Breaking fast at Section 7....

My cousin, Yan came here with his friend. First, he went to his only sister's apartment at Section 7, Kak Dina, and then headed to my apartment. They fetched me up exactly at 5.30 p.m. We had a walk in Jaya Jusco Klang for nothing. At 6.20 p.m, we moved to Section 7, finding a place to break fast.
We chose a Thailand restaurant (forgot the name), next to Pak Li Section 7. The foods were not so delicious but they looked appealing. Beafsteak, kerabu mangga, fried squids, Tempura prawns, mixed tom yam and some kuih-muih. I chose a glass of cold Nescafe. Others took carrot juices. It was RM58.... Well, the price was reasonable enough since we were 4 all together. This time, it was Yan's treat.
Then, they came to my perform Maghrib prayer. Luckily, there was only Jib (my beloved roommate) at home. The other 5 housemates went home already for National Day holidays. Thanks for allowing my cousins to come in, although we had to disturb your dinner!
Actually, that very short moment that we had spent together was more precious than having the least each of us could share the latest news about him/her. See you all next time! (Hopefully....)


A permanent memory to remember....(Hari Raya-1990)

Kak Dina is staying at Section 7, just a stone thrown away from my apartment. Her only sibling/youngest brother, Yan is coming here (Shah Alam) with his friend. They will fetch me up at 6.30 p.m. Well, long time no see!
See you both this evening!


28/08/2009 Friday 5.48p.m.
The JPA scholarship result has come out. I checked it out yesterday. Well, it's not on my side . I didn't get it. Allah SWT gives rezeki to HIS beloved creatures in many ways. If HE does not give us the rewards now, HE will surely give us something better and greater next time, which we ourself cannot imagine how, when, where and for what reason. If only we realize it, living in this world is also a huge rezki ever. Congcratulations to Kak Farha who has been offered the scholarship. For those who did not, don't take this as a barrier in study. Well, you are all very good students. It is just a game of fate. God has written our journey to be like this, so we can step onto a great level of maturity. Don't you think it is better than anything else? I will try to reapply. The due date is on 9th of September 2009.

MyKad Pelajar: 89122303****
Nama Penuh : ***** FADHLINI BINTI *******

Rayuan Permohonan dibuka sekarang sehingga 9 September 2009
Klik di link berikut untuk membuat Rayuan Biasiswa Tajaan JPA
Rayuan Biasiswa JPA
I believe in faith and God The Al-Mighty.
If it is written that it will be ours, it forever will. Good Luck, friends!


26/08/2009 Wednesday

I went to Bazaar Ramadhan PKNS after class this evening. Huh, the foods were extremely nice and appealing. I didn’t feel attracted at all with those foods actually. I lost my appetite looking at the hawkers…(I mean those who were not properly dressing well. I even wonder whether they have taken their bath or not!). Well, I ended up with buying foods that I’ve been craving for, since ages. These are the foods I bought! Don’t get jealous! I’ve finished all…

Satay...its peanut sauce is so hot!..

What a great Caramel Pudding, RM2 per piece...yummy!
And this chocolate moist cake (RM3) is still in the fridge...
I love this bahulu (RM3)! We don't really have it in Kelantan...not so famous as compared to Shah Alam. It's delicious....There are some more in my room.

I called my grandmother for a caramel pudding recipe so I can make it next time myself!
I love her caramel pudding so much! She's good at making desserts like cakes and jellies. Hmmm...maybe I should get her butter cake recipe too....

Caramel Pudding Recipe:

1) 8 eggs
2) 1 tin of dairy milk
3) 1 glass of fresh milk
4) 3/4 glass of water
5) 1 spoonful of vanilla essence
6) 1/2 cup of sugar

1) Blend everything (blender).
2) Steam for 1 hour....

Special Farewell to Lukmanul Hakim

He’s flying to Japan tonight, at 23:30, 26th of August 2009, as he has been offered to study there for one semester, basically to learn Japanese language. Amazing, right? As a friend, I was lucky to know the news right after he got the offer letter. If I am not mistaken, it was last semester, before the final examination week. The setting was in my classroom at Puncak Perdana. Hafiz, my classmate was also there. We were all assignment mates. Well, as you have to extend your study here for one semester, we will be your seniors then as soon as you come back next year! Hahaha…..

Happy flying! Behave well in Japan. Do bring Kelantan and Malaysia name to the world, especially to the most technological country that you will be arriving, Nippon, the land of the rising sun. Rise yourself as bright as the Japan sun, fresh and pure, creeping from a wide sea to brighten the world! Kitto Katsu…learn the Japanese language as well as their culture! Bring our beloved university name, Mara University of Technology Malaysia, Shah Alam.


26/08/2009 Wednesday 1:31 a.m.

Two assignment to be submitted tomorrow morning! First is a Summary of Chapter 1 to 5. Second is a big diagram, to present tomorrow for Oral Assessment...Chapter 6 and 7, plus Politeness Theory of Brown and Levinson. I've done both assignments! Hooray! I've been working on them since yesterday, and today for the whole day. But, I haven't prepared myself for the presentation yet. I mean, I am afraid I don't memorize the flow of my diagram.

Pity on me! Pity on others too.....well, together we strive for excellence!

These are the books used for this subject (Pragmatics), which is taught by ASSOC. PROF. DR. FATIMAH DINNA BINTI TAN SRI DATO MOHD. DIN . She is one of the most energetic lecturers I have ever met. She is at golden age already, but her strength and stamina are as powerful as Ultraman. Well, both assignments are also based on these two books, except for Brown & Levinson's Politeness Theory which I had to download the information from the World Wide Web.

Suddenly awakened by nature.....

25th of August 2009 Tuesday

I woke up at 3.30 a.m....I don't know what to do, since I'm not well enough. Pragmatics assignment: Summary? Oh, my dear!
I fall asleep last night. Without intentions. I am not feeling well this morning, since last night actually. I'm having a storming stomachache. Girls know what I mean.


For those who are reading this post this morning, please tell Associate Professor Dr. Cynthia that I'm not coming to Professional Communication class this morning and please tell her why, straight away. Just tell her I won't give her any MC because I'm not going to Pusat Kesihatan....yeah, it's normal right? Human nature.......

how can a sick person arise and walk, then even take a bus to Pusat Kesihatan or any other clinic?! Impossible....huhu.

Can anybody replace my designation as a chairperson for the second mock meeting today? It could be Kak Farha or anyone else in the group...please! :-)

My Simple Sahur Meal....

24/08/2009 Monday 5.10 a.m I woke up late, 4.30 a.m. Now, I continue doing my Cross-Cultural assignment. It must be passed up this morning, huhu..... I am eating macaroni with last night's soup. That's all! Do you want some? hehehe...

Big Ondeh-ondeh.....

Sunday 8.00 p.m. 23/08/09


Kak Ain bought me ondeh-ondeh at Bazaar Ramadhan Section 7, with Kak Tira.... I didn't want to follow them, I was too tired. My uncle, aunt and grandmother came just now,just for a while...they went back to the hotel they are staying at already. So I just asked Kak Ain to buy some ondeh-ondeh, RM2.
Plus two cups of dadih (milk flavoured jelly)...
I've been craving for ondeh-ondeh since yesterday...the first day of Ramadhan. Well, now I got it! But why is it so weird? So big! Aiya....what is this? Hahaha.... This is the biggest ondeh-ondeh I've ever seen. The diameter of each ondeh-ondeh is more than 5cm... Five pieces all together. Just imagine how terrible it looks..hahaha!
I sadly ate one...laughing, of course! ONe ondeh-ondeh was enough to full my mouth..... I hardly could feel the pleasant of 'manisan' inside. Manisan is the filling, sweet black syrup, made of nira liquid.
The taste was...TERRIBLE! I am afraid to say that. I wish I was in Kelantan right now. Kelantanese ondeh-ondeh is the best ever!

Wastefulness and Indulgence in Ramadhan....

23/08/09 Sunday 6.00 a.m.

Allah SWT said:

"Eat of the good things

We have provided

For your sustenance, but

Commit no excess therein,

Lest My Wrath should justly

Descend on you: and those

On whom descends My Wrath

Do perish indeed!"

(Surah Thaahaa: 81)

" and drink, but waste not by excess. For Allah loves not the wasters".

(Al-A'raf: 31)

This morning, I have wasted my soup which I prepared yesterday evening. You know, I've talked about that bloody soup on the previous post. What a waste! Yesterday, my housemate cooked a lot of foods for breaking fast. I didn't touch my fried fish and soup. But just now, I finished the fish for Sahur.

BUT......I threw the soup.

For the sake of my health, I was afraid if I got cholera if I ate the soup. I think, it was basi (cannot eat anymore, because of the bad smell) already. My tounge hasn't touched it...seriously. Well, I wonder how would it be in the South Africa, Afghanistan, Gaza, Bosnia and the cronic Palestine in general. I am sorry......

"What did you eat for Sahur/Break-fast yesterday?"

If only I could give you food....

You are the heroes.....we cannot be like you. We don't have the spirit of living like you do.

Be is just a trial from God.

Well, how easily I say those words...but do I dare to think how hard you might consider my words? God blesses you....Keep on living!

My BUKA PUASA Meal....

Saturday 22/08/2009 4.30 p.m.
I've cooked my breaking-fast-meal already. Well, it is not that special.
A simple fried pomfret (Bawal fish) and a small pot of artificial seafood soup.
Into the soup, I put vegetables -cubes of carrots and sawi, of course. Plus, I used squid balls and filament sticks (crab flavoured) to give a taste of seafood meal. I used Kiub Pati Ayam Knorr as well, since I always see my mother use it in every of her soup. The most important ingredient I added was, my mother's sambal lodeh paste. She has prepared me many things. She knew, if she hasn't prepared me such things (instant ingredients), I would not cook at all. Well, it's good enough for a girl who does not have much experiences on cooking. Don't ask about the taste of my soup! I haven't tasted it yet since Maghrib is still 2 and a half hours ahead. Be patient! How do I know?
But, it would taste similar to a number of previous soups I made. Hasinah, Kak Ita, Kak Farha and Azwan have even tasted my soup. I've brought many times to class. You can ask how the terrible taste like from them.
Happy Breaking Fast....!!! :-)

RAMADHAN it comes!

Saturday 22/8/2009 6.15 a.m.
Sahur means taking supplement before puasa/fasting.
I woke up at 5.15 a.m. Oh, my dear! I forgot to set the alarm. Never mind! Life must go what I always say..haha.
NIAT first!
"Nawaitu souma ghadeen, an ada_ei shahri Romadho_na, hazihis sanati lillah"
....I intentionally fast tomorrow, this year, in the name of ALLAH SWT....
I took my Koko Crunch and opened my Dutch Lady Milk.
That was enough, a bowl only. I went to brush my teeth then. After drinking two glasses of plain water, I declare that my puasa has started.
Kak Ain and Kak izzah, my housemates woke up at the same moment.
We just ate whatever we could, what a simple meal!
Jib, my roommate also ate only her Nestle Cornflakes.
Pity on us! Then I took a bath, and it was azan Subuh already. That means, we could not eat, drink or put anything into our mouths anymore....until the becoming Maghrib around 7 p.m.....

Hysteria_In My Neighbourhood.

Hysteria 21/08/09 Friday

It was 4.15 a.m. I was suddenly awakened by a sound. It was scary.

Yes, someone was screaming. It became louder and louder. I wonder why.
I switched on the light and sit upright on bed, listening and analyzing. LOUDER AND LOUDER!!! It was a girl’s voice, I knew. I woke Jib up (my roommate), she -then- rose. We could hear several other voices as well, some panic female voices and a guy’s voice. It was whether they were calming or accompanying. We did not know what the problem was.

“It’s a child birthing kot”, Jib said in a soporific face. Funny!
Malay translation: "Orang nak beranak kot...."

I tried to take her words into considerations, although I actually could not, at all. Thanks for calming me, at least. She continued hibernating. Well, I couldn’t go on sleeping. The environment of my apartment became extremely eerie at the moment. It was already 4.32 a.m.
4.36 a.m., she was still screaming. I didn’t know who. But, I think, it happened downstairs. The sound seemed very very very very close to my house, especially my room. I opened my laptop (which I didn’t switch it off last night), and wrote this post. I was ruffled.
Now, the scream seems a little bit further from my house. But still, it is just around the corridor. I do not know which one or where.

Now, it is 4.42 a.m. She is still screaming. Whoever can sleep at this moment with this scary sound?

Someone is at the living room!!! Who? I left my laptop –stop typing- and walked to my room door. I pulled the door knob and -suprisingly- there were three of my housemates already standing in front of the door, Kak Syira, Kak Ain and Kak Nadia.
We gathered at the kitchen-just now, which is next to my room, having a small discussion. All we could do were guessing, analyzing, being sympathy, and consoling each other.

I continue typing…..

Now, it is already 5.00 a.m. Supposedly, at this moment I would be in the kitchen, cooking either my breakfast or a meal to bring to class. But I am too scared to do so. The scream is still on and on, I don’t know when it will stop. Isn’t she exhausted? When will this end? I can’t sleep like this, wondering who she is, where she is, why she is screaming. Those questions could be also circulating in others’ heads, the neighbours. If only someone could stop her…………ALLAH knows best. This is the last day before we celebrate the coming of RAMADHAN. A pure month when all the devils and bad spirits are kept and tied. Alhamdulillah, welcome Ramadhan!

5.55 a.m.: She is still screaming, even louder. It is azan. She screams as she is in a great pain. I can hear the sound of scratching and beating the floor.

6.00 a.m.: The scream changes into a fierce voice. A sort of tiger “GGrrrrr”. It sounds scary! Believe it. Then, I quickly go praying Subuh.

6.44 a.m.: She is still uncontrollable. I am busy cooking. I can hear someone is reciting azan for her. God blesses you.

7.00 a.m.: Everybody goes on with their own life. Students are walking out to catch bus for classes. Workers are ready to fulfill their responsibilities. Others are moving their cars to work. Whether you are screaming or not, everybody has his own routine. Just like me. I’ve finished cooking fried rice, as what I always do every early morning. Life must go on. How can we help you? We are too scared to go out and find where you are. In fact, we are on our life duties. But, I think, she is quite calm now. The sun has switched on Shah Alam and switched her off. No more screaming.

I went out of my house for CTU class at 10 o'clock. It was suddenly cancelled. As I went home, I met one of my apartment security guards. I asked him about the screaming this early morning. He said, it was a hysteria scene. It happened at Level 3 of Block 2. Well, it is my block. The house might be just on top of my house, since my house is on Level 2. The security guard do not know much about the incident, he was not on duty at that time. Well, that is enough information already. ALLAH knows best!

"Good Luck" and "Thanks" day....

I had a very long journey today.....

After CTU class, I watched my friends practicing 'aerobic' for a challenge. Good is led by Hafizah, my gorgeous class rep. Well, the movements and steps are so fantastically graceful. They will go into the real battle this Sunday morning. I'll be there as a loyal supporter.

Good Luck to:
Kak Fizah
Kak Farha
Kak Hanis
Kak Tira
Kak Alia
(who did not attend today's practice)
Kak Dahlia
Jaja Avon

We are behind you all!!!
Then I went to PTAR to see the Group-A-officers to validate my certification forms. Thank you to Miss Nor Azwani Mohamad, a nice librarian who did it for me. You are such a friendly girl..... Thanks for the information given. She told me where Pejabat Pendaftar is. I needed to go there. My cousin asked me to send a parcel there.

After that, I walked to Pos Malaysia counter at Menara SAAS. I had to put Latfi's parcel into the mailbox. Hahaha...I want to declare that Latfi joins a competition. If I am not mistaken, according to the address written on the parcel, it is Clorets competition (the mint sweet) or something like that. I can vividly remember he gave me his Clorets this morning, but I said I don't want sweets. Haha...I got you! Good Luck Latfi....he was such a typically responsible class rep last semester.
My next journey was just upstairs. Kak Farha asked me to send a parcel to Pejabat Pengurusan Konvokesyen. Alright! Actually, she also was asked by someone else. Well, it was not a big problem at all. A box was provided to put the parcel in. Done!
Next, I walked down the street, heading to Pejabat Pendaftar to settle my cousin's application. Alright! Done! The officer was kind enough. Thank you for the smooth service.
Then, I climbed up a thousand stairs, heading to Hal Ehwal Pelajar building. What an exhausting journey, but it was amazingly fun! I crossed the bridge and got the notice board. I saw my name there, for SLTP scholarship interview. It is Medsi interview, actually. Wish me luck!
20th of August 2009
4 - 4.30 p.m.
Panel A3
Thanks to Fatin 'Izzati...she told me about this earlier
and Hasinah too..
That was the last place I went. Oh, I was not! After that place, I climbed down the hill, getting PTAR2....which is here! I am now at Perpustakaan Tun Abdul Razak 2 UiTM Shah Alam. Where? The same corner where I always sit. :-)

Hardly saying "We are sorry!"??

I got cold and flu since a week ago....

So, I went to PK on 1/8/2009- do a medical check. Nothing! It's neither Influenza H1N1 nor Dengue...the doctor said.

The story begins:

Just admit it...I don't mind....

Apology is the most precious thing that a person with a humble guilty should do.....

I went to PK this change my medicine.

I am forgiving, of course, as a human being. I would understand, I would! If only you have said a special word, WE ARE SORRY. You don't have to state what your fault pragmatic, yes I can accept that. But you did not. Huhuhu...this is not a good sign of an excellent service in a hospital...'should be a hospital'.

well, to be staright forward, I am talking about Pusat Kesihatan UiTM Shah Alam (PK). I went there on 1/8/2009. They gave me the out of date medicine, some is clearly stated on the plastic, GUNA SEBELUM 04 2009. Wow! I have taken two pils already! So?.......

My Parents Came I

11/8/09 Tuesday

My parents came to Shah Alam this evening, surprisingly. I knew that they were heading to Kuala Lumpur to join my cousin’s graduation day. I had a class that afternoon at 2. My father called me that he was on his way, but the only place he knows is Giant Section 13. He could not go further than that as he was worried if he could get lost. He requested me to meet him there. Oh, poor me! Well, for the sake of meeting my parents, why not?
I finished my Cross-Cultural Interactions class successfully, although I had been flying to Giant already, dreaming that I am hugging my parents. Oh, dear! I ran a little bit, catching the bus at the bus stop in front of Pusat Kesihatan UiTM Shah Alam.
To my astonishment, the UiTM bus which stopped in front of my classmates and I did not allow us to get into! Who does he think he is?! Hey! You are hired to fetch us, you know! What are you going to do with the space left in that bus? Bawa habuk or what? You are wasting UiTM’s money for useless petrol! Well, never mind! I couldn’t complain much because whatever speeches or khutbahs I delivered in front of my friends, the bloody-little-bus has gone already, passing us with great smoke! I believe in faith.
Then, I waited for another bus. “Here you come!” My beloved T603-Rapid KL arrived. I got into it quickly. Well, I got a seat – which I rarely come across this pleasant experience! It was 4.38 p.m already! My father sent a message, telling that he was at Giant Section 13 already. Oh, poor me! My journey just has begun.
I got Giant at 5.15 p.m. My father called me, mentioning that he was exactly at the ikan besar area. We were used to this area before. This is spot corner of Giant Section 13.
From a distance, I could see a man in T-shirt and a lady in pink blouse. Yes, they are my parents! Hahaha…...the end. What a boring story. I just want to make you wonder. That’s all for now!