I am too tired.. just got back from Blackpool.. it was wonderful… there were 3 of us, me, Iman from Saudi and Hadi, my fren from the same school… the weather was not so good..it was raining  and windy… the kind of wind that can push u 3 steps backward… such an experience..we walked and walked n walked… we didnt go to the theme park due to the weather…

we spent our time inside the Wax Museum… (there’s no Keanu Reeve..sob sob) then, we played adventure golf… we rode the big wheel…Iman forced me to do it…i think im not afraid of the height, but the wind and the chill are really daunting…

guess this will be my last hip hooray trip before Christmast holiday… now, i have assignments and lab reports to be submitted…n by 1st of Dec, i will have the dissertation topic.. and this project will haunt me until next Sept.. and within that time, im officially disconnecting myself to the real life… i’ll live a different version of life…hehehe…

some picas to share… 

the chef

dok diam2 ek dlm wax museum ni..hehe

inside the adventure golf

me n iman..

While waiting ofr Matlab installation, i google to see any update of Sami Yusuf… i wish i can go to his concert sumwhere in Uk while im here… i just paste here the lyrics of Asma Allah.. if u really want to feel the song, i suggest u utube this and see his video clip.. i feel Islam is so syumul…the video clip potrays faces from all people around the world… it shows equality and peace… insyaAllah one day God will show the right path to those who still didnt have the profound understanding about this religion…

it’s really hard to read Arabic with roman alphabet..thats y go utube ok

Sami Yusuf
Asma Allah lyrics

Raheem, Kareemun, ‘Adheem, ‘Aleemun,
Haleem, Hakeemun, Mateen
(Merciful, Generous, Incomparably Great, All-Knowing
Forbearing, Wise, Firm)

Mannaan, Rahmaanun, Fattaah, Ghaffaarun
Tawwaab, Razzaaqun, Shaheed
(Bestower of blessings, Most Compassionate, Opener, Forgiver
Accepter of Repentance, Provider, Witness)

Allahumma salli ‘ala Muhammad, wa aali Muhammad
Ya Muslimeen sallou ‘alayh
(O my Lord send salutations upon Muhammad
And upon the Family of Muhammad
O Muslims, send salutations upon him)
Allahumma salli ‘ala Muhammad, wa sahbi Muhammad
Ya Mu’mineen sallou ‘alayh
(O my Lord send salutations upon Muhammad
And upon the Companions of Muhammad
O believers, send salutations upon him)

Lateef, Khabeerun, Samee’, Baseerun
Jaleel, Raqeebun, Mujeeb
(Gentle, All-Aware, All-Hearing, All-Seeing
Majestic, Watchful, Responsive)

Ghafur, Shakourun, Wadud, Qayyumun
Ra’uf, Saburun, Majeed
(Forgiving, Appreciative, Loving, Self-Existing by Whom all subsist
Most Kind, Patient, Most Glorious)

Allahumma salli ‘ala Muhammad, wa aali Muhammad
Ya Muslimeen sallou ‘alayh
(O my Lord send salutations upon Muhammad
And upon the Family of Muhammad
O Muslims, send salutations upon him)

Allahumma salli ‘ala Muhammad, wa sahbi Muhammad
Ya Mu’mineen sallou ‘alayh
(O my Lord send salutations upon Muhammad
And upon the Companions of Muhammad
O believers, send salutations upon him)

Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar,
La Ilaaha Illahu, Al Malikul Quddoos
(God is Greater, God is Greater
There is no god but Him, the King, the Most Holy)

Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar,
Ya Rahmanu irham dha’fana
(O Most Compassionate! Have compassion on our weakness)

Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar,
Ya Ghaffaaru ighfir thunoubana
(O Forgiver! Forgive our sins)

Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar,
Ya Sattaaru ostour ‘ouyoubana
(O Concealer! Conceal our defects)

Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar,
Ya Mu’izzu a’izza ummatana
(O Bestower of honour! Bestow honour on our Ummah)

Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar,
Ya Mujeebu ajib duýaa’ana
(O Responsive One! Answer our prayers)

Allahu Akbar, Allahu Akbar,
Ya Lateefu oltof binaa (x3)
(O Gentle One! Show gentleness to us)

Oltof binaa
(Show gentleness to us)

“Pisang setandan tak semuanya elok”…  I really like this Malay idiom… in other word, it says that the output is not all perfect or good… there must be flaw somewhere or something lacking… years back, I really cant deal with “pisang yg tak berapa elok”… I hardly can understand them and when im pissed off because of them, I started to say bad things about them silently… I kept pondering why these bad people didn’t want to change themselves.. did they realize that they are living their life awfully… I did nothing except enjoyed the pissed off feeling..

N again, I met the same kind of people… but fortunately, I developed few life skills before I came here… to deal with every human in this world, we need to try to put ourselves in their shoes.. they may become bad/non conformant due to few reasons.. we might not face the same difficulties that they are having.. so don’t judge them without knowing anything…

If we managed to find a way to fix them, just give a try, but if we fail, keep praying n who knows that they can changed and that is the reason why God gives us a chance to meet this weird people.. so that we can mark a footprint in their lives… My hosmets and I always talk about how fate play its role in our lives.. we know that God must have many reasons for giving us a chance to be housemets and sharing our life experiences… Sometimes we feel dejected.. But then I remember one of the Allah statement, I used to write this before in my blog…

Allah tidak membebani seseorang melainkan sesuai dengan kemampuannya. [2,286]

I’m always relieved after reading this statement. Allah the only one who knows what the best for us, and we need to seek His Guidance to face every new things or person in our lives… living my new and different life here with more colourful frens really changed me… I gain many things… I try to ‘muhasabah’ myself everyday.. n feeling guilty for my wrongdoings.. esp those time when I felt life was unfair… I was so ungrateful…  Allah Maha Pengasih, Maha Pengampun… He gave us so many opportunities to repent… Ya Allah I pray for a better life ahead for me, my family, everyone around me n the whole Muslimin Muslimat around the world… Living in a hectic environment with friends around the world really awakes me that life is very short n everybody in this world should strive to be khalifah in his/her very own way…  don’t be an individualistic or anti social because that will bring us nowhere…

Just a simple opinion… guess this is just a very small portion of life skills compared to what the experts may say..  J

She sent me her invitation card few weeks ago. I didn’t receive it until today; 7^th of November 2009, on the same day of her wedding.  

Just want to wish her Happy wedding day honey… may Allah bless u with happiness in this life and hereafter.. I’m sending u a big hug from Manchester… n few kisses on ur cheek.. how I badly want to be next to u on ur day… sumbody pls upload the picas asap………

I’ve become a genuine nerd in these 2 weeks since I didn’t travel anywhere…  This is really because of the syllabus… o man…this week marked the half of the semester 1… ohh how time flies… I wanna stay here longer… sob sob… pls sumbody sponsor me for PHD… being a nerd, let me share few difference that I reckon when I study now compare the one during my undergrad.. basically about my life and how I absorb the lessons… (yess u have to be spongy)

1. I remembered during my orientation week, one of the rep from International Soc welcomed us the postgraduate student and told us that we should be better student now compare to undergrad because we are matured but then he said that we carried excess baggage… at that moment, I assumed that excess baggage only applied to the married student with kids.. but guess what..after few weeks… I realized I carried excess baggage too… the baggage consists of many thing.. my hosmet n I keep laughing about this n sadly, this baggage really make us feel old… aging n decaying.. hahah

2. This can be as simply as about my behaviour..not exactly behaviour… it’s more likely about my response or my sensitivity level about every things.. for example..during undergrad, I really didn’t care about anything, just lived my life as it was supposed to be.. attending the classes, skipping the classes too, submitting the assignment, hang out with frens n cramming myself during study week n yippiey yeayy..final exam was over.. I never bother to balance myself

3. And now… I really want/need to balance my schedule.. I need to make new frens.. n I need to take a good care of my body.. I care about my meals.. I care about work out jut to ensure that I need a healthy life style… actually those things come along during my life here..somehow, I feel disappointed every time I failed to do any of those things… it feels like im not doing the best out of me..hahah.. n the bottom line is I pushed myself to achieve the balance end result..

4. Some other stupid thing is that, it is an essential obligation for me to manage my laundry n house cleaning.. during undergrad, I can prioritize study more than everything..now, my brain only work in a sedate environment..haha.. I need to ensure the kitchen is clean, my clothes are well organized.. I did vacuum my room n blab la bla..

5. Lets further investigate about what happened in the class… during my undergrad, I Just nodded my head everytime my lecturers asked our understanding during last 5 minutes of each lecture..the truth was I understood only 50% and even worse may be 25%.. but I didn’t mind at all.. I know how to study later n my sole aim was just to achieve flying color result.. now, I want to understand every bits of what the lecturer are teaching.. everything really matters and helps me to understand better.. now I can imagine those engineering logical fundamental… this absolutely sound good.. unfortunately, I take very long time to study… as I don’t study only the theory, I need to relate every single thing to the real world.. it’s time consuming.. and thanks to the Internet for the info

6. When the word ‘boring’ popped out in a bubble over my head… I really have to deal with it wisely.. I need to shield myself to feel more weary later due to my hectic schedule.. u know, suicide case statistically increases during winter.. hmm naaahhh im not that kind but that’s the possibility of human act toward any peculiar feeling in our biology body… ok I digress… back to the topic, during undergrad, I wont feel bored anymore just by watching movies or simply doze off.. now, everything may result to dullness.. so I need to have more alternatives to have fun.. as u know, I love travelling, and I need to hangout with my fren, I need to spend time for window shopping, I need to have new recipe to cook.. I need to have new books to read.. I need to have new cloth… o man..i sound so complicated now.. this is how age treats me lately… then only I feel life is colourful..i cant live a mundane life.. I need many things to do esp in future… (I’ve been thinking to participate in any NGO… life should be meaningful to others too..not only to ourselves, don’t u think so?)

Ok, enough of babbling.. its 9 am in Saturday morning.. I just want to warm up my brain n body in this cold weather… ok pippin, back to lab report ..bubye…..

PS: Such a boring entry…actually i have many fun stories to write..i can only write those stories if my black magic spell of requesting extra time from nature is succesful :p

I am so bz right now.. classes are getting tougher each day.. I have a study group.. 4 of us.. 2 malaysian, 1 sudan n 1 from Pakistan… there are 35 of us in the class… not so many girls, only 9..it’s an engineering class.. so what should I expect..hehe.. im not updating my blog today bcos of this boring story of my class or studies etc :p cos I really don’t have much free time… everyday, I feel really exhausted after class and trying to adjust myself with the weather.. maghrib is as early as 4.45pm.. it’s getting dark when I reach home.. n I tell u..it’s kind of depressing… im gonna be so excited if I can see the sunshine…we r still in autumn… I wonder how winter gonna be..

So, the only reason im updating my blog is to share with u an interesting experience I had this morning… at 4.15 am, one of my housemates woke me up n telling me that there’s knock on the door.. n she could see few policemen outside.. but she was scared to open the door esp after a genuine policemen has visited us yesterday n telling us do not open the door easily even to policemen or any service man (electricity, tv man, etc) as they may not be the real one..they called it bogus caller…

Being the big sister here, I tried to investigate what’s going on outside..we could see the police car n in fact the light from the police helicopter.. God, this must be serious.. we didn’t hear anymore knock until 5.15 am. We rushed to the door n few handsome policemen came to talk to us (yes..they r gorgeous, u cant easily find any handsome man here)..they let us know that there was sumone on our rooftop.. n they need to enter our house to reach that man.. OMG.. we were so freaked out..but they calmed us down.. “There’s a man up there on ur rooftop, he did  sumtin that he wasn’t supposed to do” “Owhh”, we replied.hahaha…not knowing how to react..

Then, few negotiators came inside our bathroom n try to talk to the man from the bathroom window.. he didn’t reply at all… “U need to answer me, so that I know im not talking to myself, u might get colder there..bla bla bla” They were almost half an hour in the bathroom but to no avail. Then, the man moved to our neighbour rooftop. Then, only I could hear his voice. “How did u get there?” “Spiderman spiderman”. He replied. Hahaha.. damn u spiderman.. I couldn’t have enough sleep bcos of u.. “ Can u pass me cigarette?” If u r cold, then just get down…huhh…

Then fire brigade arrived to help. They placed ladder against our outside wall.. (our house is at the corner).they climbed up the rooftop to pass the cigarrette n keep talking to the spiderman until 7.40am… all of of us were awake n eavesdropped all the conversation..haha.. n peeked out through the window.. finally the spiderman surrendered himself and was brought to the police car without handcuff.. n we were so relieved.. Alhamdulillah nothing bad happened.. after all the drama finished, there was knock on the door again..n that handsome police thanked us n blab la bla.. and he really took our breath away with just a simple smile on his face, we melted.. hahaha…

Ok, the end of the story… I need to continue my tutorials.. no more breakaway for this 2 weeks.. u came here to study, pippin…  

Some picas from the crime scene :p

it was still dark.. n this is the picture taken through the double glazed window..so blur…

the road was closed…

minah2 kepoh…

Bye spiderman, pls dont do this again.. world peace ok..

I paste my weekly timetable here to decsribe about my life now as succintly as possible..

i learned something new… i can push myself to study very hard n smart n bla bla when i set goal not to study during weekend.. ok let me make it clearer, it become better when i plan a trip every weekend.. ngehehe.. so far it works… hope i can maintain this study mode ‘enthusiasm’ until this whole Masters is over…..insyaAllah..

N one more thing, just to let u know, my one year wait is over… i finally got a copy of Cecelia Ahern’s book, The Gift (paperback)… n her new book (The Book of Tomorrow) is already in store, in hardcover.. i’ll wait for the paperback soon.. books are cheap here esp in book fair.. i dont have ample time to read them now..but i stock up those books for future reading..hehehe.. i’m lovin it…

Selamat dtg ke rancangan memasak Mak Cik Tipah… disebabkan makcik penat sbb baru lepas balik dr York (yea..makcik suka berjalan selepas bekerja keras mengadap buku2 makcik setiap ari  ayat nak sedapkan ati).. owhh disebabkan penat, mak cik letak je gambar2 kami wat Tiramisu… dan untuk makluman juga, Tiramisu itu sgt sedap..terima kasih kepada Lily yg mengajar resepi itu.. dan untuk makluman lagik..hosmet makcik punye effort ni..makcik wat tang yg tabur2 bedak last part jek..tapi tak kire mak cik tetap nak ngaku makcik wat jugak sbb makcik kat sebelah spjg masa.. dan makcik yg teman pegi beli brg2 nak wat Tiramisu ni… lagikpun hosmet makcik tu tatau makcik ade blog… suka ati makcik la kan.. dan lagipun kalau die dah jupa blog makcik pun dan die wat senyap2 je, makcik tak kesahhhh (sebagaimana makcik dah jumpa blog die tapi makcik wat2 tatau link blog die..hahaha) sesungguhnya makcik nak categorizekan entry makcik kali ni dlm middle age crisis jugak la sbb dr ‘saya’ jadi ‘akak’ now dah jadi ‘makcik’… im so makcik2 la… isk isk.. tetiap ari dok membebel sape tak basuh pinggan kat dapor n sape wat sepah.. hahaha… bulan depan sure kena halau dr rumah ni..hahaha.. I love my hosmets…ayat mohon simpati..

PS: Tak perlu letak susu dlm tiramisusususu

air tgn hosmetku..bertambah kaseh syg..hehe

inilah hasil selepas masuk peti ais 4 jam n selepas masuk perut2 harimau..isk..sodappp…resepi cari internet… malas la..nt makcik bg resepi kek cheese ngan mandarin kat bawah ni..sedap gak ni..wat sendiri gak…wat2 tak nampak kotak tu ye…

Bagi menghilangkan tensen menyental otak yg berkarat ni, I telah memasakkan sejenis makanan yg dinamakan “Apple Crumble”. Idea dtg masa g open house, sedap gile makan, so I minta resepi, then google resepi kat internet gak. Sonang je. Cuma tak perfect sket rasanya.ok la first time cuba kan. Tp tetap licin. Kata student, biasanya student ni mode die sentiasa kelaparan.hehehe.

Dan saya wat kuah custard gak. Yg ni markah 30% je.kenape tak jadi. Saya salahkan hosmet sy. Saya suka diorg dok bwh ramai2 masa sy msk supaya panas sket dapor. Tp diorg alih perhatian saya. Yg sorang dok karaoke bagai (siap menari2…sib baik tak lanngar periuk belanga).sakit telinga akak. Yg sorg lg main wii hip hip hooray. Then, last sekali dpt show belly dancing, salah sorg osmet sy ni belly dancing teacher. Dan osmet2 sy ni masih kutuk sy sbb tak main2 wii lg sampai skang..hahaha..bile la aku nak sentuh bendalah tu.. Tapi seriously hosmet2 saya ni drama queen,  kalo kat kelas n lab perghh semua phd nerd look… balik rumah je…terus sengal..hahaha..

Ehh..tadi nak cite apple crumble kan..ok ni akak letak gambo2 sbg pengganti kata..tata..malas la akak nak bercakap lg..google la sendiri resipi dah berlambak..hihi

bahan2…

crumble

apple

masukkan lam oven..

dah siap…apple crumble pemalas..sbb tak halus sgt..sejuk nak dok dapor lama2 (alasan..haha)