006 : What Is My Future Colour?

Saturday - May 28th, 2011

Time walks extremely fast. Days change without any hesitation. Back then, I was 6 years old when I started to sense the time and now, here I am as an 8teen-year-old girl. It's time to be self-sufficient. Sigh.

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The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost

			Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair, And having perhaps the better claim Because it was grassy and wanted wear, Though as for that the passing there Had worn them really about the same, And both that morning equally lay In leaves no step had trodden black. Oh, I marked the first for another day! Yet knowing how way leads on to way I doubted if I should ever come back. I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence: Two roads diverged in a wood, and I, I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.

This was the poem I've studied for about two years during my high-school life. As shown in the picture, there are two roads diverged in the forest and I believe each road leads to a different ambiance. One of the messages in this poem that Robert Frost wishes to highlight is the choices in our lives. I believe, there are always choices in life. Each leads to a different future. Different outcome. Different result. Hence, we ought to scrutinize the pros and cons of each choice so there will be nothing to regret in the future. For Muslims, we are encouraged to perform solat Istikharah and of course, doing a lot of prayers.

New environment. New people. These two indefinite aspects are some of the most challenging questions running through our minds when it comes to a new world. Of course, I would not be excluded. As I choose to study dentistry in Selangor, in East Technology College to be exact, I have to be miles and miles apart from my beloved family. I would not have the chance to hug my parents like I always do, tease my youngest sister's big soft fat belly, bully my funny older sister and scold my blur 15-year-old sister. There'll be no humorous stories and acts. Sigh. Surely, I'll miss them. A lot. :'( I guess, homesickness will encounter me.

In addition, our best friends since primary/secondary schools would not be around anymore. Instead, we'll meet various kinds of new people that soon will become our friends. :) This is one of the things that will make me feel a bit excited and amused. I like to meet new friends and still, keep the old-s in my heart. :) Naz, my very humble and favorable friend, is currently having quite a not-really-bad-yet-enjoyable-experience time in KML I suppose. Jocie, my pretty and bright friend is soon to fly to Selangor and will be labeled as KDU's student. Mira, my tall and rich-of-general-knowledge friend will soon leave footprints in Mesir. Elsa, my cheerful and very friendly friend is currently experiencing the ambiance in UMS and maybe soon will register in IPG Gaya.

To someone I really fancy, it surely be hard to witness your humorous, funny yet adorable actions. Your jokes will be missed and so is your teeth-exposed smile. <3 All the best in everything you do. I'll always support you. :)


I hope GOD will bless my way, no matter which path I'll choose to travel. Amin~

005 : Oldish New Yellowish White Paper

Thursday - May 12th, 2011

A couple of weeks ago, I went to Perpustakaan Wilayah Keningau and ended up borrowing seven books.

So, I would like to share my thoughts and opinions about some of the books I've read.

The first one was Golden by Cameron Dokey.

 "Her choice can break the spell . . ."

Well, this book was about a girl named Rapunzel, but not the one with long golden hair. Instead, she was bald. Yep, she was as bald as an egg. Her mother had made an entente with a sorceress long ago when she was pregnant. When Rapunzel was born, the was no single hair planted on her head and hence, her mother refused to love her. The sorceress knew the mother's heart and hence raised Rapunzel, like her own daughter. After years raising Rapunzel, she finally claimed the truth; she needed Rapunzel's help to aid her daughter who was trapped in a bastille which was enchanted by another wizard.

I think, I've told the story almost to the climax. :) You guys should read it, too. I say, I like this book. The language used, I mean, the sentences were easily understood and I've found new bombastic words here, in this book. :) Good job, Cameron Dokey.

Poison Ivy was the second book I read. It was written by Amy Goldman Koss.

"3 bullies, 2 points of view, 1 trial"

It was about a girl named Ivy, being bullied by three 'hotties'. As they were in the class of law, their teacher, Ms. Gold, asked them to turn their classroom into a court.

This book was fun as it used the everyday language. I mean, the phrases. Uniquely, Amy Goldman Koss used eight first-person narrators! It made the characters of this story ever so understandable. Sometimes, I found the story hilarious, too.

However, I really dislike this story. To be exact, I abhor the ending! I was mad when I've finished reading it. Amy Goldman Koss, I'm sorry to say this but I dislike it. Seriously. I really wanted a happy ending for the victim, Ivy but you made it impossible. The three hot girls won as they were hot. Can you accept this? Maybe she really had at least an explanation for this. Sigh! Furthermore, you put a plethora of unnecessary information. It made me wanted to skip the pages. :( Above all, I'm dissapointed with the ending. It seemed not clear.

Could it be I was the only one who do not understand the exact points that Amy Goldman Koss wish to highlight? Hmm...

I guess, I would only share those two books. :) Currently, I'm trying real hard to reach the last page of Rumour Has It by Jill Mansell.

"...that some people are better than others at keeping secrets"

 

So far, the story is quite 'comfy' and making me feel a bit contented and relax while reading it. :) Anyone who is interested in reading this book can visit Perpustakaan Wilayah Keningau or feel free to take a look at JULES ONLINE BOOKSTORE. This bookstore offers you the lowest price ever! So far, I haven't seen any bookstore selling books with such prices. Credits to my bestie for introducing me to this blog. Her recommendation is the best! :) You guys should visit the blog, especially my 'bookaholic' friends out there. :D

004 : As White as a Happy Cloud, as Sweet as a Candy.

Sunday - May 8th, 2011

As today, 8th of May, is a date selected by this country, Malaysia and many other countries around the world to celebrate Mothers' Day, I would like to give a prep talk about appreciation towards mothers. :)

First of all, syukur Alhamdulillah, GOD gives me the best mom in the world. Mother, I love you! :)

Do you know the pedigree of Mothers' Day? To be actual, there were so many 'histories' of this event and I could say most of them are religious issues. So, for Muslims, we are forbidden to celebrate something which is not appropriate to our Islamic views. But then, as today celebration is not more than appreciating our mothers, which is crucially taught by our religion, we can celebrate it. Terms and conditions are applied though. :)

We ought to celebrate it by conducting 'kenduri', in a modest way and of course, with good intentions. This day might be one suitable day to give moms surprises - cakes, gifts. Again, do not waste too much money on this as Islam teaches us to save money and to spend it wisely. Do say 'I love you, Mom'. Do thank our moms. Do say 'Sorry'. Actually, we can do all these things whenever we want. Moreover, Islam teaches us to do all these EVERYDAY. I mean, there's no need to wait for one specific day to act extra nice to moms. :)

So, let's make our moms happy. Love them. Appreciate them. Cherish them. Treasure them. <3

To my beloved mother, I love you. I always do. Your heart is as white as happy cloud and as sweet as candy. Again, I love you. Hope you really like my present. InsyaAllah.. I'll be a good daughter and will aid you now and hereafter. Ya Allah, please give my mom the happiness she deserves. Amin...

003 : Which Green Grass will I Choose?

Saturday - April 30th, 2011

Hey, viewers! :) In this third post, I would like to share a video. It's kinda nice but a bit nonsense. A bit, okay? Just a little tiny bit nonsense. :D 

So, how the video goes? Got something in mind? Does someone suddenly appear in your thought? :D I do not know if students would even ask such thing to their teacher but the teacher sure is intelligent! The teacher's analogy has the points there.

"When we have met with someone we love, let us not search for more and be grateful. We should appreciate them. It's no use to look back as bygones will always be bygones. We could just hope that the past where we did commit mistakes will not be reiterated. And do 'jot down' in mind that the people with us now is the best and most beautiful person we could ever had, though actually, there are many other beautiful persons out there."

So, let us appreciate all the people who love us today! But, this situation is different when your partner now is obviously NOT even good to you. :D Can you get my point? >_<


To someone very dear to me, you are the BEST I could ever have.

002 : One Colorful Event.

Saturday - April 23rd, 2011

On the 9th April, my former high school, SM Saint Francis Xavier had conducted one big event. It was a bazaar. There were more than 20 stalls if I am not mistaken, selling fried chicken, nasi lemak, nasi minyak, ice cream, fruits, drinks and many other stuffs! There were even games organized by Police Cadet Association, Basketball Club, Ping Pong Club and other clubs.. Besides that, anyone was allowed to sing or 'jam' in the Bauer Hall, if and only if they paid for it. :D

Visitors had to buy coupons in order to buy the items sold in the stalls. I spent RM20 that day and I tell you it was not enough! There were many other things I didn't manage to buy. :( Anyway, this big event was inaugurated by Datuk Seri Panglima Haji Musa bin Haji Aman, Sabah's Chief Minister. This was sure one big event.

I came there in the afternoon with my bestie, Nazihah. :) We managed to capture several pictures  to share.

This is a funny picture of us, outside the school washroom. :)
We went playing games and buying foods.

These pretty girls along with this dashing boy were selling stuffs like soft drinks and fruits. I like this stall because they sold my favorite soft drink, chrysanthemum tea and my favorite fruit, pineapple! :D
 Below is the picture of me, eating strawberry ice cream. :)

And this is the pictures of my bestie! :D

Oh! And these are the pictures of a very cute and adorable boy!

He is Teacher Stella's son. He is cute, isn't he? :D
And  these are random pictures. :)

In a nut shell, I had had a nice day that day and I believe everyone did too. The event sure brought smiles and joys to the teachers, students and visitors. Well done Saint Franciscans! :)

Arnold H. Glasow said, "Success isn't a result of spontaneous combustion. You must set yourself on fire."
Hence, I believe that all Saint Franciscans really travailed for weeks to make sure the event went well as planned. :)

001 : Choice of Colours in Lives

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim~

Saturday - April 9th, 2011

`Life's Palette

There is such a plethora of colors in this world and every single of them could represent many meanings. Red, for instance, could represent the feelings of love and passion. Even the heart shape is red in color. The color of grey could show the feeling of gloom while black is the synonym of darkness. In life, we could not run from all these colors; they are everywhere. In fact, we color our lives!

Having realized about the affinity of life with colors, I named my second blog as "Life's Palette" and decided to conclude at least a name of color in my every post title, if possible. Hee. Okay. I think it's enough with the introduction.

So, hello viewers! I'm Ani, the owner of this modest blog. Obviously, I am one of the active netizens and perhaps an active blogger. I plan to post a post every week, if I could. My future entries might not be gorgeous but I hope they are not vacuous. So, feel free to browse around. Hope you'll find something valuable here :)

To start, I would like to share a story which I stumbled upon several years ago through the internet, of course. :)

Its title is : Colors of Friendship
Author : Unknown


Once upon a time, the colors of the world started to quarrel. All claimed that they were the best, the most important, the most useful, the favorite.


Green said :
"Clearly, I am the most important. I am the sign of life and of hope. I was chosen for grass, trees and leaves. Without me, all animals would die. Look over the countryside and you will see that I am in the majority."

Blue interrupted :
"You only think about the earth, but consider the sky and the sea. It is the water that is the basis of life and drawn up by the clouds from the deep sea. The sky gives space and peace and serenity. Without my peace, you would all be nothing."

Yellow chuckled :
"You are all so serious. I bring laughter, gaiety and warmth into the world. The sun is yellow, the moon is yellow, the stars are yellow. Every time you look at a sun flower, the whole world starts to smile. Without me, there would be no fun."

Orange started next to blow her trumpet :
"I am the color of health and strength. I may be scarce, but I am precious for I serve the needs of human life. I carry the most important vitamins. Think of carrots, pumpkins, oranges, mangoes and papayas. I don't hang around all the time, but when I fill the sky at sunrise or sunset, my beauty is so striking that no one gives another thought to any of you."

Red could stand it no longer, he shouted out :
"I am the ruler of all of you. I am blood - life's blood! I am the color of danger and of bravery. I am willing to fight for a cause. I bring fire into the blood. Without me, the earth would be as empty as the moon. I am the color of passion and of love, the red rose, the poinsettia and the poppy."

Purple rose up to his full height. He was very tall and spoke with great pomp :
"I am the color of royalty and power. Kings and chiefs have always chosen me for I am the sign of authority and wisdom. People do not question me! They listen and obey."

Finally, Indigo spoke, much more quietly than all the others, but with just as much determination :
"Think of me. I am the color of silence. You hardly notice me, but without me, you all become superficial. I represent thought and reflection, twilight and deep water. You need me for balance and contrast, for prayer and inner peace."

And so the colors went on boasting, each convinced of his or her own superiority. Their quarreling became louder and louder. Suddenly, there was a startling flash of bright lightening thunder rolled and boomed. Rain started to pour down relentlessly. The colors crouched down in fear, drawing close to one another for comfort.

In the midst of the clamor, RAIN began to speak :
"You foolish colors, fighting amongst yourselves, each trying to dominate the rest. Don't you know that you were each made for a special purpose, unique and different? Join hands with one another and come to me."

Doing as they were told, the colors united and joined hands. The rain continued :
"From now on, when it rains, each of you will stretch across the sky in a great bow of color as a reminder that you can all live in peace. The rainbow is a sign of hope for tomorrow."

And so, whenever a good rain washes the world, and a rainbow appears in the sky, let us to remember to appreciate one another. There is something very special in each and every one of us. We have all been gifted with the ability to make a difference.
If we can aware of that gift, we gain through the strength of our vision, the power to shape the future.