World Wide Debate Festival~

Those students voice their opinions at Debate Festival in Terneuzen, Netherlands~~ It's kinda series of IDEA debate lesson, held on 11 March before. & the theme of the debate festival was "alcohol consumption and youth."

And what I heard, the audience & the adjudicators were extremenly impressive with their argument... Ohh, of course they are~! 

Wish I can drop my ears there somehow....

Adil Buku Bermula Sudah!

Yeh, the Book Fair has started - today! There's thousands of peoples & yet zillions of boooks flowing throughout the PWTC!

But so far, nothing really attracted my attention this time. Entahlah, but I didnt see those addicting booth which usually captured my eyes view. Etc: Gerai2 novel pukal-Buku2 latihan sekolah ke....-Winx ke, Barbie ke, atau buku2 comel lain..... Even if there are, they'll be only a couple of them or so... After all I didnt buy soo much books like before, or even since I've affected by the economy crisis maybe....?

Plus.... some of the books are still not in the line yet. Mostly all the newest books & the superhotcelebrities will come tomorrow.  Oh it's vry annoying.  They keep saying, "Esok datanglahh.... Itu..ini...itu..ini... datang!" Seriously; "Alah, tak boleh datang.". I cant make it tomorrow! In the end, I draw myself an innocent look, knew it wont work. Hmppphh....

Anyway, today is enjoying though. We got free stuff more than what we bought unexpectedly! Hehehhee. I just love to come again, for Gempak Starz is giving totally RM6 over all the graphic novel each & those goodies, ohhh! Marvelous~~ *Wahhh, lain kali kalau nak beli komik  postpone & tunggu pesta buku je lah ye! Dapat beli pukal.

And yeh of course I met a bunch of my friends - Before the entrance ohh I met Kak Fadhilah! Then walked another four feet I saw Kak Fawa, blablablablabla..... Kak Ezza, Farah Nadhiera, Alia, Kak Zaza & so on.... Oh yes, there were also hundreds of budak2 SMK X, ayyohhh!

I'm trying to find my old bestie in the crowd, (She said she was in there!) but suprisingly I crash into my other bestie!~  It's like:

   Dibawa kayuh seberang titi;

Mencari lidi terlupa asah,

Dah patah tumbuh hilang berganti.

Dicari Rinee terjumpa Shasha.

Wahah, pantun 4 kerat!! Okeh, its the end then.

*Detect someone huh? Heh~

Sekian.

Komputer tahu menipu,*kadang-kadang~

Hari ni aku terdetik untuk bercerita lagi.

Kisah lama yang berlaku hari Ahad tahun lepas, 5 Julai. Aku dan empat orang yang lain bertuah sebab terlepas dari bergelut dengan Kem Soleh kat Maahad.

Awal pagi lagi kami terpacak di dataran tunggu van nak datang angkut. Dan tak lama lepas tu kami sampai ke satu bangunan dekat mana entah untuk hadir Kursus Komputer apa benda entah. Mula-mula sekali, kami ambil sarapan enak yang pihak penganjur sediakan.

Bila dah kenyang lepas tu, masing-masing cari port sendiri. Kira ok lah, komputer dia semua cun & menawan belaka, jadi aku tak main pilih-pilih sangat, terus duduk. Dan sebelum program tu bermula, masing-masing ambil kesempatan beramah-mesra & menyesuaikan diri dengan komputer persendirian & orang-orang persekitaran tu.

Cerita bermula bilamana komputer aku betul-betul bersebelahan seorang pelajar Cina ni, yang mana lepas ditemubual namanya Sadira Yeong. Uuh~ Comel laa, mata dia besar dan bulat *ye, semua manusia mata bulat... Sebelah kiri pula port Timah & tiga orang putera yang lain tu ambil tempat betul-betul di depan kami.

Dan si pengendali majlis datang, maknanya program dah bermula... Selesai sesi penerangan, dia bagi tempoh sejam ke dua jam, lebih kurang camtu laa untuk kami perlengkapkan diri masing-masing dengan mengeown sekurang-kurangnya satu blog setiap orang serta menyign up pelbagai laman web sosial yang wujud zaman IT ni.


Aku yang memang sediaada dah berym, msn, myspace, & etc masa tuh lenggang sahaja laa sambil melihat orang lain menyudahkan tugas. Bosan betul, jadi aku buat pos ni, merepek. Si Sadira sebelah aku ni pun lenggang gak, dia tngah kemaskini blog dia~ Kami pun borak laa itu ini itu ini, usha blog dia, dia usha blog aku... sampailah aku tertanya,

"Sadira, awak ada Myspace? Apa haa? Nak add awak lah."

Sekali dia jawab, 

"Myspace? Saya tak ada Myspace."

"Sebab itu Israel punya kan?"

Aku tersentak, Timah *yang jugak curi-curi dengar perbualan kami terus grab tangan aku.  Kami main isyarat mata, cuak!

"Ohh?" 

Aku terpana lagi, terkena kejutan elektrik yang agakk dahsyat. Ohh, jarang jumpa non-muslim live macam ni. Angguk.

"Kami tak sokong Israel..."

Jari dia memberi isyarat 'kami' sebagai dia dan kawan sebelahnya. Kawan sebelah dia tu, Shobanah mengiyakan.*Dia ni kacukan India-China ehh. Ohhh, semangat betul dia! Dia sangaattt ter'emosional' ketika berbicara isu Israel tuh.

"Betul,betul! Siapa sokong Israel?!"

Aku membalas kata-katanya. Ya! Geram betul! Tak patut betul! Keluar beribu macam lagi perkataan-perkatan tak terduga dari mulut kami, Timah pun sudah turut serta. Blablablabla...

Tiba-tiba suara nyaring Sadira meninggi, 

"ISRAEL JAHAT!!!" 

Suara dia mendalam, dan nyata; kuat! Budak-budak putera serentak berpaling ke arah kami. Aku paling ingat babak ni, sebab dia meninggalkan kesan yang sangat mendalam....

"Kalau Myspace Israel punya, habis ya....."

Baru kami nak meneruskan perbualan.  Dia pintas ayat aku. *Timah, aku tak ingat sangat dialog dia laa...

"Ya! Google, Yahoo, 

dan semua tu Israel Yahudi yang punya!"

Dia geram.

"Oh, jadi...."

Dipintas lagi,

"Ya, tapi malangnya kita terpaksa guna 

juga kalau mahu ikut perkembangan zaman.

Saya ada Yahoo Messenger dan saya juga guna Google."

Kali ni Shobanah pula bercakap, slumber.

 Tapi dia macam nak segera tamatkan perbualan.

"Tapi berpada-padalah..."

Selepas tu kami terus berbual dan bersependapat yang program tu sangaatt membosankan sehinggalah pukul 5 petang, usai solat Asar, kami dapat sijil & kami pun pulanggg!~~

Kesimpulannya jelas dan terzahir. 

Sedangkan mereka sungguh-sungguh membenci Israel yang menzalimi rakyat Palestin, apatah lagi kita?~ Tidakkah kita rasa hakikat kekejaman yang telah berpuluh tahun bermaharajalela di sana? Dan kalau jawapannya ya, kenapa ada antara kita yang masih terus berseronok tanpa batasan sedang kita sendiri dalam jajahannya....

Dan bagi aku, semua laman web yang mereka bina, tak kiralah apa judulnya; FB,MS,FS&etc.. sememangnya berpotensi besaaarrr mempengaruhi pergaulan kita, ye laa nama pun 'laman web sosial'. Cuma kita lahh yang jadi kayu pengukurnya. Asalkan kita tak menjayakan objektif laman web mereka tuu dengan jayanya dah laa.

Apa-apa pun, di mana pun kita berada, kita masih pegang title Muslim, bukannya

bila sudah tiada hijab di alam maya kita turut menenggelamkan identiti kita~~~

Ohh, penat menaip~! Ahh, tangan hampir pp..ppa...tahhh? Erghhh, baik berhenti dulu.

Ambil intisari dan oh! tak perlu guna kanta untuk renungkan~~

Sekian.

the exam journale.

Halfterm holiday. 1 Week only.

I'm not so comfortable, yeh u could see we're confrontng too many things in a time. Directly after KOT, there's thousand bunch of homeworks & to cope with exam, keceriaan dorm yang wajib,so on so far & all of a sudden Cikgu called - 'Buat cenderahati utk bagi SBPI mana entah yang nak datang lepas cuti'. ?!

Okeh. Relax.

So, any volunteers to lend me ur hands?

Hmph. hahahh, nvrmind.

Anyway, this whole week were packed with exam. It was bulging. But at least I've tried to fill in every blanks and finally I did it! Hahhah i'm trying to make it as positive as possible.

I did Math-English-Seni on Tuesday. Eventuallly it was easy but the reality wasnt so easy without calculator, that I've confused with those plenty numbers. & I dare say nothing about english & seni.

Wednesday, we had our Sejarah-KHB-Arab. Yes. It is getting tougher. My mind was completely 'taknak kena rotan!' & i'm having inferiority complex. It cause me worry duhh. But later on idk how on earth suddenly i'm thinking of cikgu zaidah - well err how's her baby? Oh. Hehehe. However, argh. Arab totally make me sick dying! I've got no correction tape so I've tried my best not to do so much potongpotong on my paper, they told me Uztaz Annas does really care about writing! But I didnt managed to make it fixed, my answers were really messy.Sorry Uztaz.

Thursday, bhahah finally its BM-GEO-PAI-Science. Everything was last minute, so good luck to me. I did BM better than other paper,so well I think it is the only paper I could breathe properly. And honestly I didnt  have the chance to touch buku teks Geo... :(  But then PAI was ok, it wasnt very complicated, uztazah dah sediakan ruang jwapan! And Science...... was the last subject of the day. my OMR paper seem not very convincing. No comment please.


After all, everything was hampeh & unconvincing. Sorry, I know there are  few month to go before PMR~ hmphh...

alfatihah.

That night, I was surfing the Web as I was really bored. I felt very productive, & it kept me awake. I dont know why but I guess I've got reasons not to sleep that night, eventhough I knew we're heading Kelantan just in the next few hours - balik kampung.

The silence filled the air, I could breathe the solitude in every inch of the house. And all of a sudden, the phone rang, shocking, breaking out the silence. The clock at the side of my laptop showed 3:13 am. I became worried and afraid if it was a prank call. And I 've decided not to answer it. But the ring was continuous, which I believe there's no such a determined prankster after midnight like this. So, I picked up the phone bravely.

And to my surprise, it was Kak Wa - in her deep, calm & nice voice. I wake both my parents, praying that the news she'll bring would be a postive one. I tried my best not to think nonsense, so I ran upstairs into my bed & reread the novel before I turned into a snorer.

But before I could read a word, Mama appeared & she told me the last thing I would want to hear, Mak Cik Nah has left us, she has passed away due to her chronic level four of breast cancer. And the tears flows. Her time have come, & soon it will be ours. Innalilahi wainnailahirrajiun.

We asap pack our stuff  & headed Kelantan directly and arrived safely at about 2.10 pm at the perkuburan. We didnt manage to see her for the last time, since the moment we arrived there, they were filling back the grave hole with soil. And how pity her children she left, there was no more a mother to hug with. Al-fatihah.

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