this blog had served me for such a long time. and i will miss you. *trickling tears*

but then we have to move on in life.

okay. so...

i have a new blog. the name is ...er... tengok sendiri la ye.

ittarashai. ahlan wasahlan. welcome.

with that i end this last sentence of the last post with wassalam.

FYI, i've moved. to a new and happy place. i mean a place for me to write my life ramblings that is. more will be updated soon.

one's power is relative. you got the power of speech. the power of writing. or even the physical kinda power.

during these few days, i feel like girls with sword spear any kind of weapon is kinda appealing. hoho. i've watched an anime that has a girl as a hero. yes. the hero not the heroin. THE HERO is A GIRL. in fact, the heroin is a male [sissy :P]. ok, he's not a sissy because he got brains. i respect people with brains.

seirei no moribito. the guardian of the sacred spirit. man, i think this is one of the awesome animes i've watched. it's actually being adapted from a novel with the same name. the plot is brilliant. balsa is awesome! she's the hero. and mind you, she's not some sissy *moe anime character that you often find in animes nowadays. she's kinda boyish but at the same time got that motherly instinct. and she weilds a spear. A SPEAR. that is one powerful weapon. believe me, she could take up a whole army of men with that spear. her determination and her words are quite impressive i must say, despite being only an anime character. heh.

so, again i wanna say that the story is awesome. just google it of you wanna know more. :P

reality check. that's an anime character. don't get too carried away, nadia!

**wakatta.

snapping back to reality, i got some real girl-heroes that i adore too. khaulah binti azur is one of them. oh yeah. she's one of the warrior fighting along the mujahids. her sword fighting skill is top notch. even khalid bin walid was taken aback when he saw her skills on the war field. that's one cool girl.

during the war against rome, this is what she said:
"Wahai sahabat-sahabatku yang sedang berjuang di di jalan Allah, apakah saudari semua sanggup menjadi tukang-tukang picit orang Rom? Apakah saudari sanggup menjadi hamba orang-orang kafir yang dilaknati? Relakah saudari dihina dan dicaci maki oleh bangsa Rom yang durjana itu? Dimanakah letaknya harga diri saudari sebagai seorang pejuang yang rindukan syurga Allah? Dimanakah letaknya kehormatan saudari sebagai seorang Islam yang bertaqwa? Sesungguhnya mati itu lebih bagi kita daripada menjadi hamba-hamba orang Rom."

girl power is cool. :)

and no. i'm not a feminist.

both men and women have their place in this world. both have their strengths and weaknesses.

i've watched malcolm x: the movie just a few hours ago. and i really respect him. he was awesome. his speeches were awesome. and he has the power to influence the people around him.

i think that everybody got their own strength. maybe we just doesn't realize it... yet. for the time being, we can only do what we can. but while we are at it, make sure that we'll give the best out of ourselves. maybe, that the thing that we're doing is actually our strength...

with that in mind, i, nadia, will sign off for now. wassalam. :)

note:
*moe: perasan cute/gedik/mengada-ngada/one of the things that i hate
**wakatta: i know

slept at 2am last night. woke up at 4am. slept again at 6am. woke up again at 8.30am. just in time for class at 9am. [went to class with a pair of bloodshot red eyes].

this is all because of the oxalate lab worksheets. the submission is today. so, yeah, i pulled an all-nighter to finish it. thank God that THAT'S THE LAST OF IT!

and today's also the last day of all pracs! it was a biology prac and the whole class went to the botanical garden. well, the national botanical garden is just about 5 minutes from uni.

we're supposed to be at the botanical garden at 2pm. but i've gotta submit my lab worksheets first. so, then after printing out the whole worksheets and the biology prac's notes it was already about 1.45pm. shoot! jammed all my stuff in my bag and ran to the chemistry department. ran and ran and then semput kejap [hey, i haven't run that fast since... since like 2 years back kot... :P]. and then ran again to BoZo building to meet up with my friends before heading to the botanical garden. heh. semput. luckily i wore my sport shoes.

nasib baik sempat sampai. *phew* even if the botanical garden is 5 minutes from uni, the uni is huge! habis kena lari satu uni avenue. and then, after reaching botanical garden, i realized that i put my bio prac notes in my other book which i accidentally left at home. uuhhh... nasib baik [dr.] julian ash bagi copy.

so, the prac is basically where you gotta walk around the botanical garden and pick 5 flowers; identify them, draw them and observe them [to actually know how they actually get pollinated]. it was a cool prac. julian was very helpful [as always :)]. and that guy really seem fit enough to go around that big botanical garden to look for plants even though he's already 50+ [but he still looks macho :P]. and there's one time where we can't find the label of this one plant so we asked him. and he splurt out its name like the back of his hand [and that's including the name of the plant's family!]. lynette was telling me how on earth that old guy can memorize so many plant names. well, he IS a botanist...

so, here's a picture that i managed to snap at the botanical garden. there's supposed to be a ladybird on one of the flowers... heh. i guess my phone cam is not that reliable... :P

all in all, alhamdulillah. no more pracs. shiawase? NO. exams not over yet. ano... dakara, atashi wa ganbarimasu!

heh. really la... gotta work hard. speaking of which, know what, today is the first time i turned on the tv after silently being put away to the corner of our living room for about 7 weeks now. [well... i think i prefer to watch the things on my laptop (thanks to DC++) rather than watching the stuff on tv].

thus, *ehem* due to the exams, i will [...maybe...] not be updating this blog until my exams are over. heh. :P

well, before i pen off, guess i wish those who'll be having their finals around the corner: Good luck and all the best guys! benkyoushimashou ne?

till then, wassalam. and happy studying. :)

assalamualaikum and a happy, happy, happy eid mubarak!

yes, on this very day, genaplah sebulan penulis tak update blog ni.... harharhar... :P
hey, at least i'm updating it now right? what's more, it's eid mubarak, man! the day for us to forgive and forget... so, selamat hari raya idul fitr! and maaf zahir batin.

for the past 3o days, i think all of us are kinda like searching for our true self. well, for me it is [that's why i'm not updating this blog. heh. :P]. the absence of those wicked syaitan and struggling [should i say mujahadah?] against own nafs really showed you who you really are. for the rest of the year, you might be blaming for those godaan syaitan for not making good deeds and just succumb to the worldly temptations. but if it is ramadhan, and you're not changing a little bit, believe me, that's a sign that the things that impede you from doing good is your own selfish self. and for the past month, it is... err... how should i put this... pencarian hakikat diri? yeah... something like that... searching for ownself.

hablum minallah, wa hablum minannas.

and i guess along the past 30 days, i've been mixing more with other people. being with the children, makes me realize that they are sooo purely innocent and will take up everything, literally everything that the grown up tell them. i've learned that raising a child is not an easy work; wrong idea will give them the wrong impression and the same ideology will persist until someone tell them it's wrong. playing with them does taught me, a grown up [full-fledged adult? :P] a thing or two about life itself [plus, being with them just made my inner child filled with the enjoyment of playing with toys again. XP]. being with my peers, taught me on how to tolerate with other people. young people with raging hormones tends to be filled with rather quite an overwhelming emotion... but ironically, they were the ones that reminded me on how to control my own emotions [even though i am one of those young people with raging hormones. my hormones are quite stable, thank you very much. these raging people are excluding my dear friends too... well, you know who u are :)]. being with more mature people [like dear kak ana, kak su and kak amalia], my perception of the world kinda change. maturity does come with age... and if you wanna 'learn' about them, learn them from the experts. :)

and even though, i do feel like i wanna shrunk back in my own shell, being in my own world, alhamdulillah, i didn't. [but my social skill is still kinda low. hoho.].

alhamdulillah, ramadhan is a madrasah that taught me a whole lotsa things. even though, i feel that i didn't live up to my expectations for ramadhan, there's still room for improvement for the next 11 months to come. the learning doesn't stop there. ramadhan gives a chance for a turning point for you to be the best that you can. and it's up to you to procede for the rest of the year.

and before i forget, lagi sekali, mohon maaf kalau ada salah silap... and Selamat Hari Raya!

wassalam.

p/s: i miss home. counting days...

one year ago. girl. 18+ years old. naivity is her middle name. and due to her naivity, she always getting mixed up with the wrong things which lead her to be somehow... sidetracking to the undefinied region, filled with uncertainties. even though she was living in a place where the shahadah had been proclaimed by most of the people, the haq and the batil are all getting mixed up. and as the girl is quite immature despite being 18 years old, she is sometimes stucked in the midst of confusion between the rights and the wrongs and due to her immaturity and also lack of knowledge, her actions are somehow distorted in some degree. i'm saying distorted because she is doing things that may seem right in a way [well, she thought it was okay to do it because most people are doing it] but in fact is wrong.

dear al-qalb,
the girl is very ashamed for what she had done for the past 12 months. you had been constantly been bombarded by unlawful things and when nafs had taken the best of you, a black dot is embedded on you for each of those sinful things. no, she doesn't realized that she is getting all those black dots on you.

dear al-qalb,
now that she had realized it, she wants to take care of you. she wants to erase every single black dots on you. she wants to take good care of you, so that whenever the words of God are recited, she will feel the undescribable sweetness:
For, Believers are those who, when God is mentioned, feel a tremor in their hearts, and when they hear His signs rehearsed, find their faith strengthened, and put (all) their trust in their Lord. [8:2]
..and peacefulness.
Those who believe, and whose hearts find satisfaction in the remembrance of God: for without doubt in the remembrance of God do hearts find satisfaction. [8:28]
for all she knows now, she doesn't want you to be like in 2:74.
Thenceforth were your hearts hardened: They became like a rock and even worse in hardness. For among rocks there are some from which rivers gush forth; others there are which when split asunder send forth water; and others which sink for fear of God. And God is not unmindful of what ye do.

dear al-qalb,
do you remember the promise from our Rabb?
(To the righteous soul will be said:) "O (thou) soul, in (complete) rest and satisfaction! Come back thou to thy Lord,- well pleased (thyself), and well-pleasing unto Him! Enter thou, then, among My devotees! Yea, enter thou My Heaven!" [89:27-30]
yes, the girl is always enlightened whenever she hears that promise because she knows that her Rabb will never break any promises to her.

dear al qalb,
ramadhan is here. shahr al-nur. the girl who is now 19+ years old is celebrating ramadhan in a different place than where she used to for the past 18 years. and in this place where the people who testified shahadah is very scarce, her appreciations of her Deen had increased. the haq and the batil had becoming clearer now. and for each day during this ramadhan, she wants to enliven you up with the remembrance of her Rabb in everything she does. there'll be definitely an extra care for you, for she wants to make the BEST out of everyday, every hour, every minute, every second of ramadhan.

dear al-qalb,
do not let her down during this school of ramadhan. she doesn't want to be a defective product of the school. she will give the best of her, insya'Allah, so that the best of you will last her for another 11 months to come.

-perfection of hope-

p/s: selamat berpuasa dan maaf zahir batin!

i ought to update this blog more often. haiyoh. blame it to kemalasan tahap maksima yang kadangkala menjelma out of nowhere.

i remembered that one of my friends said that, "if one wants to write a blog, (s)he must have the commitment in updating it frequently." well, that's not her exact words but it was something like that. heh.

i don't even know why i got a blog in the first place. hoh. hampeh tol. i think it was after spm and i was bored at home. so, after a few weeks of boredom, i decided to open a blog. and that ladies and gentlemen, is how this very own blog that you're reading was initiated.

i guess most of the bloggers in the ever-so-global blogosphere have their friends to actually prompt them to start a blog, huh? well, that isn't my case. i blogged out of boredness.
those people who were prompted to write a blog must be great thinkers. pemikir-pemikir besar yang diseru untuk mencurahkan ide-ide bernas mereka untuk mengaktifkan otak-otak para pelayar ruang siber yang mungkin memerlukan kickstart untuk berfungsi secara effisyen. barangkali.

with that, i guess i'm not one of them. feel like i'm not even on par with what the stuff they're writing. oh. oh. oh. i feel like i just wasted a whole lot of space in the cyberworld with my crappy rantings. oh. what have you done, nadia? oh.

okay, cut the emo part.

if you're an observant, you'll realize that i'm trying to blog in bahasa melayu. like in The Real Bahasa Melayu. i know, my english is lousy... so, does my bahasa melayu. haish. feel like i want to blog in japs or arab. haha. okay, that's not possible. yet. even though, my english and bahasa melayu are lousy, i'm really trying to improve them. wargh! *penulis berasa sangat bersemangat* hohohohohoho.


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*tetiba, penulis rasa cam spastik la pulak pasal ter-over bersemangat tak tentu pasal*



penulis juga berhasrat untuk mengurangkan kekerapan menulis ketika sedang emo. sesungguhnya, penulis bukanlah seseorang yang gemar mempraktikkan teknik melayan perasaan sehingga tahap jidan [baca:emo].

btw, i hate long entries. long entries make my head hurts. and i'm easily bored with long entries. and long entries strain my eyes too because i've gotta scroll down so many times and read so many alphabets jumbled up together in one whole looong paragraph. so, i'm keeping my entries short. like this one. which will end right about now.