Special Days , Yuki Goto

Well, I am currently in watching Special A mood. The opening song really, really touched my heart. I miss my school, and the song just makes me realize how my memories are really my special days. I miss my friends. I miss my teachers. The song makes me wonder, how precious my life had been. The regrets that I am unable to throw away. All the things that had happened, happiness, sadness, friendship, all of them. I want to cry. I miss you guys very much.

Youtube--> Special Days by Yuko Goto

What Twitter will do to you? Seriously, random random thoughts.

May be a result from annoyed outbursts of people (esp teenagers) on their behaviour in social medias. And silent stalking. Hurt my eyes and brain a lot. And yeah, I'm watching Special A. :D

Letter to Father Asking Permission on a Trip

Section A : Directed Writing (SPM)

Room 1423, Traders Hotel,

Manchester City,

United Kingdom.

19th MAY 2012

An Honest Deed

Monday, 11th October 2010. The exact date of the most important incident that ever happened in my life. The incident that changed my life forever. As an orphan, my routine as Rahim Majid is ordinary, same as everyone else. But, on this special date, I felt some sense of excitement crept over me. I still can recall the cheerful, bright sunny morning. The birds were chirping, the trees were swaying in the wind and the morning sunlight flooded into the room. I picked up my saggy bag and grinned with joy, ready to start a brand new day.

Aku Nak Qiamullail !

Seriously cakap, aku bukan dalam kalangan manusia yang rajin berqiamullail. Boleh kira dengan jari lah berapa kali bangun malam untuk beribadah. Itupun bila masa kat sekolah. BADAR kan suka buat qiamullail ni, kalau terbangun aku join lah. Tapi memang confirm ngantuk.

[REVIEW] Mitch Albom's Tuesdays With Morrie

I had always been curious with Mitch Albom's books. I have one friend that has almost every book that is written by him. It seems promising, but I tend to analyze a book from it's cover. And all of Mitch Albom's books' covers are actually plain, with only a few lines on it. Which always stopped me from buying them. I will squint my eyes at those plain covers, and put the book back. What a naive me.

Friendship in my life

Friendship really means something, eh? Sincerely stated, I was always hesitated on obtaining a 'best friend'.
I was so different when in lower form. Nerd, a loyal prefect, cannot stand disciplinary problems, distancing myself from troublemakers. I was once that person. Maybe still is.

SPM changed me (Part 2)

I'd find myself struggling to find a story plot. Well, I must say, I was able to create such a fine story, entitled The Curse of the Swiss (I have obsession on giving titles). I wrote the essay the night before my English mid year exam, finishing at 2 a.m. Mrs Dayana praised me for that story, and I am actually proud of myself. But well, praises are not good enough, I need marks to prove that. 32/50, a little bit frustrated.

Schizoid , The Tragedy 01

             “My sweetie, just be a good girl and go to sleep, okay? “

His eyes were staring deep into hers. Those eyes gave her a penetrating look, yet his lip was curling into the most charming smile she had ever seen in her life. She took a peek at his beautiful, radiant hazel eyes. There was a glint of loneliness in his clear eyes. She pouted. It had only been two hours since he came to visit her. Yesterday it was two hours and five. Can’t he stay longer? For the sake of her?

SPM changed me (Part 1)

I lost myself. Akwardly.
It doesn't seem that the world is changing. Not much.
But I changed. I miss my old self.
SPM changed me so much. And I hate it.

Monday, 28 Jan

My First Impression

I was just finishing my Subuh prayer on JL724 when something white caught the corner of my eye. Can you guess what it was?

SNOW!! OH MY GOD!!

Tuesday, 29 Jan

The Real Thing Begins!

Another day had started, and our story continued. So we should be advanced to Fukushima today, yes! But first thing first, we got our first lecture, and now, the real thing had begun! We made our way to the Tokyo Station Business Centre TKP, Tokyo to meet with Mr. Nogami Tatsuya of the Meiji University. I was very excited, as I would meet a real lecturer! This Mr. Nogami Tatsuya must be a great and educated man.

Wednesday, 30 Jan

The Victims’ Voice

The next day, and we proceed with our journey. We were at the Hatori Highland Lake Exchange Promotion Centre to listen to the lecture on outline of the Disaster and Reconstruction. Very fancy name of place and lecture, I must say.

Thursday, 31 Jan

Digging Out The Truth!

Today was a fun day! We had a little crime scene investigation and I felt like I was Detective Conan. I felt really smart even though it was not me who did it. I was just observing. ^^ We made a nuclear radiation test to the agriculture products of Ten-ei to confirm that the agriculture products are safe.

Friday, 1 Feb

Snow Playtime!

I was very upset today. Today was our last day at the pension. We took a photo together with Akashi-san and Yasuko-san. I will really miss them. <3

Saturday, 2 Feb

Brainstorming Session

Yet, another day to go. We had moved to the Regina Forest and I admit, the igloos here are really cute and comfy! The design are really attractive. I hope Malaysia had places like this.

Sunday, 3 Feb

Exchange of Ideas

It’s Sunday. The day of our presentation. Well, it’s not me who will going to present our action plan, but I still felt nervous.

Monday, 4 Feb

Disaster Experience

Our last day in Fukushima, I was sad because after this there will be no snow anymore. So I collected a little snow and shoved them into a mineral water bottle. There were a few boys laughing at me because they sad it was a stupid thing to do. But I did not care. So, I brought the water in the Shinkansen to Tokyo. But the snow melted before I even arrived at Tokyo. =,=’