I am sure everybody very curious to know about me. ^_^
The name that was given to me by my father is Nurul Fazren binti Abd Rasit. I was born on 31st October 1989. That day was a Tuesday at Hospital Besar Teluk Intan, Perak at 12.28 in the afternoon. I live at Cheras Kuala Lumpur. I have three siblings and I am the eldest. My younger sister’s name is Nurul Fazrenny binti Abd Rasit. She is 18 years old and got the education at Politeknik Seberang Perai, Pulau Pinang in course accounting while my younger brother’s name is Nashrul muzir bin Abd Rasit. He is 16 years old and study at Sekolah Menengah Raja Abdullah, Kuala Lumpur. If I have free time I like to reading. Especially was written by Ahadiat Akashah. The novel that is famous that I have read is “Lagenda Budak Setan”. I also love to collect coins from other countries such as from London, Arab, China and Singapore. I started to collect coins during primary school in standard five. In that time my mother was working at JWW Mariott Hotel, Kuala Lumpur. Sometimes she gets tips from her guests in the other currency and because of my hobby I can open my mind to know more about the other countries. Asking about food? I like to eat seafood at Port Klang. The restaurant is nice and very special, especially at night because the restaurant is on water. My favorite food there is Tom Yam and litchi ice. My favorite colour is pink and purple. Both of the colours are nice and match with my heart.
My Education :
> Tadika Islam Azzubair Ibnul Awwam, Cheras KL (1995)
> SK Jalan Peel KL (1996-2001)
> SRA Al-Ridhwan KL (1996-2001)
> SMK Cochrane KL (2002-2004)
> SMK Sultan Abdul Aziz Shah, Kajang (2005-2006)
> UITM Alor Gajah, Melaka (2007-2010)
Friday, September 11, 2009
I & Me
Article 3 : ThE ReD ShoEs
The Red Shoes is the first books that I have read since I know to read at 6 years old. The book was given by my mother as award for my success know to read. I still keep it that story book as memory because that book full of sentimental value for me.
Today I want to share with all my friends about the story “The Red Shoes”. This book was written by Hans Christian Anderson at 1845. The synopsis of the story is a peasant girl named Karen is adopted by a rich old lady after her mother's death. She grows up vain. She tricks her adoptive mother into buying her a pair of red shoes and repeatedly wears them to church, without paying attention to the service. Her adoptive mother becomes ill, but Karen deserts her, preferring to attend a party in her red shoes. Once she begins dancing, she can't stop. The shoes take over. She cannot control them and they are stuck to her feet. The shoes continue to dance, through fields and meadows, rain or shine, night and day. She can't even attend her adoptive mother's funeral. An angel appears to her, condemning her to dance even after she dies, as a warning to vain children everywhere. Karen finds an executioner and asks him to chop off her feet. He does so and gives her a pair of wooden feet and crutches. Thinking that she has suffered enough for the red shoes Karen decides to go to church in order for the people to see her, but the chopped-off feet with the red shoes dance before her, barring the way. The following Sunday she tries again, thinking of herself at least as good as the others in church, but again the dancing red shoes bar the way. Karen gets a job as a maid in the parsonage, but when Sunday comes she dares not go to church. Instead she sits alone at home and prays to God. Then, it is as though the church comes home to her and her heart becomes so filled with sunshine, peace, and joy that it bursts. Her soul flies on sunshine to heaven, and no one there asks her about the red shoes.
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The Red Shoes fairytale story is the best story book that I have read. Every story includes moral story that the writer want to share with his readers. For example story of Cinderella, Snow White and others. Every story have their moral story it self.
In this story Karen tricks her adoptive mother to buy her a pair of red shoes and repeatedly wears them to church. While her adoptive mother becomes ill, Karen more prefer goes to party with her red shoes. Once she begins dancing, she can’t stop. From this story, Karen should take care of her mother because her mother not feeling well. Because of the red shoes she always and repeatedly use to the church, when she use to dance it cannot stop and because of that she can’t attend her adoptive mother’s funeral. Maybe God want to give her some knowledge for her act. So that, Karen should give her mother priority because her adoptive mother is guard her after her mother’s death. Even she only adoptive mother, mother is everything. We are here, exit in the world because of her.
Article 2 : LoVe
Love is taking care of yourself first. Love is taking responsibility for your own well-being and your own emotions.
Once you have learned to love yourself, once you dare to do what you like doing, once you are following the voice of your heart, you will radiate joy and satisfaction. This beam, or charisma, is automatically passed on to others and they will feel attracted to you.
It is like a cup that is overflowing. What is your cup filled with? Is your cup "filled" with emptiness, (self) hate, envy, doubts, intolerance or fear? Well, in that case it will be emptiness, (self) hate, envy, doubts, intolerance or fear that you are passing on to others.
To love is to make sure your own cup is abundantly filled with love, beauty, well-being, satisfaction, joy and enthusiasm, and to let your cup flow over into other people's lives.
If you expect someone else to fill your cup, then you are entangled in a painful illusion. This kind of relationship is sadly not about love but rather about a power struggle, control, fear and envy.
To love somebody is to first make sure you yourself are feeling good, and then to radiate out this positive state of being and offer it to the other as a free gift.
In the following articles you can read more about how to learn and practice loving yourself and how you can build a balanced, loving relationship with yourself and others.
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This is some phrase I want to share with everybody.
Impossible to forget,
Love for some one is nothing,
Beloved by someone you love is exiting.
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Essei 3 : Boys Will Be Boys
Boys we know as usual they are leader in family or unity. So they must show good character like responsible, honest, kind for to be the role model to other people. If we want other people respect us, we must respect other people first.
Now days, all people know who are actually boy. As usual,boy hard to strict about their hygiene. They heedless what other people said. They are defilements because since they are children all house hold chores, their mother or sister do it for them. They thought only girls must do all household chores and inappropriate if boys do it. Because of that, during they register as a student and must stay at the hostel for example at the university, they become troubled because they don’t know how to iron and wash their clothes. This should not happen, despite them as a boy, they must know all about things although it is only work for girls.
As we know sometimes words come from boy, we cannot accept as true because they just kidding or just joking. For example, one boy said he fall in love with this girl but they just say it but not mean it. At all time, they just want to test and be the subject is a girl in their experiment. Now, it is hard to find a boy who is sincere in a relationship. Occasionally, they just add experience or just want to tell their friends they have a girlfriend. Boy also not punctual and do not know how to manage their time as possible. Some boys not settle their task or assignment on due date. They just copy the answer from other friend or only are sleeping group. As usually, the victim of the situation is a girl. At this time, boys will do everything for their task will complete and the lecturer not mad to them. They also do a job or task at last minute. If lecturer wants their assignment tomorrow, they will do it the night before.
Now, the human population is increasing year by year. But, in IPT or IPTS more girls than boys were studying there. Boys are not interested to continue their study they assume that study is burden to them. Because of that, after SPM they prefer go to work as a promoter at the shopping center and others for to find money for their life. They quite shammed to ask their parents for money. They also thought, job is more important than continue for further study will waste time and money. For them if not interested to do something, better not to do it because if not get anything. If they go to work, they will get money at the end of month and one more factor is famous now is many graduate are unemployment in long term.
Just one more thing interested about boys is, they do not take very seriously in their study. They always not settle their work, stay away from class, sleep in class, do not bring book, not copy note was given by teacher and so many to list down but although they have bad behaviors, they always tip top in their study hard to make good performance in study. In Islam, boys have nine senses and only one passion but girls have only one sense and nine passions. I thought, because of that boys are easier to understand what lecturer teach and more intelligent than girls. But they always ungrateful what was given by God to them.
If I had the chance to choose my future husband, certainly I want my future husband have faith in God and knowledgeable about religion and perhaps he can be a good husband for me. If he has knowledge, he can guide me to be a good wife and control my good behavior as a wife. He also must have high education than me. For example, if I have diploma he must have degree from a university and he also must have permanent job. As a man he must be responsible for all particular as a husband. I hope he loves me, respect the people older than him. I am interested go over a man were kind, friendly, funny, tolerant and not hot tempered.
I thought all people in the world have an idol in their life. I also have too. My idol is my father. His name is Abd Rasit bin Mohamad. I choose my father be my idol because he was responsibility man, honest, kind and sometimes he becomes funny. He never mad or blame me if I am wrong. He just gives advice to me and said don’t do it again. One more thing, I really respect him because he is very punctual about time. He is never late, if he said want to send me back to hostel at 5 o’clock, at the time he was ready sent me back. But whatever what he does, it is good for me to survive my life and be independent girl. I hope you know that, I love you very much Ayah..
Friday, September 4, 2009
Essei 2 : My Nostalgia
If I talk about memories, we always recall our nostalgia which already happens before this with sweet or bad memories. I guess all people have their memories and very hard to forget.
I still remember my sweet nostalgia with my friends in the hostel of SMK Sultan Abdul Aziz Shah, Kajang. At the hostel I have eleven group members including me. We are very close like siblings, even though we are different in class an different dorm, we always study together, go to dining room together, do exercise together and sometimes we also bathing together and play water in space made by cement. The water is very cold every time especially in the morning. I do not know how we can be close like one family. I thought maybe we do a lot of things together.
After go back from school. Take lunch and pray. All of hostel students must go to the study room for preparation class “prep”. Who can imagine, we were forced to study in the evening after lunch. It is so hard to do it, because in the evening our eyes become sleepy, our stomach do their job to process our meal and become lazy to study. Sometimes we feel very sleepy and hard to open our eyes, we sleep under the table but by turn to make undercover from warden. At the time is very funny, bump at the table if heard sound from warden’s high heel and if remember again, like we do foolish thing and still childish.
At SMK SAAS, not all students stay at the hostel because it is hard to get it. Only the best among the best student will get it. After qualified to be one of the hostel student, we must maintain our performance and marks in every test or examination and must get 60 percent and above for each subjects. If we get below 60 percent, all of us already know we must dismiss from the hostel. Because of that, we study hard to achieve success with flying colours in test or examination. At school, hostel students were famous with title “kaki tidur”. Every day, after enter the class and start our lesson,our eyes become small, smaller and closed. All teachers very kind and sporting even though we always sleep in class we still do homework and also get high marks in every test and examination. We know our habits so rude and can make our teachers grieved and also not respecting them. But it is under control. Forgive us teacher….
We can go back to home to see our family, only one weekend per month. We are always going back to home together with KTM. As usual on Sunday at 6.30 pm all students must arrive at hostel. After go back from home, we always gather together and brings meal to share with others. Everybody busy to tell what was happen in the two days at home. Sometimes we laugh, sometimes we cried and sometimes we can only smile….
In 2006, we were seniors. We can bully our junior. Hahahahaha..just kidding. As a senior we never bullied our junior because we loved them. Sometimes we just ask them to help to take hot water at the dining room only, not more than that. We want to be a good role model to our junior. Moreover this year we will sit for SPM examination and we don’t want do bad things to people because we afraid they will wish bad luck and we will get bad result in SPM. In this year, we must study harder and struggle to succeed in SPM. As usual, we still sleep under table during “prep”, and we still sleep in the class. But it was not like in form four, still honeymoon year we pay more attention in class, go to tuition at night and stay up for do revisions. We sacrifice our time to sleep because we know SPM is important to us.
SPM result will determine our future, it is as a ticket to enter any university.
Ramdhan appeared, month for all Muslim compulsory to fasting. In Ramadhan school did not break yet. We still go to school as usual but it was so tiring. We wake up at 4 am to go to the dining room to eat together. Eat together in Ramadhan months is very different from other days. Maybe have blessing from God. We also pray “terawih” together and because of this, our relationship become closer.
30 October 2006. The date will not I forget from my mind. At 8 o’clock, we are from form five students has tuition for mathematics at the dining room. We just do revision and do exercise because SPM is around the corner. At 10 o’clock class ended. Suddenly, my leader for girls hostel ask me as the treasurer about the money that I collected to make the party for the “aspuri” on Saturday night. Then, I went upstairs to go my dorm to take the money to give to the wardens. While I opened my drawer to take the money and saw the money was gone. I become curious, because I always lock my locker, my heart goes faster and very worried because the amount of the money is RM800, it is a lot. All my friends looked at me and they start not believes me. One of them blame me and said I was stole the money. I felt very sad because my friends not believe me. Without feel ashamed, I cried in front of them, all my friends not persuade and back up me. They only looked at me then one of them brought to toilet to wash my face and just follow her. Suddenly, when I washed my face all my friends sang “Happy Birthday”. I really appreciate it and it was like a dream. Actually, the money with them and they take the money from my locker during I took a bath. All my friends said sorry to me and what was happen is just trick to celebrate my birthday. The next day, I go o school with bloated eyes.
On 16 of November until 6 of December, we sat for our SPM examination. About one month we are in tension and serious condition. Everybody wanted to achieve their aim to succeed and want to prove to our parents. On Tuesday last paper was “Ekonomi Asas” and our examination ended. We were very thankful to God because we can answer with calmness. On 8 of December everybody wants to back home. We felt very happy because after this we do not go to school anymore. But I felt sad, like missing something. We cannot stay together like before this, we must leave our dorm and our lovely hostel to go new life after this.
Many students said stay at the hostel is very bored and not free. But it is not for me. Stay at the hostel is very interesting experience, very happy and make we more matured and can be independent person. Hostel of SMK SAAS, Kajang is sentimental memories with my friends will I keep in my mind forever and ever. Hope all of you remember our memories together and hope our friendship until the end.
