YThursday, December 25, 2008' 6:22 AM
MERRY CHRISTMAS !
To those celebrating it .
i spent my December Holidays in a pathetic way .
Work , Work and Work !
i was like hoping that someone would ask me out .
Here come Ivy to the rescue .
Asking me out .
Together with Liping and selina .
i was somehow grateful to her for organising it .
Spend two days straight with them .
I must admit it was wonderful and fun
Though i was a bit lethargic most of the moment.
But at the same time it was quite pathetic.
You must be wondering why i said PATHETIC ?
Usually when the CLIQUES goes out .
There will be like more than four.
And now?
When one party took an initiative .
The other party should atleast respond.
To make things goes well.
It take two hand to clap .
But HECKS .
I totally gives up.
i gives you the best i had.
But you never seems to care.
when it come to an end.
you want me back.
i won't look back like i used to.
It's for the better for me.
YWednesday, December 10, 2008' 3:49 AM
Yeah.!
Finally watch this show ..
Ayat-Ayat cinta (Verse of Love)
Very touching uh.!!
Very touching uh.!!
Now i'm going to tell you more about the show ..
Ayat Ayat Cinta is a beautifully portrayed Islamic love story – a tale of a virtuous Muslim protagonist who overcomes all obstacles of life maintaining pure ideals.
Fahri bin Abdillah is a poor, intelligent student who wins a scholarship to complete his graduate degree at Egypt's esteemed Al Azhar University. Very disciplined and dedicated by nature, Fahri embraces his life in Cairo, completing his studies and translation of religious books with full enthusiasm, exactly according to pre-determined targets.
Only one goal is left unattempted: the pursuit of marriage.
For Fahri is innocent and pure, and doesn't believe in the concept of relationships prior to marriage. He is inarticulate and shy around women. All his life, only two women have been close to him – his mother and grandmother.
Life changes drastically in Egypt for he suddenly finds himself surrounded by four beautiful, distinctly different women.
Maria Girgis, a shy, open-minded Coptic neighbor who is attracted to the teachings of the Holy Quran, finds herself falling in love with Fahri (a fact she only reveals to her diary).
Nurul, a student at Al Azhar like Fahri, is the Muslim daughter of a renowned Indonesian cleric. Fahri feels unworthy of her and thus ignores his feelings for her, leaving her confused and guessing.
Noura, an abused Egyptian neighbor, develops strong romantic feelings for Fahri, who in turn simply sympathizes with her situation. His romantic rejection destroys her and eventually leads to a false accusation of rape.
Aisha, a German Turkish student in Cairo haunts Fahri with her beautiful eyes. Following an incident on the metro where Fahri defends her against narrow minded bigoted Muslims, both immediately develop feelings for each other.
As the story unravels, the protagonist makes the audience face the daunting decisions he himself faces, and forces us to marvel at his undying loyalty to the true ideals of Islam as he ultimately makes the choice of a lifetime
YMonday, December 8, 2008' 7:57 PM
I'm damn bored right now.!
For your info i'm in class right now ..
That's why i still have the time to blogged ..
I feel like going off now ..
The usual routine when i feel bored ..
But for some reason i cannot ..
Promises are made ..
And it's not meant to be broken ..
Am i right .?
(insert) a name ..
Somehow i feel like i'm the extra one OR odd one..
While they do their work ..
while i msn-ing away ..
I don't know why ..
When it come to communication..
i feel so SUCKY and Left out..
I also don't know what to do ..
Atleast if ZUL was here ..
i could atleast chat with him..
Now OMG.!!
Feel like going OFF luh .!!
Ok anyway ..
Have you all ever ..
look at the kinds of questions..
that you want to answer..
but haven’t been able to have answered it
we ask these questions..
because we want to know..
about the future..
and can hence be more ..
certain about the direction we are headed;
or do our questions
stem from a fear of not knowing;
or is it pure curiosity?
If asking questions imply a need to know
why do you think we often feel this need to know?
Why are we so fixated with answers?
