hafizbishak

worrying is like solving algebra by chewing gums. -kn

2008-03-09T15:50:00.007+08:00

Hey.. Congrats to my friends who'd done well for your As. To those who didn't really do particularly well, kudos to you, too, to have made this far. He always has different offerings to different individuals. Always remember that.

I understand that I haven't been updating this space since the rock-ages. But, I'll summarise my life in the academy and this far in a short sentence(s) k? In life, you tend to meet people; who'd become friends to you and those who just don't remember who you were in their lives. Nonetheless, I thank God that I knew several people (both of the past and recently) that I know I shouldn't feel pressurised by them.

Oh, and I just realised that I did not post anything up for the month of Feb. Lol, my bad. But yeah, I do miss blogging and stuffs. Just that nowadays time are really of the essence, man. Gotta utilise every second of it; spend time with parents and brothers, not forgetting friends out of HTA. Lol. Right now, I'm a ll' bit sadded. Hope, though, it won't affect my r'ship with the lovable Squad 3.

At this point in time, I gotta do several things which I do not have much time now

1) Update the sacred 'Police Pocket-book'

2) Iron my clothes (uniform, walk-out attire bla bla..)

3) Polish my boots

4) Update squad's attendance

5) and some more things.

Wee..till next time! Hell yea, I'm really missing blogging! Sigh.

0 day(s) left; Bye Bye home, Hello HTA!

2008-01-08T00:00:00.000+08:00

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Take care! (:

1 day left!

2008-01-07T15:22:00.000+08:00

Hah! Today's officially my last day as a civilian! Hahaha. So, I'll see you beautiful people around, yeah? You guys know how to reach me. So long! Take care and lotsa love from me.

Regards,
Hafiz Ishak

2 days left.

2008-01-06T17:40:00.001+08:00

Ola! Hah, had a great day yesterday when a friend had decided to "treat me to dinner" since he'd see less of me when I have enlisted into NS. Hahhaha, it was fun nevertheless; Mat! You and the rest did a great job lah! Hahaha. Funny people. (:

3 days left!

2008-01-05T12:33:00.000+08:00

Haha, yes! I am left with friggin' 3 days! Wooots. Hmm, I have quite a packed schedule today but I really hope to have lotsa rest before enlisting. Nothing beats not feeling all tired and exhausted on the morning of the 8th. Hah. Gotta get all geared up to serve the nation! *prays hard this enthusiasm won't die down that quickly*

4 days to go!

2008-01-04T10:54:00.000+08:00

Hey all! Amacam? Ada baik? Heh. Saya baik, Alhamdulillah..

Hmm, I was blog-hopping sometime ago and I read how some of my friends had summarised their year in a blog-post and it sure was pleasant to read how another person had gone through 2007. Personally, I do this kinda thing too but I just don't feel like doing so this year round. Hmm, no specific reasons, however. But we do had gone through similar phases of life last year, in one way or other.
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Right now, I don't quite have the time and will in future have even less time to update this blog. BUT! you can choose to update yourself on what I currently am doing by clicking on the words: Wanna know? Follow me on Twitter! that can be found on the sidebar of this blog, just below the tagboard. I'll post up mini messages as time goes by, so at the very least I'm not totally cut-off from my blog! And yes, I do have just 4 days left to live as a civilian before I begin to don on blue uniforms. HAH, and to Ramdan Jamaludin who would also enlist in the same day as me: GOOD LUCK TO YOU DUDE! Oh, I'm invited to your kenduri as well? That means there's food? Oh, lots of it?! Wahahha, I'm so gonna be there! But then, IPPT how leh? Hahhaha..

6 days; counting down.

2008-01-02T20:42:00.000+08:00

Hey ho the merry oh! How's everyone doing? And how's the new year been? Got any new resolutions? Or life's already been good even before the new year unfolds? Whatever it is, be happy always for life's good when you're happy!
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Yeah, I am left with 6 days before I pack up to live in HTA. Hahaha. I really do not know what to expect there, though, my friends who are currently serving in the Police tell me how their first 2 weeks have been. I did hear, too, that new Special Police Constables (that's what I am to be known, AKA Private/Recruit; apart from the well-known "mangkok") ought to feel lucky having trained at the current training ground. Well, many have said life back then at the Old Police Academy was worse in many aspects; amenities lacking, uncomfortable, and lots of sightings. Woots. Hah, I personally haven't seen one myself. So, I hope I won't see my first at HTA. Wee. Hmm, I wanna, too, wish the best of luck to those who have already been enlisted in to the Police, Army, Civil Defence, the Navy or the Air Force. Hope you guys will serve with pride, yeah?

Speaking of pride, or serving with pride..I'll continue later. Wee..

welcome, 2008! (:

2008-01-01T00:00:00.000+08:00

Yeah! HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE! Weee.. May this year be as good as the good ol' 2007, if not better!

On a different note: it's exactly a week to a 2-year stint at Police Academy, Home Team Academy.

Take care all, and have a great new year!

And to you, especially. (:

pre-2008, post-2007; part one

2007-12-31T17:03:00.000+08:00

Well, the year's coming to an end and to wrap things up, i wanna share with you a fictional (somewhat) story written by a teacher of mine. He has in a way or another shaped my life and several others' throughout the years he had taught us. Hmmm, this story which I mentioned as fictional, actually did happen in real life. Hah, and I was one of them who went through it. In fact, it happened many a time and this story just accounts one of them. So, enjoy reading it!
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Guruku – Ckg. Yazid b. Hussein

Semua kepala menunduk ke bawah. Menunduk seperti kepala dibebani dengan timbangan yang berat. Berat sehingga tak larat kepala untuk mengangkatnya. Kalau tak punya kekuatan leher, leher akan patah. Tentu setiap muka akan tersembah ke lantai. Lantai yang menjadi tempat untuk dipijak dan berjalan. Lantai-lantai ini juga tempat persinggahan ludah-ludah. Adakalanya terkumpul juga kahak. Kahak yang hijau. Lantai yang kotor dan berabuk.

Senyap. Sepi. Tak ada siapa yang berani mengeluarkan suara. Hendak membuka mulut pun takut. Kecut. Menjadi kecil macam tikus. Hanya bunyi jantung yang berdegup-degup. Kalau boleh dengar, tentu deras. Deras macam air terjun yang menjunam dari atas gunung. Semua terus membisu. Membisu seperti mulut telah dikunci. Dikunci rapat.

"Siapa yang tak baca Gema Gong dan Rebana Rodat?" Suara yang garang memecahkan kesepian. Rasa marah yang membuak-buak terjelma berserta dengan perasaan benci. Tapi bukan benci pada semua kepala yang menunduk itu tapi benci pada sikap yang terus menyala dalam setiap jasad mereka. Sikap yang telah menebal dalam dalam hati. Menebal sehingga menjadi sebati. Menjadi sebahagian darah daging. Tapi sayang, bukan sikap yang murni.

Semua kepala masih menunduk ke bawah. Masih menunduk seperti kepala tetap dibebani dengan timbangan yang berat. Seperti kepala dijadikan daripada batu. Batu yang berton-ton beratnya. Setiap muka masih memandang ke bawah. Memandang ke bawah seperti di lantai ada diletakkan peti televisyen LCD. Buat-buat khusyuk. Dan fikiran juga terbang ke dunia lain. Dunia yang lebih bererti dan manis lagi.

“Tik! Tik! Tik! Tik!” Setiap saat bergerak dengan pantas sekali. Makin cepat, makin baik. Kalau boleh setiap saat itu berputar dengan ligat. Pejam mata, masa dah tamat. Itulah yang diharapkan. Yang didoa-doakan.

Masih sepi. Setiap saat masih bergerak tapi meninggalkan masa yang berlalu. Dan masa yang berlalu tak akan kembali. Namun mereka tidak merasa rugi. Malah itulah yang diharap-harapkan sejak insan yang berada di depan mereka bersuara. Malah itulah yang dihajatkan mereka daripada berdepan dengan insan yang berada di depan mereka. Tetap diam, tetap membisu. Kalau boleh, pergerakan nafas pun hendak ditahan kerana tak mahu insan di depan mereka mendengarnya. Kalau didengari tentulah rahsia setiap jasad yang ada akan terbongkar.

"Macam harimau!" Bisik Shukri dalam hati kecilnya. Tak berani hendak bersuara. Hanya itu sahaja yang berani dilakukannya. Hakikat sebilangan manusia, berani dalam senyap. Berani di belakang sahaja, tapi untuk bertantang mata tentu tak berani.

Yang lain masih takut hendak memandang ke hadapan. Memandang muka yang sedang marah. Takut memandang muka yang sedang dirasuk syaitan. Lebih baik pandang ke lantai walaupun lantai itu kotor dan berhabuk. Lantai yang ada kesan tapak kaki dan bekas ludah. Lebih baik arahkan kepala ke arah lantai. Kalau dihalakan ke hala lain tentu ditemplek. Tentu diherdik. Lebih selamat pandang lantai.

"Siapa yang tak baca Gema Gong dan Rebana Rodat?" Suara yang bertanya itu semakin meninggi. Membara hatinya. Sakit hatinya kerana tak dijawab soalan yang ditanya. Soalan yang mudah yang tak dapat dijawab. Soalan yang hanya memerlukan jawapan “saya” saya. Tak ada suara yang mengatakan “saya”. Tak ada tangan yang diangkat. Semua kepala hanya memandang ke lantai. Semua tangan diletakkan riba sambil menggenggam jari-jari. Mulut dikatup rapat. Ada yang menarik nafas dengan deras, kembang-kecup hidung dibuatnya.

"Siapa yang tak baca?" Suara yang nyaring macam harimau itu terus bergema. Terus lantang. Seperti singa mendaulatkan kawasannya. Masih senyap. Masih sepi. Tak ada yang berani mengangkat muka ke atas. Tak berani hendak menjawab. Tak berani hendak mengangkat tangan kerana sudah jelas kesalahan. Cara terbaik hendak diam. Hanya membisu. Biarkan insan yang berada di depan mereka mengaum dengan lantang. Menjerit-jerit. Tak perlu pedulikan insan itu. Biar dia membebel-bebel hingga keluar air ludah. Tetap mereka diam dan membisu. Masuk telinga kanan, dan keluar telinga kiri. Lebih elok pandang lantai. Lantai yang kotor dan penuh abuk dan tapak kaki. Lantai tak akan membalas pandang.

"Nabilah, kenapa awak tak baca?" Tiba-tiba suara itu memanggil nama. Nabilah terkejut. Sejak dari tadi dia hanya memandang ke lantai sahaja seperti yang lain. Tapi sekarang dia perlu menjawab. Tak ada jalan keluar. Kalau ikutkan hati nak cakap "tak ada masa untuk baca". Tapi itu bukan jawapan. Itu hanya alasan. Alasan yang sangat dibenci oleh insan yang sedang berada di depannya. Insan yang sedang menggila dengan kemarahan. Insan yang dipanggilnya cikgu. Maha suci gelaran itu.

"Nabilah! Saya tanya dengan soalan yang mudah, dalam bahasa Melayu. Awak tak faham! Kenapa awak tak baca Gema Gong dan Rebana Rodat?" Suara itu meninggi lagi. Diselitkan unsur sindiran kerana sedang membuak marahnya. Yang lain masih memandang ke bawah. Memandang ke lantai dan berasa selamat buat seketika. Dua puluh satu jasad kesemuannya. Tapi satu pun tak berani memandang ke atas. Memandang ke arah tubuh insan yang bergelar cikgu.

"Saya terbaca salah Cikgu!" Jawab Nabilah dengan perlahan. Antara dengar atau tidak oleh insan di depannya itu bukan masalahnya. Yang penting dia sudah menjawabnya. Bebannya dah habis. Dah lenyap. Lenyap bersama jawapan yang diberikan. Rasa lega.

“Apa yang awak baca?” Celah insan itu ringkas.

Tak terduga Nabilah bahawa insan yang berada di depannya akan terus menanyakannya. Dalam otaknya terfikir cerpen-cerpen yang boleh digunakan sebagai bukti. Ada dua puluh tujuh buah cerpen dalam buku itu. Otaknya terngiang-ngiang mencari cerpen yang sesuai. Kalau salah beri bukti tentu dia sendiri akan masuk lubuk.

“Cerpen yang mana dalam buku Angin dari Gunung kamu baca?” Tegas insan sekali lagi apabila Nabilah tidak menjawab. Marahnya semakin membara. Kalau tak kerana menjaga adabnya sebagai cikgu, tentu sudah ditengking dan dikutuknya pelajar yang ada di depannya itu. Tapi sifat kasihannya masih ada. Dia tahu mereka sudah besar. Bukan budak-budak lagi. Dia tahu mereka tak suka dimarahi dan ditengking. Tentu jatuh air muka mereka. Dia tahu, kewujudannya di kalangan para pelajarnya itu sebagai pembimbing. Sebagai pembantu dan penasihat. Menjadi metovasi kepada mereka. Bukan sebagai singa lapar. Bukan sebagai penghukum.

“Saya baca Seorang Tua di Kaki Gunung!” Jawab Nabilah teragak-agak!

“Apa!” Terus insan yang berada di depannya mencelah. Dia tahu Seorang di Kaki Gunung adalah sebuah novel. Novel yang dihasilkan oleh Azizi Haji Abdullah. Bukan cerpen yang ada dalam kumpulan cerpen Angin dari Gunung.

“Salah! Salah!” Cepat-cepat Nabilah membetulkan kesilapannya. Ada yang tersenyum dan tersipu-sipu. Lucu. Cuba mengawal diri masing-masing. Ada yang tergerak-gerak badan. Tanda tak dapat mengawal diri. Tapi muka masih memandang lantai.

“Cerpen pasal dua orang yang cari rusa.” Jawapan Nabilah untuk membetulkan kesilapannya. Nabilah terus pandang ka bawah. Tentu kali ini dia akan terperangkap dengan jawapannya sendiri. Jawapan yang asal-boleh.

“Saya mahukan tajuk cerpen! Bukan apa yang ada dalam cerpen!” Tegas insan itu lagi.

Yang lain terus senyap. Mereka sudah terperangkap dengan helah masing-masing. Di otak setiap daripada mereka terngiang-ngiang siapa pula yang akan menjadi mangsa insan yang ada di depan mereka. Insan yang membuak perasaan marahnya. Ada yang terkumat-kamit mulutnya. Membaca sesuatu. Tentu membaca ayat-ayat menolak bala. Dan yang tahu jampi mentera, inilah masanya untuk digunakan. Mereka pasti menggunakannya untuk mengelak balak yang bergolek di depan.

“Jadi apa tajuknya?” Tambahnya sambil merenung tepat ke muka pelajarnya itu. Nabilah terus menunduk. Menunduk bukan tanda malu tapi takut dengan insan yang ada di depannya itu.

Nabilah merasa dirinya diperangkap dengan soalan yang bertalu-talu itu. Tak ada jalan keluar.

“Memburu cikgu!” Jawab Nabilah dengan nekad. Perlahan seakan-akan berbisik.

“Apa!”

“Memburu!” Ulangnya sekali lagi dengan kuat sedikit.

“Awak Shukri baca apa pulak?” Tanya Cikgu Yassir, mengalih sasarannya. Dia pasti Shukri juga tidak membaca cerpen yang akan dikaji pada itu. Cikgu Yassir sudah bersedia untuk melenting lagi. Sudah bersedia untuk menerkam mangsa yang lain. Bukannya apa, setiap kali disuruh membaca cerpen-cerpen yang hendak dikaji, pelajar-pelajarnya tak lakunya. Pelbagai alasan diberikan.

“Tersalah baca cikgu!”

“Buku tertinggal di kelas cikgu!”

“Saya baca sekerat saja cikgu!”

“Saya mangkir kelas minggu lepas cikgu!”

“Tak sempat baca cikgu! Ada CCA!”

“Latihan hoki saya sampai malam.”

Bosan dengan alasan-alasan yang diberikan. Alasan yang tidak sepatutnya dijadikan sandaran pengecualian daripada melaksanakan tanggungjawab sebagai seorang pelajar.

“Saya baca Putik Kasih Sudah Berkembang oleh Khadijah Hashim.” Tegas Shukri dengan bangga dan yakin. Bangga dan yakin kerana jawapan itu dianggapnya betul dan tepat.

Masih senyap. Masih membisu. Tapi kepala sudah mula berani diangkat ke atas. Sudah mula berani dihalakan ke hadapan. Ke hadapan memandang insan yang berada di depan mereka. Namun untuk bertentangan mata masih belum sanggup. Masih belum berani. Takut.

Semua percaya dengan apa yang dikatakan oleh Shukri. Tentu dia sudah membaca Putik Kasih Sudah Berkembang oleh Khadijah Hashim. Mereka yakin sepenuhnya. Shukri memang pelajar yang selalu mendapat markah yang baik di kalangan mereka. Tentu dia tidak buat silap.

“Tentu Shukri tak silap!” Bisik Hafizah dalam hatinya. Dia cuba mengawal dirinya. Cuba mengelakkan diri daripada tersenyum. Memang Hafizah murah dengan senyumannya. Sesiapa sahaja dihadiahkan senyumannya. Tidak kira berada di mana, sentiasa murah dengan senyumannya. Walaupun berada seorang diri.

“Awak pasti Khadijah Hashim yang tulis cerpen itu?” Tanya Cikgu Yassir sambil membulatkan matanya. Hendak menduga Shukri dan bukan mempersoalkan kesahihan pengakuannya itu.

“Betul cikgu! Khadijah Hashim yang tulis! Saya berani sumpah! Saya baca cerita tu! Pasal sepasang suami isteri yang pelihara kucing! Dan kucing tu selamatkan nyawa mereka” Tegas Shukri mempertahankan kebenarannya.

“Baik, sila buka halaman 285.” Seru Cikgu Yassir kepada semua pelajarnya. Sengaja hendak mengenakan Shukri.

“Siapa pengarang Putik Kasih Sudah Berkembang?” Tanya Cikgu Yassir kepada semua pelajarnya. Dua puluh satu orang semuanya.

“Zaharah Nawawi!” Jawab mereka serentak tapi perlahan. Malu sendiri kerana mudah mempercayai rakan.

“Bagaimana Shukri?” Usik Cikgu Yassir sambil mengenakan paku buah keras.

“Saya baca cikgu. Cuma salah pengarangnya!” Tegas Shukri, yang cuba membetulkan kesalahannya itu.“Saya percaya kamu. Tapi perlu berwaspada.” Kata Cikgu Yassir yang memandang ke arah muka Shukri. Menyindir dengan caranya yang tersendiri. Tak perlu menghantak meja dengan buku. Kenapa mesti merosakkan meja. Meja untuk menulis. Meja yang telah banyak berbakti. Kesian buku yang tak bersalah menjadi mangsa. Jadi tak perlu merosakkan buku. Buku yang banyak memberikan bakti kepada mereka yang menghargai nilai ilmu. Tak perlu juga menghentak meja dengan tangan. Hanya menyakitkan tangan sendiri sahaja. Lebih baik buat para pelajarnya berasa bersalah. Baru rasa puas hati dalam dirinya. Mata Cikgu Yassir merah. Para pelajar hanya mampu pandang ke lantai. Tak nampak mata Cikgu Yassir yang merah. Sengaja pandang ke lantai daripada memandang muka yang marah dan bengis itu.

Mata Cikgu Yassir memerhatikan setiap kepala yang memandang ke bawah itu. Sudah tiba buatnya mencari ‘mangsa’ yang lain.

"Azie!” Tiba-tiba kelantangan suara memecahkan kesunyian dalam bilik darjah itu. Bilik darjah yang berhawa dingin. Mereka beruntung mendapat bilik yang berhawa dingin untuk belajar. Bilik yang tertutup dan tidak terganggu dengan bunyi bising dan hiruk-pikuk kegiatan di luar. Bilik yang selesa untuk belajar.

“Azie!” Suara itu bergema lagi. Suara Cikgu Yassir yang memanggil pelajarnya yang duduk di bahagian belakang kelas. Tapi tiada jawapan.

“Azie!” Suara panggilan itu meninggi sedikit. Tiada jawapan yang keluar daripada pelajar yang dimaksudkan itu.

“Azie!” Suara bengis menggantikan suara nyaring Cikgu Yassir.

“Pssst! Azie, Cikgu panggil kau!” Kata Suhana yang duduk di sebelah kiri perlahan kepada Azie, sambil menyiku berkali-kali tangan Azie. Mata-mata yang lain hanya dapat menjerling perbuatan Suhana, pelajar yang berambut kerinting.

“Bukan akulah!” Jawab Azie perlahan sambil menundukkan kepalanya.

“Kaulah! Cikgu panggil kau!” Kata Suhana dengan pelak Jawanya yang pekat.

"Azie! Kenapa kamu senyap!" Bentak Cikgu Yassir dengan mukanya yang merah padam. Yang lain terkejut. Tapi tak keluar suara. Kerana terlalu takut. Suhana menyiku-nyiku lengan Azie. Azie membalas perbuatan Suhana itu.

“Azie!” Seru Cikgu Yassir.

Azie tetap senyap. Pelajar yang bertoncang dan bertubuh kecil serta pendiam itu tak berkata apa-apa. Mukanya merah. Merah sejak dari tadi apabila cikgu mula melenting. Melenting kepada semua pelajar di dalam kelasnya. Bukannya pasal tak ada mood. Atau ada masalah peribadi. Tapi melenting dengan sikap para pelajar yang masih dalam “dunia keselesaan” mereka.

“Psssst, jawablah!” Bisik Suhana yang dari tadi menyiku-nyiku lengan Azie.

“Aku tak baca! Tak tahu nak jawab!” Balas Azie perlahan. Terkomat-kamit mulutnya. Kepalanya masih tunduk.

“Jawab apa-apa je! Salah tak apa!” Bisik Suhana semula. Kali ini bisikannya kuat sedikit.

“Aku tak tahu nak cakap apa!” Kata Azie yang hampir menangis kerana dipaksa begitu. Jantungnya berdebar-debar. Tentu Cikgu Yassir akan memanggilnya lagi. Dan tentu suara Cikgu Yassir lebih kuat dan garang seperti harimau yang mengaum.

“Cepatlah jawab! Nanti satu kelas kena!” Celah Farhana dengan suara garaunya. Farhana yang duduk di sebelah kanan Azie menguis kakinya ke kaki Azie.

Azie tetap membisu. Kepalanya tetap menunduk, memandang lantai. Farhana menguis kaki Azie sekali lagi. Kali ini dengan kuat.

“Auuw!” Bunyi keluar dari mulut Azie. Bukan jawapan.

“Tentu kali ini aku kena. Tak ada jalan keluar. Baik jawab. Nead saja.” Kata Azie dalam hatinya. Dia tahu dia terpaksa menjawab, kalau tidak tentu semua yang ada akan menjadi mangsa insan yang berdiri di depan mereka. Nak tak nak soalan Cikgu Yassir wajib dijawab.

“Bunyi rebana ‘auuw, auuw, auuw, auuw’, cikgu.” Kata Azie seperti membisik sambil perlahan-lahan berdiri dan menolak kerusinya. Yang lain hanya cuba menahan rasa diri. Menahan diri daripada ketawa. Ada yang tergerak-gerak perut mereka. Cuba menahan ketawa.

“Kreaaaaaak!” Bunyi geselan kerusi dengan lantai simen.

“Dah berapa kali saya katakan, angkat kerusi bukan serek! Berat nah ke kerusi itu!” Celah Cikgu Yassir. Para pelajarnya tahu tabiat Cikgu Yassir. Kalau duduk mesti angkat kerusi bukan serek. Sudah banyak kali mereka didenda kerana lupa. Dah lazim dibuat hingga lupa. Kelaziman yang akhirnya menjadi norma dalam sifat mereka. Larangan Cikgu Yassir bersebab. Ada alasannya. Ada kelogikannya. Bila kerusi diserek tentulah mengeluarkan bunyi yang menikam telinga. Akan bengkok kaki kerusi. Rosak dan terkopak pula lantai simen.

Azie hanya mendiamkan diri saja. Dia tahu dia bersalah. Terlupa. Kerana dah menjadi darah daging.

“Awak tahu apa yang ditanya!” Sambung Cikgu Yassir lagi dengan membeliakkan matanya. Macam nak terkeluar biji matanya. Dapat dilihat urat-urat matanya.

Azie tahu itu bukan jawapan soalan yang ditanya oleh Cikgu Yassir. Malah jawapan yang diberikannya tiada kaitan langsung dengan soalan. Azie hanya memandang ke bawah saja. Tak ada cara lain.

"Adakah soalan saya ini payah sangat sehingga kamu tak faham!” Bentak Cikgu Yassir, tapi masih lagi menahan sabar. Sabar yang dianggap separuh daripada iman.

“Baik, biar saya cakap satu persatu! Sudahkah kamu membaca cerpen Gema Gong dan Rebana Rodat oleh Razak Mamat! Hari ini kita akan bincangkan cerpen itu! Kamu semua faham!” Sela Cikgu Yassir dengan menyebut setiap perkataan satu demi satu. Sengaja menyebut demikian untuk menyindir. Setiap kali sepatah kata disebut dimuncungkan bibirnya. Sengaja kerana ingin mengejek. Biarkan jika dimuncungkannya itu sama macam khinzir. Cikgu Yassir tak peduli. Kepala-kepala yang hanya menunduk. Tak berani ketawa. Tak berani keluarkan suara. Semua cuba menahan ketawa. Ada yang menahan senyum tapi tak berjaya. Cepat-cepat diletakkan tangan menutup mulut. Azie masih berdiri. Bebannya lebih berat. Setiap geraknya akan terlihat.

“Bagaimana kamu hendak lulus peperiksaan nanti!” Celah Cikgu Yassir.

“Kamu jangan hanya mengharapkan belas ikhsan daripada guru!” Tambah Cikgu Yassir. Tiada jawapan. Satu kelas senyap. Cikgu Yassir sudah mula berleter. Mereka tahu kalau Cikgu Yassir berleteh tentu bingit telinga mereka. Malah mengalahkan makcik-makcik di Geyland. Lebih baik buat hal yang lain; lebih baik berkhayal atau mengingat peristiwa lalu yang manis-manis. Tak perlu dengar, lagi pun sikap malas itu tak akan lenyap sekelip mata.

“Selagi amalan mim alif lum syim menjadi darah daging kamu, selagi itulah kamu akan gagal!” Herdik Cikgu Yassir. Dia tahu pelajar tak suka dia berleter. Tapi sebenarnya dia bukan berleter tapi menasihati para pelajarnya. Para pelajar perlu diberitahu selalu. Para pelajar perlu diletehkan selalu dengan nasihat. Jika tidak mereka mudah lupa. Mereka mudah terlena dengan ‘keselasaan’ dan sikap ‘tidak apa’ dan lewa. Biarkan mereka tak suka leterannya. Lama-lama mereka akan berubah kerana tak tahan dileter. Biarkan pelajar anggap dirinya sebagai ‘makcik tua’ atau ‘nenek’. Biar reputasinya sebagai seorang pendidik tercabar. Biar para pelajar membencinya. Yang penting para pelajarnya berubah. Dan akhirnya berjaya. Reputasi bukan sandaran buat dirinya, yang penting setiap pelajarnya ada masa depan. Cikgu Yassir mahu para pelajarnya menjadi ‘orang’.

“Ain!” Cikgu Yassir memanggil pelajar yang duduk di depannya. Ain terkejut kerana terlalu khusyuk berbisik-bisik dengan Muhammad walaupun menundukkan kepala.

“Kamu faham apa yang saya maksudkan?” Tanya Cikgu Yassir, hanya mahu menduga Ain. Pelajar yang sedang mengulang kerana gagal peperiksaan tahun lepas. Ain mengangguk-angguk kepalanya. Mengangguk hanya sebagai syarat sahaja. Cikgu Yassir tahu Ain sedikit pun tak memberikan perhatian apa yang dikatakan tadi.

“Baik! Kenapa Awang mengambil keputusan hendak meninggalkan Julia?” Tanya Cikgu Yassir, bukan hendak menduga Ain tapi untuk mengenakannya. Dia tahu Ain tak akan tahu watak-watak yang ada di dalam cerpen itu. Dia pasti Ain tak akan baca. Bukan tak ada masa, tapi akibat ‘sikap’. Ain tidak menjawab. Senyap. Masih lagi duduk di kerusinya. Matanya menjerling Muhammad. Muhammad hanya menunduk ke lantai. Tangannya diletakkan di atas meja.

“Berdiri!” Seru Cikgu Yassir dengan nyaring dan tegas. Lagak sarjan major ketika memberikan arahan ketika berbaris. Sepantas kilat Ain berdiri. Macam askar yang diberikan arahan. Tapi sempat mengangkat kerusinya ke belakang. Senyap. Tak mahu Cikgu Yassir melenting lagi pasal seret kerusi.

“Diana!” Cikgu Yassir memanggil pelajar yang bermata sepet itu. Dengan segera Diana bingkas berdiri tanpa diarah. Kerusinya diangkat sama ketika berdiri. Lalu kerusi itu terlanggar peha Nadia, yang duduk di sebelah kirinya. Kelihatan Nadia cuba manahan sakit. Yang lain hanya cuba menahan daripada ketawa dengan memandang ke arah lantai.

“Siapa kawan Awang yang sama-sama bekerja di Kuala Lumpur?” Tanya Cikgu Yassir.

“Tahar!” Celah Suhana dengan yakin.

“Awak Diana ke? Tak tahu saya bahawa Diana berambut kerinting!” Kata Cikgu Yassir menyindir. Terkena Suhana dengan sindiran Cikgu Yassir. Dia malu. Sepatutnya dia berfikir sebelum menjawab. Sekarang dia sudah mendukung biawak hidup. Jawapan yang diberikan merupakan beban. Beban yang diletakkan di bahunya sendiri. Dia yang mencari susah sendiri. Sekarang dia memerankap dirinya sendiri.

“Baiklah, memandangkan awak bersungguh-sungguh hendak menjawab, saya tidak akan mengecewakan awak!” Kata Cikgu Yassir dengan bersahaja. Para pelajar lain hanya tersenyum. Senyum dalam menunduk. Mereka sudah masak benar dengan perangai Cikgu Yassir. Sudah dua tahun mereka mendapat Cikgu Yassir sebagai guru sastera Melayu mereka. Pada mereka dua tahun merupakan satu jangka masa yang panjang. Sebenarnya, bukan mereka tak suka cara Cikgu Yassir mengajar, hanya rasa tertekan sahaja. Tertekan kerana selalu ditanya dengan pelbagai soalan rangsangan. Bagi mereka yang sudah membaca bahan-bahan yang disuruh tak ada masalah. Mudah dijawab soalan-soalan itu. Tapi bagi mereka yang tak baca atau malas, terpaksa mencari alasan awal-awal. Terpaksa menikam jawapan saja. Terpaksa hadapi leteran Cikgu Yassir.

“Cerpen Gema Gong dan Rebana Rodat mengkritik segelintir masyarakat yang memandang rendah terhadap golongan janda. Setujukah kamu dengan pandangan ini?” Tanya Cikgu Yassir kepada Suhana. Sengaja menggunakan ayat yang berbentuk soalan peperiksaan untuk menduga pelajar yang berambut kerinting itu.

Suhana cuba menjawab, tapi mulutnya terasa kaku seperti dikunci rapat. Tak terkeluar kata-kata yang hendak diluahkannya.

“Kenapa senyap! Tadi saya panggil Diana tapi kamu yang jawab. Sekarang jawablah. Saya berikan peluang. Janganlah malu.” Kata Cikgu Yassir, mengusik.

Senyap juga. Mulut masih terkatup rapat.

“Sila Suhana, sila jawab soalan saya. Tadi beriya-iya benar kamu hendak jawab!” Makin pedas kata-kata Cikgu Yassir. Bukannya mengada-ngada tapi hanya mahu mengenakan pelajarnya. Mata yang lain hanya dapat memerhatikan saja. Tak berani menolong. Mereka tak berani menggantikan Suhana. Biar Suhana sahaja yang merasakan beban itu seorang diri.

“Kamu semua lihat sendiri! Berapa ramai yang sudah membaca cerpen Gema Gong dan Rebana Rodat! Hanya Shahani dan Hafeez saja. Yang lain tidak peduli langsung.” Kata Cikgu Yassir dengan bersungguh-sungguh. Senyap. Para pelajar hanya menunduk ke lantai. Tak berani memandang insan yang sedang berdiri di depan mereka.

“Bukan saya hendak mengata atau hendak marah kamu setiap kali ada kelas. Tapi sampai bila kita hendak mengikut sikap yang merugikan ini! Memang benar masyarakat kita sudah maju dan sudah berani bersaing. Tapi berapa jumlahnya. Kamulah yang patut menjadi penyambungnya.” Cikgu Yassir mula memberikan khutbahnya. Senyap. Tak ada yang berani bersuara.

“Mana tanggungjawab kamu semua sebagai pelajar? Mana cita-cita kamu untuk berjaya?” Cikgu Yassir mempersoalkan sikap para pelajarnya. Para pelajarnya senyap. Membisu.

"Ini bukan pertama kali perkara ini berlaku. Sampai bila kamu semua hendak amalkan sikap yang merugikan ini. Kita tidak boleh terus-menerus amalkan sikap begini. Sepanjang masa mengharapkan ikhsan daripada guru.” Sindir Cikgu Yassir.

“Kamu mempunyai tanggungjawab. Saya juga mempunyai tanggungjawab. Sehubungan itu, kita sama-sama mempunyai tanggungjawab. Kamu sebagai pelajar mempunyai amanah. Amanah yang diberikan oleh ibu bapa. Amanah untuk belajar bersungguh-sungguh dan mencapai yang terbaik, agar kamu semua mempunyai masa depan yang gemilang. Kamu semua diamanahkan menjadi orang. Menjadi orang yang gemilang. Melayu gemilang. Saya juga mempunyai amanah. Amanah yang diberikan oleh setiap ibu bapa kamu. Ibu bapa kamu memberi kepercayaan mereka kepada saya. Saya genggam kepercayaan itu. Saya jalankan amanah itu. Sepatutnya kamu juga begitu. Tidak boleh ambil lewa dan hidup dalam ruang ‘keselesaan’ saja.” Cikgu Yassir terus meluahkan perasaannya. Dia tahu para pelajarnya tak suka dileter. Tapi dia perlu betulkan sikap para pelajarnya.

“Semua ini terpulang kepada kamu semua. Saya akan terus menjalankan kewajipan saya, mengenggam amanah ibu bapa kamu. Saya tidak akan mengalah.” Kata Cikgu Yassir secara terung terang dengan bersemangat. Kelihatan air mukanya bersinar walaupun tidak menguntumkan senyuman. Di kelopak matanya kelihatan berair. Dia tahu, dia tak boleh menyerah kalah dan makan gaji buta sahaja. Semua anak didiknya perlu dilentur, perlu ditunjukkan jalan dan perlu dibimbing walaupun mereka membencinya. Kegagalan setiap pelajar adalah kegagalannya. Niat Cikgu Yassir suci.
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feelings are unpredictable, don't ya all think?

2007-12-27T21:17:00.000+08:00

The year's ending in just a few days' time. BE sure to treasure these last few days for they won't be there again for us. (:

I’d like to say a few things here. Well, in view of the fact that 2007 is drawing its curtains and I would like to say that this year has seen many new experiences happening in my life. I am not the sort to ponder over my past and brood over it, but I do admit that what’s happened in the past are ought to be taken as lessons learnt. This year alone, I have gone through many happy and sad phases in life, and some might have been due to my own mistakes and the rest might have been fated to be. I became the bad kid I was never in my entire life and in this year, I was. I deeply regretted my actions that till now I would deem as selfish and egoistic. I lost the faith others used to have in me, I lost ties which didn’t take me just overnight to build, and most importantly, I lost the person I used to be. As much as I say I have long decided to change for the better and have already worked on it, I have seldom let my angst and irrationality to get the better of me. Though I can’t recall every second of this year, I would say I love the ending much better than the bulk of the rest that comes before it. And it’s ‘because I found you. (:

As the year closes its chapter, ask ourselves these: what have I achieved up to this point in time? Have I been grasping the opportunities as they come by? Or have I let them slip by.

Feelings; emotional or moral sensitivity. We feel towards anything that relates to us, or touches our heart. I have in many cases been in situations that matter the heart. Having in it and falling out of it, more than once. Oh, you get what I mean. Hah. Once I read, or did I hear: if you get the chance to be in love, cherish and treasure every single moment of it, for you’ll never guess when you’ll fall out of it. Love is not quite everlasting; rather it is more of ever-changing. You need to know what’s in store for you when you’re in love. What has been going on, or the way you are might just be totally redundant for it’s no longer be just about yourself; you’ve another being sharing your life with you. Sometimes, you are overwhelmed by your feelings that you forget that the world can’t really revolve around just love; or Africans won’t be starving, still, at this point in time. We need to realize that we were once out of love, having our own lives and jobs, so do not forsake those for love. Remember: if you can’t love yourself, try not to hurt others by loving them. It doesn’t work that way.

By the way, I just realized something really heart-wrenching – my blog appears ugly on Internet Explorer! Hahahaha, I’m using and created it on Mozilla Firefox, that’s why. So, I did not deliberately create the layout as such seen on IE, k? It actually looks beautiful. Really, you can ask those using Firefox. Wee.. anyways, there’ll be a end-of-year post coming up real soon.

Toodles! (:

santa's not coming to town; i am. wweeee..

2007-12-25T11:26:00.000+08:00

HAHAHA! HO! HO! HO! MERRRY CHRRRISTTMAAAS! (:

MERRY CHRISTMAS, AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR!

2007-12-25T01:20:00.000+08:00

Yeah, man. Today is Tuesday the 25th, 2007, it’s Christmas Day *MERRY CHRISTMAS!* and in exactly 2 weeks, I’ll begin to serve the nation already. Hah. For those who have yet to know what I’ve gotten for NS; I got into Police. HAH. There are a few things which I gotta get ready; physically and mentally as well as materially alike. I gotta make sure that I condition myself so my body won’t find it hard to adapt to the trainings there and fall sick in the first week. Hahahaha. Umm, mentally, what else right? Haha. Materially, gotta get that cutesy shower foam and shampoo so I’d still feel fresh and in hygiene though after taxing trainings. Yup. Time really flies, and I would say I’d love it more if I were to have more than a month before enlisting in. I was initially thinking of working whilst the wait to get into NS work at retailers, or take up the job offer by my uncle to work at ICA, or do relief teaching as of 2008. HAH sadly, one month isn’t enough for all that. Oh and I have many things that I wanna achieve, or get a hold of, during or after NS. Hopefully I’ll get to at least start on one or all right after NS’ done or better still, NS will be the stepping stone for me to achieve those. Wee.

Right. Good night, and have a great Christmas to those celebrating it and to those who wants to celebrate it. (:

*sings*

Christmas, Christmas time is near
Time for toys and time for cheer
We've been good, but we can't last
Hurry Christmas, hurry fast
Want a plane that loops the loop
Me, I want a hula hoop
We can hardly stand the wait
Please Christmas, don't be late.

- The Chipmunk Song (Christmas Don't Be Late)

haha, funny is it?

2007-12-23T21:02:00.000+08:00

You know what? It sucks to have someone to repeat the same old things to you over and over again, for 10 plus years. What could’ve been worse? There’s someone else who probably needs the nags and repetitions more than I do. What could’ve solved it all? No, not fairness or equality that I’m after. That someone else is a whole lot younger than I am. Ever heard of the saying: if you wanna nurture someone, start early? Don‘t bother nurturing me when the younger one isn’t already nurtured. It’s a whole different story if I’m the only child and there’s no one else to educate etc; you cannot be blamed if you repeat yourself so many times to me. It’s okay if you love him more than me. That’s perfectly fine and normal, you see; it’d obviously be absurd if I want you to hate him. If you think by letting everyone knows that you’re dealing with me helps, it totally doesn’t. That is what irks me, too. I’m rational, considerate, and logical, if only your aim is to solve problems, discreetly. You had your hopes high, on me. It’s okay if you have it on someone else now. Well, that is what life is all about; like a wheel having its ups and downs. It’s time for me to be at the other side of the wheel. More like the opposite side. Hah.

No, this isn’t all about nags. But appropriate nags for appropriate people. But then again, since when people find nags appropriate? Pffffffffttt.

hafiz ishak photography

2007-12-22T13:17:00.000+08:00

So, peeps. This is my 4th post in a day. Hahahaha. But I just wanna self-promote k. I'm still a learner in this line, won't even consider myself an amateur. Perhaps, if you know any professional photographer who might need a freelance 2nd photographer or helper, do let me know alright? I'd work for experience sake, at the very least. Nonetheless, I'm seriously hoping to make this turn out proper one fine day. So, your prayers could come in handy. Still remember the hotline? 1900-pray-4-hfz; keep the calls coming in, yaw! (:

I'll try to post here the charges and all. I hope to make this blog a venue or the window to Hafiz Ishak Photography. (:

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Remember a friend of mine who does event cards designing? Yeah, man. He's doing great, okay? Ever since he did wedding cards for a local artiste, his business starts to flourish. Cheers to him. Actually, I'm tying up with him too, in a way, in this wedding services line. But this far, we haven't gotten any jobs that hires us both at the same time. Perhaps, Insya-Allah, in the future. Soon, the both of us will be in NS, just that he's already serving cow years ago. Hahaha. So, I'd only be free on weekends. And weekends are when people get married. Hmmm. Hah. So here's his URL again - designed-ahmadusshafa, he's on my friends' list too. The reason that he's top on the list is just 'cause his name starts with the letter "A" okay. Hahaha.

Cheers. (:

help meeeee!

2007-12-22T13:11:00.000+08:00

Hahaha! Yeah, man! Help me with this!

I'm thinking of switching the blog's name to another. But I seriously don't know what to put it as. So I need your heeeelpp! ):

Preference of Mozilla Firefox over Internet Explorer

2007-12-22T11:26:00.000+08:00

My 2^nd post for the day! (:

As you can comprehend from my post title, yes, I’m gonna talk about another open source software and IT’S FREE! Oh, you already knew? And you already downloaded it?! Great. Then, I shall move on. Hah. You can choose to click on the button situated at the top-right hand corner of the screen. Eh, don’t like this ah. Read, ok? Hee.

Yeah, Mozilla Firefox is the in thing at the moment, in relation to web browsing, at least. Since the release last year of Mozilla Firefox 1.5, Firefox has been steadily eroding Internet Explorer's claim of superiority. Why choose Mozzie Foxy over the good-old Internet Explorer? By the way, the name Mozzie Foxy has happily been made up by yours truly ok. (: Oh, yes. It’s been crowned as the best browser in a FORBES 2004 commentary piece, and PC World named it the “product of the year” in 2005 on their “100 Best Products of 2005” list. After the release of Firefox 2 and Internet Explorer 7 in 2006, PC World reviewed both and declared that Firefox was the better browser. Which? Magazine named Firefox its Best Buy web browser. Its load-up speed or launching speed might not match that of Internet Explorer, but what else can appeal more than fast, and efficient web browsing as opposed to having pop-ups from spywares and what nots? Thanks to the new fast backwards-and-forwards (FastBack) feature. Hah. You might say – oh, that’s easy to solve. You can download free anti-spyware software online. What I’m talking about here is, surfing the web without pop-ups! So, no pop-ups/ spywares = no need of anti-spyware softwares! Woohoo! What else? Features included with Firefox are tabbed browsing, spell checker, incremental find, live bookmarking, an integrated download manager, and a search system that includes Google.

What do you have to lose? I’m speaking from experience. I’m not some tech-expert what more IT-savvy but I do like it better if I can do work online, doing research smoothly and that’s probably because I’m just lazy to download the thousands of anti-spyware software there are online; it’s just so much of a hassle!

So, what are you waiting for? Click here to download Mozilla Firefox Web Browser! Have fun surfing the web, the Foxxy way! (:

AHHA! I'm back! (:

2007-12-22T10:45:00.000+08:00

Hey ho! So, where have I been you may ask – worry not, never far! I did intend to go on a hiatus from the blog-world, which you know I already did, and it was not supposed to last this long actually. Hah. So, what happened? I lost my blog template. To make things worse than it already is, I was too lazy to look for it/ another template. Weee.. oh, come on.. I’m like rotting at home, doing nothing other than house work. Apart from that, I’d be out jogging around my estate or to other connecting estates. Hee. Well, this hiatus has given me a couple of chances indirectly; such as spending more time with my family and friends, hence less time spent on blogging. Hah, excuses! Hahah.

So, here are the long-due updates on my life, okay! It’d be in chronological order, and in order of appearance in my mind. Wee. I have to reiterate that I’ve got a goldfish’s memory but I’m gonna try to remember the details, alright! (:

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Sometime in mid-November Hah.

See, I’ve told you! I can’t remember dates. Shucks. Oops, hehe. No, no you won’t get on this one. Well, anyway, getting on. Oh! Then was when my A Levels officially ended. Hahaha. Oh, man. It was the greatest feeling an A Level student could ever wanna feel. Not because we’ve had enough of studying, tests, and exams etc. Maybe, yes. But contrarily, FREEDOM is ours alas! (: So, congrats to you, comrades. My last paper was Art & Design ah. I’d say I’m sorta positive on the outcome, but can’t be over-confident nonetheless. Anyhow, efforts have been put in; same goes to my friends, so all we can afford to do now is pray. Yes, pray. Really, and seriously. Hah. But let us all not forget the good and bad times we went through in school; the times spent with friends. Without friends, it could’ve been hard to pull through 3 years of school. Well, right in the midst of my As, I had been paid to do photography-cover a birthday party which the event was a great one, but well..people have different wants, needs and expectations. So, I’m just glad that it was a good lesson learnt.

Sometime in early-December. Hahaha.

Pardon me, my friends. I promise you I’ll put up the exact dates when I do remember them, ok! (:

As most of you would’ve already known; I’m gonna be enlisted on the 8th of January 2008 and then it was somewhat a month more only. In spite of that, I really wanted to look for a job to kill time. Hah. Oh, I went to several retailers with a Javanese friend, Muhammad, vying for the retail assistant position. Wahahah. Pathetic, but okay what. Wee..we haven’t gotten any till now. Hahaha. We tried Calvin Klein, Ted Baker, and one more. Some were promising, the others were merely tryouts of our luck. In the end, nothing gained. :b

So, I was thinking perhaps I should just stay home and spend lotsa time with my family, bearing in mind most of my time next year will be fruitfully spent in HTA. Yessa! Can’t wait, come to think of it. Haha. I used to think that life in NS won’t mean a thing back then in secondary school. It was just another phase to go through. But I’m kinda late for NS, you see, and friends who’re currently serving tell me that it’s quite a fun place to be at; with people who are perfectly random in various areas. Hah. It’s time to break the ice, social barriers, bubbles (to be burst) etc.. Yeaah!

Currently; 22nd December 2007

HAHA, so fast jump ah! Ya lar, I cannot remember what. Eh, you think what! It’s a Saturday morning, okay! I haven’t had breakfast also, okay! Wah, so fierce. Of course! Later going into Police what! Cannot be sissy one, I tell you. You sissy ah, you die inside one. Must be KONG!

~ and Ah Beng leaves the room. *applaudes*

Wah I sounded like I was going to serve a term in jail than I was to serve NS. Mwahahaha.

The plan for today is nothing. Except that I’m gonna spend the night over at a friend’s. Haha. This is just the 2nd friend’s house ah. But the first at his. Woooots!

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“ I felt lost, as if I don’t belong anywhere. But I never let go of the feeling deep inside me that only time will tell. That feeling can easily transform into faith in God; only He knows what’s in store for us in life. I’d choose it to be transformed, for I didn’t have the chance to before. It’s time. Perhaps the weight on my shoulders has long been taken off them, I can choose to love or hate that. But my choice isn’t the matter now. It has never been. If you think all’s that you’ve done seem to go down the drain, and that you don’t seem to know where to move on from, it might be that God wants no more barriers between you and Him. He wants direct repentance, undying faith from you. It means He still loves you. ”

sunday..oh, sunday...

2007-11-25T12:22:00.000+08:00

Yello Hello people. Hah.

So it's a Sunday today. For me, it's 2 more days to freedom. Well, you say that again. Wee..! But then again, will that day totally cut off our relationship with the teachers or even our friends? I would say the ending has been quite a drastic one where all of us sat for our respective A Level exams and not everyone takes what everyone else does. SO that is already end of school for some. In fact, I haven't met my friends who don't take the subjects I take simply 'cause we don't see each other on our own papers. On a lighter note, we can always meet up and the best-est thing is, we can meet up so often without worrying about school work which is ever yet to be completed, or tests we would to study for. Woo!

I feel that many of us started out thinking that the A Levels is just like our secondary school days, where we learn new subjects and topics, going all ga-ga when tests draw near, going mad when exams come. Haha. Least did we realise, and I do not blame it for happening, that we are all fortunate beings for we are studying what people/ our forefathers in the past see as a privelige only to those filthy rich people. I must admit I am one of these people. Heh heh. Just look at the subjects we all take: English Literature (elementary, mr watson.. *in old london english*), Economics (wah so cheem), Human and Physical Geography (Human? Geography (Land?)) , Maths of all kinds (haha), Management of Business (how wonderful!), Science across the spectrum, Art and Design, blah blah.. So the list goes on you say. How priveleged we are. So feel priveleged and not squander your knowledge. Yeah it's already too late; the As will be over soon. But you are learned no matter what k. It's like riding a bike, once you've mastered it, it stays on, till you are a crippled (for riding a bike that is).

So people, the As are/ will be over real soon. To be exact, in just a week's time everything will end. Hmmm so what are your plans? Whatever they may be, never forget what the teachers have taught you. Both curricular wise or mere advise and insights alike; they are good alright? In Islam we believe that the our teachers come right after out parents in terms of hierarchy of respect. I suppose every other religion sees teachers as divine beings 'cause they are equipped to teach, to impart knowledge. Hope we won't forget their deeds no matter the attitude of your teachers. If you did learn something new, you are indebted already. Heh.

For those who've already completed this marathon, I congratulate you for having come this far and for those who are still on it, like me!, you will too be able to scream "Freedom!!!" soon enough! Weee... As for the guys, freedom is yours for while it lasts. Heh. When you're enlisted, that's it! Hahahhahaha.

Yup. Oh I wanna feature as well a friend who designs cards for all occasions: weddings, engagements, birthdays, new haircut etc.

designed-ahmadusshafa

He does photo editing as well ok. Heh. Oh yeah he recently clinched a multi-million dollar deal with a MediaCorp artiste where he's gonna design her wedding cards. So he's making it big soon. Wooo..

OK that's all for now. (:

i was tagged!

2007-11-16T14:38:00.000+08:00

So yeah, I was tagged, by Siti Fatimah Bte Mustaffa, Teban Gardens. I know the place shown when you click is Teban Gardens Food Centre - that's where she lives at ah k. Hahahhaha. And so being the nice friend I am, I shall follow the rules set. And if you're to be tagged in future and wonder what the rules are, just hover (your cursor. don't try to be funny and lay your monitor on the floor and hover over it literally) the word "rules" in the previous sentence and I'll bring you to Siti's blog page. Lazy ah wanna post here. Mwahahhaha..

So yup. Here goes..

Eh I'll be back k. Stomach upset.

have you been hugged of late?

2007-11-08T00:32:00.000+08:00

We need 4 hugs a day for survival. We need 8 hugs a day for maintenance. We need 12 hugs a day for growth—Virginia Satir, family therapist

Hugs are loaded with benefits. "Hugging is healthy: it helps our body's immune system, it keeps you healthier, it cures depression, it reduces stress, it induces sleep, it's invigorating, it's rejuvenating, it has no unpleasant side effects, and hugging is nothing less than a miracle drug." (Author unknown, from Adventures With Personology)

Hugs certainly feel good, both on the giving and receiving end, and it turns out their effects are more than skin deep; a study found that hugs increase the "bonding" hormone oxytocin and decrease the risk of heart disease.

In fact, when couples hugged for 20 seconds, their levels of oxytocin, released during childbirth and breastfeeding, increased. Those in loving relationships had the highest increases.

Gotta go! Got a hug-date. Hahhaha.

you guys should watch this!

2007-11-05T20:16:00.000+08:00

long-due post! wooooottt! hahah

2007-11-03T14:02:00.000+08:00

Hello all!

Good day !!; Simplified English
早晨好!; -- Simplified Chinese
goede dag!; -- Simplified Dutch
bonjour !; Simplified French
guten Tag!; Simplified German
καλή ημέρα!; Simplified Greek
buon giorno!; Simplified Italian
よい日!; Simplified Japanese
좋은 날!; Simplified Korean
bom dia!; Simplified Portuguese (this means “detonate him!!” in Malay. Haahha!)
хороший день!; Simplified Russian
¡buonas díaz! Simplified Spanish

Haha. So how is everyone? I’m so sorry to have not been updating this lovely blog of mine. This is due to the fact that my computer has been crashing as well as restarting on me on its own for the past week. No no this is not an excuse to cover up for my ever-known laziness. That doesn’t need no more reiteration, you see. Heh.

Date-check: November 03, 2007; 1405hrs

Omgg! The world is coming to an end! It’s November already! I’ve got only less than 2 months to go before I don the blue uniform, once more! Arrrgghh! After like let me see..5 years? You know what? I used to have this sorta dream to become a policeman. Or officer. Especially during my time the hit-drama series – Triple 9 – was a.. HIT! Hah. Every other kid on the block had similar dreams to become like James Lye or for the girls crying out loud I can hear so clearly – Wong Lilin! Hahaha. Gosh she was a babe okay then. Then lah. Now dunno still or not. Heh. So I joined the National Police Cadet Corps cos of that dream of mine la. Seriously. If I can recall properly, I even impressed this particular NPCC senior when he asked to me hold a police baton and I did it properly you know during my alma mater’s CCA Open House back in 1999 (and how did I remember the year I enrolled into my sec school? Friendster lah! Got the previous schools’ feature what! Use lah aboden! Hahaha.)

So that was my childhood dream. Not quite lah; my secondary school dream more precisely. Cos when I was younger, I dunno what I wanted to become. But I did have that little interest in taking photographs of people. Hah. Didn’t quite turn out big, though. And I’d say it kinda died down ah. But now okay ah. Like getting back the hang of it since I’m really thinking of going professional. (cheh!!) hahaha. Insya-Allah lah eh. If God wills.

So 3 papers are down; and are SO YESTERDAY LAH! Haha to date: Malay Language, Malay Literature, and General Paper. Upcoming ones: Physical Geography (next Monday, the 5th), Human Geography (next 2 Thursdays, the 15th) and last but never the least Art and Design (next 4 Tuesdays, the 27th.) I hope my readers will pray for me and in turn, I’ll pray for you too k! So please dial 1900-pray-4-hfz each call costs 10 pahalas. This call ah different know. Usually you have to pay when you call 1900- lines; for this one you get pahalas. Maybe more than 10. I dunno. Kidding k. Don’t be a gundu so as to run to your phone now and dial. If you so enthu right; send money orders lah k. PM me for my address. Hehe.

Wanna know how I have found the papers! Okay. Most have given me mere rude shocks lah; positively. Heh heh. That’s about it.

Remember this date 080108 (wahh nice number! Go buy 4D go! Choose any 4 lah. Can’t see ah; got 6 numbers what) as thereafter MadeToBelieve might undergo a longer hiatus status. What the hell is with that date! It’s the 8th of January 2008 ah! Then is the time I join the police boys (or a.k.a Abang Polisss!) and cry – Long Live Fraternity!! Hahahahha.

So till my next long post series, take care and lotsa love from me!

happy eid!! part deux (bout un réellement haha)

2007-10-18T14:53:00.000+08:00

happy eid!! part un

2007-10-14T01:10:00.000+08:00

i have posted only photos ya! enjoy!

2007-10-12T18:40:00.000+08:00

SELAMAT HARI RAYA EIDULFITR TO ALL OF YOU OUT THERE!! DON'T JUST STAY OUT THERE!! COME HOME FOR THIS RAYA KK!! HAHAHAHHA.

Ehem!! I wanna apologise for all of my doings, the things that I've said this far which obviously have offended anyone of you in a way or another. And kudos to all - we've made it past Ramadhan! And let's hope we'll all see next year's! I'm sure everyone have benefited from the month of Barakath. And now, though, for the most of us we're gonna just celebrate the first 2 days which happeningly fall on the weekends cos we have our revesions and muggings to do, enjoy lah k!! Sorry can't talk much now cos it's nearing buka time ah. Must eat first. Everything else could wait. Hah!

Regards

hari raya & the a levels are drawing near! arrrghh!

2007-10-07T22:51:00.000+08:00

Yeah OMG sucha bad combination lah! Feels like those times when I sat for my PSLE. Hahahaha!

Got nothing much to post for the day. Hope you guys have had a great weekend and for those sitting for the ''A" Levels which is drawing real near - ALL ZER VEST LAH K!

Eh got a random joke to share. Here's the joke:-

" There was once a man and woman who had been married for more than 60 years. They had shared everything. They had talked about everything. They kept no secrets from each other except that the old woman had a shoe box in the top of her closet that she cautioned her husband never to open or ask her about. For all of these years, he had never thought about the box, but one day the little old woman got very sick and the doctor said she would not recover. In trying to sort out their affairs, the little old man took down the shoe box and took it to his wife's bedside. She agreed that it was time that he should know what was in the box. When he opened it, he found two crocheted doilies and a stack of money totalling $25,000. He asked her about the contents.

When we were to be married, " she said, "my grandmother told me the secret of a happy marriage was to never argue. She told me that if I ever got angry with you, I should just keep quiet and crochet a doily."

The little old man was so moved, he had to fight back tears. Only two precious doilies were in the box. She had only been angry with him two times in all those years of living and loving. He almost burst with happiness.

"Honey," he said "that explains the doilies, but what about all of this money? Where did it come from?"

"Oh," she said, "that's the money I made from selling the doilies. "

HAHAHAHAHA!! Aiyoh.

So what's a doily you may ask? Here's a definition for it:

http://www.google.com.sg/search?hl=en&q=define%3A+doily&meta=

Did you actually click on the link?! Hahaha! I won't trouble you one lah. Hahahah. Actually a doily is a small round (might be of other shapes too ah) piece of linen which is knitted and is usually placed under a dish or bowl (or other kinds of receptacles lah; cups etc) for decoration purpose. In Malay, it's called a "chebek". Here's one:-

Haha. So there you have it.

Regards

hello world

2007-10-06T01:50:00.000+08:00

Hey all! Hope everyone's doing good yeah? (I'm such a mindful blogger lah)

Hahaha.

Shucks. I do not have anything to blog at the moment.

So long people.

yes, cheryl. why would i not update if i'm not doing anything but studying!! hahah

2007-10-03T18:03:00.000+08:00

Yeah, partly true that. Wasn't actually in the mood to update lah. Partly is true too that my Internet Explorer has this irritating pop-ups which pops up like every 20 mins. And everytime it does, my comp will crash like mad lah. You wanna know why? 'Cos each time this pop-up pops up, it comes in 50. Yes, FIVE ZERO pop-ups. Wahlaowei.

So anyway. How's everyone? Good I hope. See? I so good right? Each time I post, I'll ask of the well-being of my readers. Though not many, but when you're reading this, I'm asking you - HOW ARE YOU?! Hah. So feel lucky will you. Haha.

So the Muslims worldwide are into the last 10 days of Ramadhan al-Mubarak. Yeah! SO fast la! Sigh. My mother once said to me that I'm (plus my friends are) lucky that Ramadhan is right before the 'A' Levels. To a large extent that is freaking true ah. Why is that so? 'Cos we all can ask anything from Him and get it answered! How cool is that! So let us all take this last 10 days seriously and pray hard to Him that we all will be bestowed upon us His Maghfirah and blessings so we could stand through this test will sheer endurance and eventually reap its benefits. But don't be silly as to pray 24/7 non-stop but never study right. That one you ask me to do anything for you I also don't wanna do; no effort what. Get the drift? Hah. I haven't done much for the past 20 days liao. Sigh. Sad sad. And to MUHAMMAD, kau jangan buat malu Nabi Muhammad (s.a.w) ah. Nama jer MUHAMMAD tapi tak terawih eh! Lagi bagus kau omit jer nama MUHAMMAD tu tinggal Bin Parjo je. Ni last 10 days, lebih baik kau pi terawih eh! Haha.

Okay. At the time of this post, I just got back from school and today's Wednesday. We're left with 1 last week before it's BYE-BYE SCHOOL! Sigh. I do feel the sebak-ness ah. Sad right? School terms always either end after exams of with exams itself. Either ways, not quite a nice ending eh? Hahaha. Anyways, I bought 3 kinds of kuehs today, of which the names I only know one of them. Hah. One is epok-epok (curry puffs), and the other 2 lah. So yeah. I wanna go bathe and pray and buka. Weeee...

So till the next post. I shall end this one with a random picture of the day.

Haha.

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Regards

2nd week of Ramadhan

2007-09-26T00:06:00.000+08:00

Eh I seriously have no idea on what to put as the post’s title. Hah. Anyhow, how? Placed your orders for the beautiful designer-ish products below? By the way, you can actually click on the pictures so they could enlarge you know. So you can “wow” more than how you previously did by just looking at the smaller versions. Haha.

So the picture for the day:

"Actually, I'm not all that interested in the subject of photography. Once the picture is in the box, I'm not all that interested in what happens next. Hunters, after all, aren't cooks." -Henri Cartier-Bresson

So was I. I didn’t care for what happened after this photo was taken when a guy flew off the ride. Hah!

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to be continued..

i'm back! aiyoh sorry late update deh..

2007-09-25T00:01:00.000+08:00

So how’s everyone doing! Fine? No? Hmmm. We are now entering the 2nd week of Ramadhan and we are certainly already hearing the songs of Eid on the radio. Somehow it does get us in the mood for Eid, doesn’t it?! Hah.

Alright! Since Eid is undoubtedly drawing near, and I’ve not much to talk about at the moment, plus the fact that I’m actually typing in the dark which I don’t really fancy doing, you guys are in for a surprise! A pleasant one at that! Hah!

A friend of mine by the lovely name of Yuniza Khoo is selling Eid products which are so close to our hearts, Malays esp.: Eid cards and green packets!!! What is Eidul Fitr without green packets and cards you tell me! Hahaha. She’s damned creative la I tell you. She’s super good at designing, graphic, and digital, whatever. Just name it; she can do it. But this one, she denies it violently that she didn’t have a hand at, but these were all designed by her friend, Zig. Hah. So less words, more visual aids lah eh. I’m sure you guys can’t wait, just as I was. Heh!

So how? Nice right! Haha. I’m so in love with a few of them already lah. Heh. Interested in getting either the cards or the packets, which none is, by the way, green-color? Hah. Eh I’m so gonna get the packets la! S$2.00 for a dozen? Quite cheap la. But no, I’m not giving them out anyhow if I’m buying. HAHA. So if any of you people are interested in laying your hands on these beautiful, designer-ish not-the-usual-merepek-cartoon-ish kind cards or packets, or you wanna view more of her products or you wanna know more about her (hahahha!) you can drop by her website:

http://www.yunizakhoo.com/

Eh, I’m just kidding about the not-the-usual-merepek-cartoon-ish thing (as well as knowing more about her. Heh) cos the cartoons usually come with good quotes and funny jokes anyway. But I’m just trying to stress on the point that these are by all means not the conventional kinds but more of the contemporary end. So yeah. I mentioned that the cards and packets are very the designer-ish; they are actually the works of the afore-mentioned Zig, a local designer, whom is Yuniza’s friend. So cool right. Oh yes before I forget. The proceeds from the sales will NOT go to Yuniza, or her designer friend, or me for that matter but the proceeds, yes all of it, will go to CHARITY. Yes! You, when you purchase any of them, are in a way helping the needy as well! Besides, you get to lay your hands on these designer products you know! How cool is that?!

Gosh! *drops and rolls on the floor and dies*

Regards

a week of ramadhan

2007-09-19T19:57:00.000+08:00

hello world.

school's starting over! well, on a lighter note - prelims are over lah!

take care.

yup i'm back!

2007-09-16T12:53:00.000+08:00

Macam mat sak!! Haha

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Anyhow, how's everyone! Hah.

Sorry if you did try dropping by here and bumped into that message and not my blog. Hah. Yeah, I was on a hiatus. A really short one on that though. I cant la. Cannot stay away from people for that long. Hahaha.

So how's Ramadhan this far? Hope it's been good ya? For me, it's been okay lah. Missed terawih prayers since Day Two. Now's Day what already! Aiyoh. Cannot cannot. Must go. Haha

See ya!

great. just great.

2007-09-14T08:38:00.000+08:00

Someone told me yesterday something which could change my life for the better.

Then when I woke up this morning, someone else told me something else.

To make it even worse, I read and saw it with my own eyes that it was something else and so that someone has made a deadly mistake.

Arrghh.

Who’s to blame?

Me. I think I heard it wrongly.

Sigh.

Whatever it is, nothing could be done. I'm off to my hideout, for a period longer.

Now life has ended for me.

Bye people.

untitled

2007-09-13T11:53:00.000+08:00

At times I wonder why I don’t seem to love what I love, and be happy with it. Well, shift happens.

My life had since come to a standstill early this year and I can safely say this cos I’m already at like the 3rd quarter of the year and I have assessed the whole situation thoroughly. No, I never asked for any of these to happen. No one would, frankly speaking. But why does it happen? Ask god. Only He will have the answer. Is it fate or what, one may ask. It is, sad to say. Cos you have made your fate turn out to be so. You brought it upon yourself, in my case myself.

Now what do I love; numerous. Too many, in fact. But now it has to narrow down drastically. Too drastically, even.

I can thus safely, too, conclude that I have to come to the age of consequence; of my past doings and all. Just like how Al Gore had put it, we all have come to the age of consequence; what our forefathers had done - good or bad - we all are reaping its benefits, and/or facing the music. Hah.

Tomorrow’s D-Day. The first Friday of Ramadhan this year. Hopefully we all can feel the barakath in the air – ya know? Friday and Ramadhan? How wonderful. (:

*heaves a huge sigh*

A little about myself. Haha. I don’t usually do this cos I myself am not sure of what kind of person I am. No, seriously. I mean, I might know you see. That’s precisely why I’m writing this – cos I’ve remembered it. Haha. I rarely pay attention to how I behave and all. Perhaps it pays to carry around with you a full-length mirror so you could see how you walk, how you talk, how you respond to others, how you eat, how you stone when you umm stone, how you blah blah bla. But not practical, I know. Hah. Oh where was I before I blabbered? Yes, a little about myself.

A little about myself – I’m a carpe diem sorta person, who lives life by the day. I enjoy, or hate for that matter, every single second of the day depending on how the day’s like. And I'd be truly affected by it and my mood for the rest of the day would then depend on how my day had gone. This I think is not quite good. We should be planning for the future; for failing to plan is to plan for a failure. Very the cliché. But it’s true. I’m sure there are a lot out there who’re planners. Born planners. I’m not one. Ha-ha. I tell myself most of the time that I have lotsa time to do things. So dah lah carpe diem-er, procrastinator pulak tu. Aiyoh. Bad combination lah!

I was saying about life coming to a standstill. I had since realized it soon enough and am now on the verge of a giving-up cliff.

Sidetrack: I’m really beginning to love blogging cos I have never done these kinda self-reflections before lah! I’d either forget to reflect upon myself or something lah. Haha. Thanks to God there’s Blogger, and Live Journal and etc! Hahaha.

Sorry, getting back. Quoting my previous art teacher, Mr Tay G C, who last year said: “When you procrastinate, you won’t realize it. It’s until the huge snow-ball effect comes rolling down the hill kinda thing then you start panicking.” This is pretty universal. It’s either you know it or you don’t; you’d only know it when you do. Get me? So life has come to a standstill for me, and as when I start realizing it and has made plans to change, the snowball comes rolling down. Yes, it’s coming down at full speed. Cos this snowball is quite huge and it comes tumbling down from the upper course of the slope where velocity is high and erosion predominates but deposition is weak, all the way down to the lower course (where I’m standing at) where the gradient is gentle and velocity drops plus erosion cannot happen thus deposition occurs. So in this sense, I’m gonna be all covered up by the deposition resulted that is occurring from the erosion afore-mentioned when the snowball hits me. Gosh.

In view of the sacred month of Ramadhan, I hope I get the barakath from Him. I hope we all would as well! *in dire need of taubatan nasuha* An ustaz reminded the jamaah after our tarawih prayes yester night that Rasulullah (pbuh) one said of the month of Ramadhan being segregated into 3 parts of 10 days each in accordance to the 30 days or so – the first 10 in which Allah swt bestows upon the ummah his Rahmat, the mid-10 in which God will be at his Most Forgiving and Merciful and the last 10 Muslims who fully devote themselves to God in it will be let off from the minannar, or hellfire for its doors wil be tightly closed.

So on a lighter note, if you’re reading this, along with me, let’s all do the Syukran Sajda to Him cos we have lived to see this year’s Ramadhan, for we are in total uncertainty to see next year’s. Alhamdulillahi rabbil Alamiin.

You know something; it really makes me feel so much better after typing out my thoughts though it’s kinda funny letting others know your problems. So no, I’m not begging to be pitied upon here. It feels as if a huge load of information has been downloaded to this space off my mind’s hard-disk. Haha! Really, I’m smiling at this point in time. Besides, I get to read what I’m really bothered by. You can’t always rely on your mind to think of so many things can you? Although coming to think of it, reading them over again seems like putting them all back into my mind. Hahaha.

Ok so getting back to the harsh reality, which starts after I click on the “Publish Post” button. It’s time I changed my life!

Marhaba ya Ramadhan people.

Ramadhan al-Mubarak!

2007-09-11T23:46:00.000+08:00

Hello people. So how's everyone doing? Good, yes? No? Hah.

So the Moslems all around the globe will be welcoming the great month of Ramadhan, the month of Barakath in which we will all diligently fast in. It's gonna be as good as before, if not better! However, I'm so not looking forward to this year's AidilFitri, or better known to the non-Moslems - Hari Raya! Hah. I dunno if it's just me or what. But guess I’m feeling a little bit too old to feel all excited over it no more. Well, I guess the only thing I like about it now is that I get to meet my relatives whom some only appear before me once, or twice for that matter, while the rest never did! Hah.

So a little background info on Ramadhan and the months before it, particularly 2 months back. So 2 months back we have the month of Rejab, which God had mentioned it being our beloved Prophet Muhammad’s (pbuh) month, then comes the month of Syaaban where it is God’s month – I hope I didn’t get these two mixed up! Yup so these months do have their specialty and such, and they too have their significance. And now we have the month of Ramadhan due in a day’s time and it is our month! Yup yup. So let’s give it all out shall we? It’s a month of forgiveness, repentance, and such. Not one month is better than this one.

The whole month of Ramadhan is a period of spiritual training wherein believers devote much of their time to fasting, praying, recitating the Qur'an, remembering God, and giving charity. Oh yes, in this beautiful month, specifically in the last 10 days of it there’ll be a particular night (which we, Moslems, weren’t told specifically), – Laylat al-Qadr, literally the Night of Decree or Night of Measures – in which during Prophet Muhammad’s (pbuh) time when he was 40, the Holy Qur’an got its first Surahs, or verses, which then over a period of 23 years the whole Qur’an was revealed totally. One who misses it, by not devoting him/herself to God for even a second will miss the opportunity of a thousand years! However because of the revealed importance of this night, Muslims strive harder in the last ten days of Ramadhan since the Laylat al-Qadr could be one of the odd-numbered days in these last ten (the first, third, fifth, seventh or ninth). Normally, Moslems would perform an I'tikaf in the mosque (i.e they remain in the mosque all day long) for prayer and recitation.

So yeah! These are just some of the things I remember, read on and know on the month of Barakath - the month of Ramadhan and its associations.

So all in all, I’d like to wish to all Moslems Ramadhan al-Mubarak! Puase eh, jangan tak pause! Heh.

--Hafiz Ishak

random thought

2007-09-08T15:49:00.000+08:00

Yup. I think I'm too careful with my words at times.I try too hard to care for how others would feel.

Hah

This has been
Hfzishq

Thank Goodness It's Fridayyy

2007-09-07T14:30:00.000+08:00

Hah yup it's Friday! Okay I don't know what blogger finds what day today is. Hah. So after a week of mugging, and battling my illness which *sighs* forget it. Haha.

Hmmm.. OK so I wanna announce the winner, rather the person who got my riddle right -- Cheryl! Haha congrats, girl! Remember the riddle?

"Can you think of a crime that is punishable if attempted but not punishable is actually committed?"

Yup this one. So the answer is: Suicide. Hahaha.

However the sad fact is that Cheryl was the only one who perhaps noticed the riddle. Hah. The nicer thing was, yeah she got it right the first time! Hah. Okay why am I so excited over this. Hahaha.

Okay so here's the next riddle. And it's gonna be a long one!

Three friends checked into a motel for the night and the receptionist told them the bill for their rooms is $30, to be paid in advance. So they each paid the clerk $10 and went to their respective rooms.

A few minutes after that, the clerk realized he has made an error by overcharging the trio $5. He then asked the bellboy to help him return the extra $5 to the 3 friends. The bellboy sees this as an opportunity to keep the $2 for himself as he reasoned that the three friends would have had a tough time dividing $5 evenly among them; so he decided to tell them that the clerk has made a mistake of overcharging only $3, thus giving $1 back to each of the friends. He pocketed the leftover $2 and left for home.

Now, each of the three friends gets $1 back, thus they each paid $9 for the their respective rooms, which is a total of $27 for the night. We know the bellboy pocketed $2 and adding that to the $27, you get $29, not $30 which was originally spent for the rooms!

So where the hell did the last dollar go?!

Heh! Think hard all right! But don't do this at the expense of your revisions ah! Hahahhaa.

OK so here's the Random Photo A Day:

Hah. So you think working in a washing machine is easy ya? Just look at the mess she has to clean up even when she'd done cleaning your laundry. So people, after you read this, go give a tap or a slight knock on your washing machine and say,

"Hey, I really appreciate all that you've done for me, yeah? Sorry if i never thought about how you feel when i chuck in a day's worth of dirty laundry for you to wash. Come on, I'll give ya a day off from cleaning. What's that compared to the years of service you've given, right?"

Yup. You'd never know how nice the person in your washing machine feels. For all you know, he or she might even return a tap or two. Hahahahah!! Wth wth.

This has been,
Hfzishq

time off from MadeToBelieve

2007-09-06T11:53:00.000+08:00

hey all! yeah have been MIA for a few days now, i know. hah. but fret not, cos i'll try to update now and then, a single post up per day ya! hahhaha

now first up..
i'm free of fever, cold, flu, dengue, what-not already! alhamdulillah..
hah! but it's still aching and it really irritates me cos it's damned painful. k i'm not gonna go into this any further. but for now, apart for that irritating thing, i'm fine already! yup but that one still bugs me. yeah. nope, am not gonna talk about it here. but pray hard for me k? hah. thanks.

reality check..
it's less than 4 days to prelims! hah. have you guys been studying? hope so. let's run this last last lap together alright? remember: if we cant make it, we wont be where we are at now. it goes to show we're all capapble of doing it. so, just do it. hah.

okay i'll be back real soon. at the point this post was written, i'm elsewhere but home. hah!

this has been
hfzishq

05A2 Class Photo-taking 2007

2007-09-05T13:44:00.000+08:00

1) formal shot

2) informal shot ONE

the september holidays

2007-09-03T14:32:00.000+08:00

yeah it's the time of the year again. this time round, however, we, the students in the third year will see the prelims starting at full force when this break ends. study hard people.

hfzishq

self-reflection. not always i get to do this ah. hah

2007-08-30T13:33:00.000+08:00

Caution: not safe for work; mild vulgarities are found in this post. hah. LIKE YOU GUYS CARE!

So I did some self-reflection by talking to myself. Hah. No, I’m still sane. Don’t worry.

1) Do not ever miss ya prayers, dude! Who else can you talk to and never got your prayers answered other than Him!

2) Now you’ve got like 12 hours before it’s high time to turn in later at 01++hrs to complete your art prep work and painting! Mind you, ya got like 2 more boards more to go? Come on, it’s something you love to do, and what’s more – you’re super good at it! Face it man! Don’t open your bottle of talent and let all the water run out and get flushed into the drain yo. Ya get me?

3) And oh, great. 3 days off school. 3 farking days. What’s up with that? But oh well, you were sick. And that was for real. But do people in your surroundings care? They farking don’t! All they care is you proving your commitment through results! They farking wanna see results, get me? No, they have been giving ya support, as much as ya deny that fact. In a way or another, they farking have! So face it! Come on now and get enough rest and get back on your feet! Shun away your friends and spend this LAST day to complete ya LONG-DUE painting ya!

4) Remember this: your blardy painting and prep-work are your one-way ticket to your A Levels ya! Nothing else matter right now! If Nellie removes you from the list, that's it! Where do you go with one A Level subject gone? That’s not even a farking full-cert man! Oh let alone sitting for the As; that is as good as not sitting for it at all. Hah. So give it all you’ve got, and mind you; this is something you are good at. So don’t waste it! Oh did I mention a one-way ticket to your A Levels? Yes, that’s just the A Levels, not even entry to the Varsities! Wah. How scary, isn’t it? So buck up, dude! Buck up!

5) Yes, you missed your GP and MT AO Prelims papers today. But who cares! You’re on MC. So stop pondering over the fact your teachers or even friends are gonna shun or hate you for that! Even if they do, who’s deciding on your future? Is it you or is it them? Now, you’ve got only yourself to trust, okay? Yes, life isn’t all about our own selves, and we’ve gotta care for how others might feel. But, how now? Just leave all these feelings-related issued to God lah. He knows how to handle this. Just focus, focus, and focus. All the best, dude.

6) So you’re carrying the huge load of trusts and expectations on yur small shoulders? Oh, come on. You’re only 21 this year! There are like what, 6 more decades to live through and you’re fretting already! These trusts and expectations don’t come easy, okay? There are there for a freaking reason. There are there on your small shoulders cos those shoulders aren’t seen as small, weak, and flimsy. You’re gonna make it, man. Trust me. Trust God. Remember: efforts put in + God’s will = outcome. There’s still time. Yoha, good luck.

7) So now you’ve finally taken your real medicines and the drowsy and giddy feeling are starting to set in. So, what now? Get the hell off your comp and sleep! Come on, now. Wake up at 4pm or earlier and start man. Just hope that your last bro won’t come back home from school and start hogging onto the comp. Even so, ya got no excuses to no continue on your painting! It’s not as if you haven’t got your ideas started! Oh come on! Wake up, dude! Wake up! Hah.

Yours truly,
Your other side. Hah
1.33pm; 30/08/07

i'm still sick

2007-08-29T22:36:00.000+08:00

aiyahh yes i'm still sick. this year alone ah, wahh so many times already liao..

i dont know what i have brought upon myself. i accept all of it however and i still fight against all these infections while i could; but it all comes from Him. the more we're accepting of all these tests, the stronger we'd get actually. well, it depends on how you see it lah. but hell no, i'm not exactly enjoying all of these. hah.

yup tomorrow's GP prelims and MT ao. wahh jia latt.

(true that, syahirah. in no time, i'm so gonna be multi-linguistic; in dialects, really broken ones that is. aiyahh that one ah peks also can speak mahh)

so long,
hfzishq

not another day lah.

2007-08-29T14:49:00.001+08:00

yes yes. not another day. i was down with something i have never tasted (well, not literally!) before in my life. i shan't go on lah. those who know eh - ssshhh!!. hah.

and due to this thing i havent tasted before (hahs) i had to battle with the excruciating pain last night that i won lah; with a price to pay -- 42.6 deg. Cel. fevahh! (umm fever?)

godddd. mampos sak. bads sems mengigs gils babs. headache all lah. wahlao. supposed to bring down moi (moi? eww!) painting since monday but cant afford to. and i wonder if i'm still in the list. i mean, who knows my old master, or rather old mistress -- nellie -- have removed me, like how she used to do; she might think i'm not interested, AGAIN! and tomorrow's GP Prelims. and MT AO too. fuhh. nak kena bawak paintingku ke sekolah lagi. think i'll call in a mover's company to help me with that. hah. perhaps KC Dat or something ya know? haha

so 2 school days down. hah. to those who may wish to, STILL, give me your fullest (or partial, for that matter) support, i appreciate that and i salute you cos not many would. for those who have long lost faith in me, i wont blame you for that. cos it takes awhile to really get to know someone to really understand him (/her lah). thanks all.

hfzishq

p.s: the joke rabs! (the joke segment) and random photo a day programme will resume next week at a special post-slot; same place, same blog. hah wth lah

haha wth la people

2007-08-28T18:59:00.000+08:00

hahaha you guys are really funny people lah. i say tag me the answers, people sms them to me. well, apart from the kind words for me to get better soon ah. thanks for that. well, noone has got the answer correct this far. heh. try harder!

random photo a day

2007-08-27T22:17:00.000+08:00

hey there.. i'm not feeling quite well today so i shall just post the random photo for the day kay?

so here goes: this is a picture of a few kids getting off a ride at the Euro Fun Fair. the ride they got on looks like a huge caterpillar and kids are afraid of insects; that explains why they're getting off from it so quickly judging from the quick movements. okay, i just made that up mann. hah

taken: 06-05-2007; Euro Fair @ Woodlands

oh, i'll just bundle along a riddle in this post alright? here goes..

"Can you think of a crime that is punishable if attempted but not punishable is actually committed?"

so, go figure. heh. tag me the answers. got a prize but havent thought of what it'd be yet. but tag me the possible answers w/o the prize in mind. that's the way you should do things; it's called integrity. ha ha i'm just crapping away

have a nice day. or rather a good night's sleep.

hfzishq

random photo a day

2007-08-26T22:22:00.000+08:00

yeah; i present to you a new segment on MadeToBelieve, cos you'd better believe in it or nobody else will. haha wth..

so anyway here's a random photo for today: two male members of the public were caught salivating (i think haha) and enjoying ice-cream cones in broad daylight and were in oblivion of their surroundings. ha ha

taken: 14-04-07; at a bus stop at Dhoby Ghaut MRT Station, Singapore. near Plaza Singapura. hah

tod is sund! haha las warn eh mat! kau ny pas ah ni!

2007-08-26T19:03:00.000+08:00

ah dont bother about the title. that's so random lah.

anyways, how's sunday for everyone? some call it family day, some call it sleep-till-7pm day. no lah, i made up the latter. haha

so i woke up quite late today; had breakfast at 12pm haha! so i went to visit my pitiful malay language teacher, Mdm Norlila, yesterday at NUH. aiyah hope she'll do just fine lah. first it was Cikgu Rasiah, now her. wonder who's taking over. haha. this year alone, i've had my teachers changed for another, some even left for good for another school, or another country for that matter. haha.

anyway, here's a joke. once again, dont take it too hard; it is afterall a joke. haha.

An old man boarded a bus and sat down across the aisle from a punk kid. The punk had bushy hair that was dyed all different colors: red, yellow, green, blue and orange. He had clips of feathers hanging from his ears and hair.

The old man kept staring at him until the punk said to the old man, "Hey old man, whatcha lookin' at?! Keep ya eyes to yourself, old faggot! Don't you stare at me as if you've never done anything crazy in your life before!"

The old man answered, "Hell yeah, I have! I screwed a parrot about 20 years ago and I thought you were my son!"

hahahahahah! now i know what to say to a punk if i bump into one! haha so yeah, if you happen to be a punk, and don such array of colors on your hair; no pun intended, really!

hehe..

this has been -- hafiz ishak

early awakening on a saturday!

2007-08-25T10:39:00.000+08:00

yeah i woke up quite early today. okay lah on weekdays earlier lah. (wahlao! wth is with my grammar and language lah! last warning eh!) oh but still! it's saturday liao! haha

so i'm blogging now and later, in like 5 mins' time, i'm gonna bathe. no i'm not gonna explain how i bathe already. you guys should know how by know. haha! and i gotta grab breakfast for the family. yupp

after which, it's back to mugggging! hahs.

oh to start the day, i have here a joke. haha dont be offended ok? it is afterall -- a joke.

How can you tell if you're overweight?

- You step on a scale at the amusement park and your fortune reads: "One at a time, please!"

this has been -- hafiz ishak

kicap ah!

2007-08-24T17:30:00.000+08:00

haha yeah today i kicap mann. to those who dont know this peculiar term, as in, peculiarly used term-- it means exhausted lah. so if you kicap right, you say -- wah! today i kicap liao! hah :)

kk so today's friday and i was late for school. gundu seh. haha! i've always hated myself for reaching school late when i was already up from sleep so early lah! aiyoh. unexplainable lah. anyways i was late ah. so yeah. twice already this semester. haha but okay ah. today was a bit unavoidable. perhaps waking up late the day before cos i hadnt school took its toll today. hahaha

alright so Art 9294-cum-coursework is due like next friday the 31st. i'm gonna chiong all the way to complete 2 more boards of devt drawings and 20% more of my painting over the weekends. yeah.

after the friday prayers i skipped my sastera class (higher malay/ or malay lit) cos i had diarrhoea la! wahlaowei.. must be someone's doughnut. hmmmm.. hahha! that's why i say today i kicap. haha!

daily updates from the ishak's. haha! my mom actually claims that she's nyanyuk! umm that means senile lah. she's too damn young to be senile lah! what the hell ah. so what happened was she mopped the floor of my room when i was away bathing, and then i took over by mopping it once more to ensure it's clean ah. (eh i do housework okay!) then she came in to mop it again. i asked -- why are you mopping it thrice? instead of replying things like -- ohh cos i scared you mop not clean enough. (pardon my language here. hope mr tan cb isnt reading this haha!) but she said -- i dont know la. i feel that i'm nyanyuk already and i wanna do things over and over again of late. like not satisfied like that you know? haha.

okay i wanna get some rest before embarking on my fore-mentioned chiong-ing on my art. haha!

so long people!

this has been -- hafiz ishak

thursday..PES C!!!!

2007-08-23T16:09:00.000+08:00

hey people!

i wasnt around at school today cos i went for my NS follow-up from my check up last week and they've graded me as PES C1 L3! what the hell is that sia.. hahh

so yeah. PES C!! not A nor B, but C! hahaha! so that means, positively less training ah for me. but negatively, less opportunities for me in NS! okay i know some guys out there would love it to be in my position but aiyoh please lah! you guys are umm GUYS! hahaha. yeah.

aiyoh.. how sehh.. but never mind ah. they said they're still reviewing my medical status. guess my hospitalisation(s) were to be blamed. haha!

so yeah. school -- see ya tomorrow right!

here goes nothing!

2007-08-21T19:52:00.000+08:00

hey everyone! haha. welcome to this humble blog of mine.. to kick things started, let's see what happened today yeah?

hmmm.. today i had school and it was pretty much as usual -- boring. haha dont blame me, nor do you blame school; it's actually normal to feel that school is boring. haha! i was nearly late ah! guess what time i woke up today? 7am lah! wahlaowei..school starts at 8am and i woke up at 7am. chio right.. eh no no dont click the red box with the cross inside of it already -- this aint an ah beng blog, but hafiz's blog. haha. so i woke up late and i bathed the moment i sprang outta bed. as in at the bathroom lah. aiyoh. okay2. so usually on normal days, i'd do things from top to bottom whenever i bathe, like literally. i'd take my time to shampoo my hair..then cleanse face with face wash..then brush teeth and then comes the shower foam. but today ah! got no time mahh so i just brushed teeth and soped my body ah! hahaha. so face oily ah but hair not smelly. thank God. haha. but face became oily only at 6pm later lah so then i was already home. heh! so i rushed outta home and left for school. took 2 buses to school, as usual. that's the minimum number anyway. haha so they were 190 and 160. actually the first bus doesnt really matter as long as i get to the stop to take 160. there are like 3 or 4 buses to that stop? yeah. but 190 brings me right up to that stop, like a straight drive per se. haha. so that was today. if on normal days, i'd take 184 and then switch to 178 which conveniently brings me to my school's stop ah! wahaha. kk anyways. why the hell am i telling you people all these man?!

damn! i wrote so much and it's only on the first part of my day. darn it man. i'm so bad at blogging. haha gotta get the hang of it so this blog could help me channel out my thoughts more conveniently and that you guys could read my crap too!

k so long; till me next post ah.

hfzishq