tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63885165768688425242024-02-07T23:34:58.539+08:00Syamizublog ini bergenre bebas.syamizuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11636139494787732060noreply@blogger.comBlogger152125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388516576868842524.post-7580630030431470532013-10-07T16:47:00.001+08:002013-10-07T16:49:34.491+08:00shortsubhanallah alhamdulillah allahuakbar..<br />
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bismillah..fuhh fuhh it's been long since my previous post.<br />
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Well, im not gonna lie that i will only post something up when im feeling a little bit down..owh, maybe not so little. Seeee, i wasnt down for a long time, this current down-feeling is massive!<br />
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i wanna talk about it here.. but there's no word that i could use to describe it.. Ya Rabb, it hurts me..<br />
Allah is the Most Merciful..Hasbunallah wa ni'mal wakil..<br />
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i just wanna forget everything for a second :(<br />
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betullah, it takes years to build, a second to break and a life-time to fix. kalaulah it can be fixed.<br />
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2weeks before the practicum end. insyaAllah will be having the last observation on this wednesday. pray for me people :)..<br />
life as a student will be back very sooon..<br />
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<span style="font-weight: normal;">ada yang bertanya "bukankah syaitan terusir dengan zikir? ku lazimkan berwirid namun masih terasa hadir.." Jawab Al-Ghazali, "kau bisa menghalau anjing tapi ia akan tetap datang jika ada aroma tulang. Walau zikir tidak henti, syaitan akan tetap datang kembali selama hati kotor dan dengki.."</span></h3>
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susah tak susah, kena jugak jaga! yeahh!syamizuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11636139494787732060noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388516576868842524.post-47734298371443314142012-08-28T00:48:00.000+08:002012-08-28T00:48:57.078+08:00School mode: offi know that ive been bragging about how calm i was for the prac two weeks ago. but things do not seem to fall into places today. everything seems so wrong! i never had this kind of heavy feelings about going to school...until today. i was really really hard on myself. i woke up early but i decided to not just really wake up until it was quite late. i prepared the lesson half heartedly and im really in the mood of raya still. i miss home. after 2 years been away for raya, this is supposed to be the time. i need a longer hols. kbye. whining. the main thing is, the class was a disaster just now. i need to start up my engine fast. tmrw and the next day got observation.<br />
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Ya Allah, keep me calm and cool and stay positive and kind and nice and not a hypocrite and a lover.<br />
Ya Allah, pls help me and my friends esp the one who texted me just now for she is having the same problem as mine. Keep the students and us cool :D<br />
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because im a teacher the painter, the students are my canvas. once painted, no matter how hard you try to clean it, there are still gonna leave some stains on it. be good syamim. gambatte!<br />
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dear rumet, it's always a pleasure to see you doing so well in ur prac. i dont know whether you even realise it or not, but you seem to enjoy doing all these prac stuffs more than you think, perhaps. you're singing at 1 am while doing the lesson plan, isnt it a good sign, rite?<br />
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i remember before we started the prac, we promised to be strong and keep calm through the prac. and yeah! we did it. it has just been a month of prac but i think we went through a lot of things, kan..<br />
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but, this Ramadhan, my double pleasure to see you is when i woke up in the middle of night just to see you were praying, im not sure, guess it gotta be tahajud. then, to see you did dhuha prayer, lots of quran recitation, it really touched me.<br />
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just wanna say, im proud of you. and i pray to Allah, to keep you in company and make you a strong girl and to keep istiqamah in whatever good things you're doing.<br />
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p/s: cicak cicak cicak :P<br />
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owh esok sekolah, skolah, nite2 penang.<br />
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malam Ramadhan 24..syamizuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11636139494787732060noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388516576868842524.post-83264164298929411362012-08-12T01:21:00.000+08:002012-08-12T01:24:40.455+08:00;B<div>
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1) the very first time i took the decision to wear my hijab full time..it wasnt an easy decision i must admit. for me, to wear the hijab would absolutely mean 'im a new person, dont judge me'.. it means that I AM A COMMITTED MUSLIM and not just a muslim by name, and to be a muslim among the non-muslims is kinda a heavy job. people around me are looking at me as a muslim and not only some foreigner student. but the feeling to wear the hijab among the non-muslims was undescribeable. it was awesome kind of feeling, i was so proud with my hijab and AM still proud of it :).</div>
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Allahumma innaka 'awuffun kareem, tuhibbul 'afwa fa'fu annee :)</div>
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The only person that i need to be right now is the better me than yesterday. Seriously, i don't need comparison :) but for all, thank you!<br />
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p/s: meeting jenny and pamela really makes me feel better :)<br />
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p/s: dicengkam wahan. tak tahulah org lain macam mana. tapi keadaan sgt kritikal, genting, sabar dah kurang, amal merosot..memang patutlah kau syamim. </div>
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p/s: curi2 masa update blog. sibuk betul dengan duniawi. sabtu nie dah ramadhan, harap dipermudahkan utk menambah pahala berganda bonus. yeahh strive for it!</div>
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Ya Allah, keep me strong and healthy.syamizuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11636139494787732060noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388516576868842524.post-63906474570582998082012-07-08T17:10:00.003+08:002012-07-08T17:10:43.398+08:00TonightTonight, i predict myself will barely sleep with closed eyes. I predict that im not gonna have a 'good-night-sleep' before it's even started. The practicum. It's tomorrow T.T..and i have this very overwhelming feeling right now that i feel like my heart is going to explode real soon. BOOOOOM! ahhhhh. im so terrified. The fact that my heart berbolak balik less than in a blink of an eyes is quite expected but im just not ready for it yet. oh no. i feel like "oh no, im gonna die". okay, big lol for me. i wake up this morning with lots of thinking<br />
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haha. stop worrying syamim. because the only thing i should be doing now is waiting. JUST WAIT. tp penantian itu satu penyeksaan.haha<br />
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hasbunallah wa nikmal wakeel <3 cukuplah Allah sebagai penolong dan sebaik2 pelindung. Ya Allah, permudahkanlah urusan Syamim dan Haziqa Anis serta seluruh manusia lain yang sedang berusaha dan bertarung dalam segala apa jenis bentuk pun. Kerana praktikum kali ini adalah salah satu perang utk kami, Ya Allah, berilah kemenangan utk kami, tenangkan hati kami, tautkan hati, lembutkan hati anak2 murid kami, supervisor kami dan guru pembimbing kami, berkatilah masa kami, redhailah usaha kami sebagai pendidik anak bangsa.<br />
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so i sad, im frustrated, i cried huhu<br />
<span style="background-color: white;">and i keep on thinking bout the things i hate the most.</span><br />
<span style="background-color: white;">tp fikir balek, i should never think about it. </span><br />
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sebab Dia ar-rahman, ar-rahim :)<br />
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p/s: datang dengan harapan, pulang dengan kejayaan! YOSHHH!<br />
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tho i might not be the one to text you or call you everyday, but pls know that i remember you guys in my prayer everyday :) Wish to hold hands with you guys there, in Jannah ;D<br />
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kini, setiap kali mendengar berita di tv, ada saja kes bunuh dan kebanyakannya sebab dendam! grudge! manusia, kenapa biarkan marah dah dendam menguasai diri? mengapa biarkan diri kita dikawal syaitan? sedangkan ramai juga tahu yang marah itu kalau tidak dikawal, ibaratnya dicurah2nya minyak ke dalam api, makin kuat maraknya!<br />
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kenapa sampai berbunuh? mungkin sahaja terasuk melihat banyak pembunuhan di middle east. tp mereka berjuang utk agama. ini pulak bunuh sesama agama. Astagfirullah. kenapa ye? belum cukup byk kekacauan ke, dalam dunia nie? perlukah tambah? ades.<br />
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there is a saying, '<b>holding a grudge is like drinking a poison and waiting for your enemy to die'</b>... holding ur grudge will just kill urself in the end. it's eating you up. I know that sometimes it is so hard to be patient but to berlapang dada is the way. try to channel ur anger to something more beneficial or thru sports which i found is really good in making you feel better.<br />
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a reminder for me for i've always holding grudge. Astagfirullah.<br />
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maafkan mereka sebelum tidur. and hopefully they forgive me too :(<br />
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p/s: krisis umat tenat. utk org veteran pun buat rancangan menyanyi realiti. i just dont get this people >:( ... marah.<br />
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jazakunallahu khairan kathira for all the nice and beautiful wishes for my birthday, everyone. it was indeed a reminder and also a force for me to be a better person at this time of age. huhu. 23 is quite a big number right? im feeling it..im feeling it.. it feels like a huge stone is put on me. but im guessing the imaginary stone is never gonna beat bilal's ;)<br />
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i really miss macquarie :( this time it is as specific as macquarie and not sydney as a whole, probably because i spent most of my time there. hehe..i just really miss my route back from the library to baitul warith. to walk pass by the greens kat belakang library, rumah orang tua, the bus stop, woollies especially, every night in the cold.. really, i miss those moments. i would always walk out of the library and look up to the sky and kinda talk alone to myself while walking to gain some comfort. and occasionally, i have a cute friend who literally accompanied me back home or just through the phone :)..<br />
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Perhaps, the same thing goes to our heart. When we decided to change and become someone better, it's best for us to leave out the rest of the bad things we used to do, so that the heart is not contaminated. We cant possibly be real good when we still hve pieces of jahiliyah in us. yeah, that's the hardest part, and i dont really think that there's anyone one earth except for the prophet who could actually be free from the jahiliyah. and jahiliyah could be big and could be small. and even the smallest one would give at least the slightest impact on our life. for me, i wanna sleep less. though it's kinda small, but it really affects my daily life routines. i hate it. xpelah, at least i am willing to give it a try. try kan. efforts that count!<br />
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kerana manusia hatinya tak tetap, keputusannya boleh berubah-ubah, mood nya berayun-ayun, lalu, memang sukar untuk setia pada satu pilihan dan jawapan. Tentu ada saja kalau-kalaunya, pasti kalau bukan sekarang, esok lusa mungkin juga tulat keputusannya berubah...tentu bukan semua begini, tapi ramai.<br />
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"sudah dikabarkan hatinya berbolak-balik. tapi kenapa masih bergantung harap?" -meletakkan Yang Satu itu nombor dua..ahh, nama pun nombor satu, kenapa mesti dipinda kebelakang? manusia, suka berbuat suka hati saja. manusia, itu aku. ak sedang monolog dalaman. bercakap tentang lemahnya diri, futur diri ak makin kejauhan. ditinggalkan jauh kebelakang dalam arus yang patutnya ak lari kedepan, kejar! bukan menonggok bak batu karang. "Sulit ya situasi ini... bila bermain dgn hati".<br />
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ak melihat, ak merasa terjatuh dalam kawah yang amat dalam, gelap tika ini..ada ketulan keras dalam diri. ketulan yang menentukan baik jahatnya aku. dan keras itu bersamaan dengan jahat, kan?<br />
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tapi, yang pasti, ak manusia. lalu aku ingin meletak harapan pada diri sendiri, biar saja aku mungkin akan kecewa lagi. kecewa dengan diri sendiri kerana tidak memenuhi tuntutan rohani, menzalimi diri sendiri. tapi tetaplah tidak salah utk ak meletak harapan yang tinggi tapi logik lagi realistik! Ini harapan ak..one and only. Redha dan syurga Allah. Indeed, janjiNya benar. Lalu, kayu ukurnya mujahadah dan istiqamah!<br />
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<span style="color: purple;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“Katakanlah (wahai Muhammad): “Wahai hamba-hambaKu yang telah melampaui batas terhadap diri mereka sendiri (dengan perbuatan-perbuatan maksiat), janganlah kamu berputus asa dari rahmat Allah, kerana sesungguhnya Allah mengampunkan segala dosa sesungguhnya Dialah jua Yang Maha Pengampun, lagi Maha Mengasihani.”</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: purple;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Az Zumar: 53</span></span></div>
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jgn. jgn putus asa!<br />
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<br />syamizuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11636139494787732060noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388516576868842524.post-25696054365691853752012-05-09T18:27:00.001+08:002012-05-09T18:27:29.630+08:00Weirdweird.<br />
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i feel weird.<br />
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everything seems so weird.<br />
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im a weirdo :(<br />
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i dont feel normal.<br />
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my heart beats faster than ever!<br />
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im not sure, but i must be thinking of something.<br />
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and i think i need to tell this something to someone.<br />
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but i just find no one to tell this something.<br />
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which actually i dont even know what is this something.<br />
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<br />syamizuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11636139494787732060noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388516576868842524.post-11786740122897045872012-05-08T11:40:00.000+08:002012-05-08T11:40:22.523+08:00Hujan<br />
teringin nak jadi macam hujan..<br />
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amukannya menghasilkan air,<br />
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sejuk, basah, lepas dengar guruh,<br />
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terus tak jadi marah..<br />
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teringin nak jadi hujan..<br />
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amukannya memuntahkan pelangi..<br />
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pelangi yang warna-warni.<br />
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semua yang memandang pasti tak lelah..<br />
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teringin nak jadi macam hujan.<br />
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dengar bunyi je dah rasa nyaman,<br />
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rasa segar, rasa tenang..<br />
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ahhh indahnya bunyi hujan.<br />
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teringin nak jadi macam hujan.<br />
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walau ada yang membenci,<br />
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dia tetap turun lagi,<br />
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tp bukan utk kepentingan sendiri..<br />
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kenapa ramai yang tak sedar ini? :(<br />
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Selamat Hari Ibu <3<br />
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<a href="http://www.rainymood.com/">rain makes everything better</a><br />
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p/s: :(<br />
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kalau sebenarnya, tarbiyah itu melembutkan hati, tapi kenapa jadi begini? :(<br />
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<br />syamizuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11636139494787732060noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388516576868842524.post-33321333694431117752012-05-06T23:12:00.001+08:002012-05-06T23:14:38.319+08:00Bekal<br />
ibu selalu excited bila suruh tgok shahir keluar kat TV. adesss. and that's not one of my favourite things to do -_-".. tp, his saying at that time struck me...<br />
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"Dalam satu perjalanan, untuk menuju ke destinasi, kita akan perlukan bekalan. Kita cari bekalan dan bawa bekalan itu sampailah kita selamat tiba ke destinasi. Tapi kadang-kadang, bekalan kita tu habis dan sering kali tercicir ditengah jalan. Bila sedar akan kehilangan bekal tu, mungkin kita patut patah balik, cari semula bekalan yang keciciran tu, utk smpai ke destinasi.."</blockquote>
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that's not exactly his words but the gist is there. he makes me thinking...rasanya kene kutip balek kot bekalan tu, barulah boleh berpicnic later on! tp, in a way nak kutip balek pun ada caranya. kene track back our way then only we could find it. as for me, bekalan tu, sebenarnya, dah tertinggal....tertinggal kat sydney T.T. owhh kene balek sydney kot?? heh.<br />
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p/s: home and away ;)<br />
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malam nie bulan besarr! Bulan, smpaikan salam rindu eh hehehe<br />
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<br />syamizuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11636139494787732060noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6388516576868842524.post-72160104662139607562012-05-02T23:39:00.000+08:002012-05-02T23:39:24.107+08:00RightLife is about making choice. and it's not just about making choice, but making The right choice.<div>
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are we just looking, but not seeing?</div>
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are we just hearing, but not listening?</div>
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are we reading and yet refuse to understand?</div>
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acting like you dont care?</div>
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