is, kalau kau teruk SPM, tak semestinya kau akan teruk for your whole life. Get it? Peluang untuk sambung study tu ada di mana-mana je. Tak caya dengar dikir barat Raihan. “Ceruk tu ceruk ni hey nikmat Allah di mana mana!” Apa kau ingat peluang belajar tu bukan nikmat?

Ini gurauan semata-mata. Harap tuan haji tak masukkan saya dalam ISA ya.

Rezeki ni, Allah yang bagi. Bukan slip exam kau yang bagi. Faham?

Tapi jangan la lepas kau baca ni kau buat dunno je SPM kau, do your best dulu. Result, itu lain cerita.

So, ada apa dengan SPM? Well, it may be a start to something, but certainly not the end to everything.

p/s: Cara gua tulis post ni agak kasar. Sorry kalau terasa. Ni semua pengaruh sokernet la ni. Cis

Inilah suami beliau, Prof. Dr. Badhrulhisham b Abd Aziz

Anyway, beliaulah Pn. Noorzaimen binti Abd Kadir a.k.a Mak Cik Meen, Mak Long Meen, Kak Meen, dan nama famous beliau, Meen Kadir (Facebook). Ya, beliaulah ibu saya yang sangat saya sayangi. Entah macam mana nak hidup kalau beliau takde di sisi. Setiap hari kalau saya tak bersamanya, mesti saya teringat2 akan beliau. (Cewah, anak mak kata orang) Tapi kisah apa, at least saya teringatkan mak sendiri, the one who gave birth to me, raised me up until now, and loves me everyday. Daripada teringatkan awek mana entah yang baru kenal beberapa bulan. Ye dok?

Jadi secara jujurnya saya tidak ketahuan apakah lagi yang hendak ditulis.

Kepada mak yang baca ni, I just want to say
Otanjoubi Omedeto, Okaa-san! Sanah helwah ya Ummi! Happy Birthday my dearest mother! May Allah bless you everyday Sorry if Acap ada buat salah sepanjang bergelar anak mak (which is, forever la kan) Selamat Menyambut Hari Ulangtahun yang ke …. (Rahsia, mak saya muda lagi) Hadiah tunggu lepas exam eh

Birthday Woman! Pn. Noorzaimen bt Abd Kadir

(macam blog budak perempuan pun ada. Tapi as I said earlier, ada kisah?)

Oh btw, birthday beliau ialah 7 September haritu.

Kamilah family bahagia

Right, so I am supposed to post something about BERSIH 2.0 but I just couldn’t finish it. (I already have the draft of the post) And since there has been some changes in the past few days about the rally, I’m just gonna stop writing and wait until it’s over. Then only I will continue writing about it based on my observation of what will happen later.

As for now, I would like to state my opinion and stand in this matter. I know this contradicts to what I just stated above, since I am actually writing something about this, but this is different. The earlier draft is a whole lot different than this. This is just a short post about my believe regarding this matter. Since this topic is widely discussed all over the country, I can’t help but to think and ponder upon this matter seriously. I rarely take things seriously, so when I do, that means I’m very serious about it and yes, I am very concerned about this matter.

Looking at the objectives of the rally, I absolutely have nothing against it. A clean and fair election is what everyone wants (except for those greedy people who abuse their power for their own interest). Basically, I support the objectives of this rally. But then, there are a few things that I don’t agree with, which I cannot explain now for some reasons (sebenarnya malas nak tulis panjang2 sebab banyak jugak). For me, both parties made a few mistakes regarding the matter. Which I will also explain later (in my point of view, not necessarily right).

As for now, my stand is

I support the objectives of the rally, as it is indeed a basic human right to gather and voice out their concern and demands. But I think there are some other (and better) ways rather than ‘war’ against the Government and the police force. So basically, I support the objectives, but not the rally.

Rasa post kali ni macam tunggang terbalik. Entah apa. Sorry for wasting your time. Adios.

Habis.

Asyraf Badhrul : A Character Review

Problematic, that’s why they called me. All the teachers in my primary school used to complain about me to my parents. Lazy, always daydreaming in class, never finishing homework and stuff like that. Despite of all that, I didn’t give a damn. I didn’t care at all. I always thought that success will always follow me. It did, I was the only student to score 5 A’s UPSR at my school. I felt good about myself, and pretty confident that I will succeed in whatever I do. Of course, I was wrong.

In my teenage years, I was the ace in my class. I was the class representative, a prefect the next year, and always got the attention from my teachers. It gave me pride and confidence. It wasn’t until Form Three that I realised I am not as good as people say. I got 7A’s in my PMR, the worst record in my family. All my elder siblings got either 9A’s or 8A’s at the least. I even got C for Arabic. I panicked a little, but I assured myself that that was it. It’s just my luck, next time it will be better. I kept my faith that I am still the best and the results will take care of itself, regardless of my attitude and behaviour. I thought that my SPM would be a hit, yes it did actually, but in a different way. It’s not that I beat my 11A1’s sister’s record, I got the worst result in my family, again. With only 4A’s and B, C, and D, I cried like a child back then. I was frustated, devastated, and disgusted with myself. When I thought it was the end for me, it got worse. My applications to higher education institutions were all turned down. I didn’t receive any offer letter. Then only I realised that success is not something humans were born with. It is something we must sought after. Even if my dad is a Professor, my elder siblings got excellent grades and scores, all that got nothing to do with me if I want to succeed. I have to search and earn it myself . Thus, began my seven months of ‘soul searching’.

I made a drastic change, I chose to go to Ipoh, Perak to stay at a place where they offer STAM (Sijil Tinggi Agama Malaysia). Not for the sake of pursuing my study there, but to ‘revive’ myself with pious environment. It was then I started to realise what is the true aim of living, what I should do and how I should live my life. The ‘soul searching’ was a success. From a problematic, don’t-care-about-anything person, I’ve changed into a person who will really chase my dream and prove to myself and everyone else that I too can achieve something meaningful in life. That is why currently, I am studying in my favourite course, despite of all the challenges and negative perceptions. Simply because I believe, nothing can guarantee success but yourself.

For seventeen years, I was a static person. Then maybe I’ve changed at a point in my life and became a dynamic character. My SPM results really changed the way I am and made me more aware of the situation and reality.

Comel sungguh Aufa Najmi bin Afif. Macam Pak Tam beliau.

Bila sampai kat wad tu, Oppa tengah tidur. Alahai comelnya la kan budak ni. Time tu dah 6.30 p.m, visit hours ends at 7.p.m, so aku pun macam sedih tak dapat jumpa. Sambil2 tu jalan la pusing wad jap, tgok patient lain. Wad pediatrik ni ceria skit nak jalan2, takla serabut sangat, ada cartoon bagai. Then tak lama lepas tu, nurse datang check Oppa punya oxygen and dia pun terus bangun. So apa lagi, aku pun main la dengan Popo (nama gelaran yang aku bagi kat dia). And dia pun excited nak main dengan Pak Tam, yelah dah berapa hari masuk wad jumpe orang yang sama je. Dia sakit, tapi macam tak sakit, nyanyi, jerit ‘Ma’,jalan2 merata, pusing2 bilik TV and berbagai aksi yang comel dan kiut macam Pak Tam dia time kecik dulu2.

Aku happy tengok dia macam sihat, tp risau jugak la kan kot apa2 jadi. And bila tengok budak lain yang sakit jugak, aku pun rasa sedih. Bila tengok parents diorang, lagi sayu jadinya. Tengok abang n kakak ipar aku je sudah, diorang sayang betul kat Popo. Bila Popo sakit, mesti la sedih kan. Teringat cerita time abang Adam dulu kena ‘lenyek’ dengan tayar bas time darjah 1 (true story) sampai usus2 dia rosak. Waktu tu aku kecik lagi, and bukan puasa. Mak cerita, katanya, “waktu mak buka puasa tu, memang badan dah tak larat langsung. Selera nak makan dah takde. Makan rasa pasir je. Tengokkan Adam yang kecik lagi time tu, kesakitan” waktu mak citer ni aku dah berair je mata. Abang afif pulak diriwayatkan semasa itu sangat prihatin terhadap adik beliau and dia sanggup nak jaga si Adam. And waktu Adam form 5 ke form 4 ntah, dia mengadu yagn sakit perut time kitorang visit dia kat ITQAN dulu, and bila pergi check, rupa2nya usus dia terbelit sebab accident time darjah 1 tu dulu. And sekali lagi abg Afif terasa yang dia takleh buat apa2 untuk adik dia, just setakat boleh visit camtu je la kan.

Then it got me thinking, yang bila family members kita sakit, mesti rasa sedih. Mesti. Aku pun walaupun tak ingat, tapi bila mak n abang citer balik kisah2 ni, aku nangis. And I’m pretty sure that’s the feeling most parents will feel if their child is ‘sick’. Sakit kat sini maksud aku dari segi akhlak kita. Yes, that is also considered as a sickness. Gejala sosial yang berlaku sekarang ni berpunca dari hati2 yang sakit. So bila fikir balik, each time kita buat salah, each time kita berkelakuan yang tak sepatutnya, itu tandanya kita sakit. Kurang nutrisi2 Islam dan dijangkiti virus2 ideologi Syaitan, kan? So fikirah, parents kita tak sedih ke tengok anak dia macam tu? Perbuatan kita sekarang ni, kita nak ke anak2 kita buat benda yang sama? Tak nakkan? Semua nak anak jadi baik. So each time sebelum buat apa2, muhasabah diri balik.

Fikir

This is not how I want my children to be like, so why am I doing this?

Ok sekarang aku da taktau nak cakap apa. Tunggu je la post nanti. Maybe pasal UIA pindah. Jeng jeng jeng.

Ok,I’m writing something. It’s in the draft. Will post it soon. Or later. Maybe days. I’m busy. It’s not complete yet!!

What’s happening?

Ok now. What will I write?

*silence*

Ok,I will post something later. Just wait.