Fakta anak ke-2?

Found this somewhere on facebook, to all 2nd children, is that you? aha.

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untuk ank ke-2 sila bace ni
ANAK MANJA EMAK 
sebab apa-apa pun mesti dia akan diutamakan oleh ibu. ^^
ANAK DEGIL
Anak kedua dikatakan lebih
degil, keras kepala dan tidak mendengar kata. semua dia aje yg betul.dlm ramai-ramai adik beradik dia aje yg KETEGAQ.kemahuan dia
kuat.kalau buat sesuatu sungguh-sungguh.kalau tak nak tu, tak nak lah
jawabnya, boleh dipujuk tapi
selalunya tak berapa jalan.
TAK PANDAI PUJUK
memang anak no 2 ni dia tak
pandai pujuk makwe or pakwe dia. (ciannn)
BERCINTA
dia kalau bercinta, sangat setia.sanggup berkorban. 
HITAM / PUTIH
Apa yg dikatakan semua dipegang.kalau
hitam, hitam lah kalau putih, putih lah.degil tak boleh toleransi.
HATI
Anak no 2 ni juga nampak aje
keras.tp hati dia lembut.SATU lagi pe'el dia.dia tak boleh ditegur.
BERDIKARI
Very independent.memang betul.tp kalau terlebih
independent pun payah.mudah bergaul.very take care.
ARAHAN
Anak no 2 ni juga dia payah nk terima arahan.dia lebih suka buat hal sendiri pendek kata tak boleh kerja ngan orang.
PEMAAF & CARING
tidak dinafikan anak no 2 ni pun
pemaaf dan caring.TAPI awas jangan bagi diorang marah kalau diorang marah faham saje lah.
PAKAIAN
Nak semua up to date.semua nak kemas.


Sources: Facebook

Something to be learnt

Story to be shared. Dear husbands in this world, please do appreciate 
"the love of your life"

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Bila SUAMI balik rumah.... Dia jadi heran giler halaman umah berselerak, surat kat peti pos tak berambil, anak-anak tengah main korek-korek tanah kotor, baju compang-camping, penuh dengan tanah dan kotoran, rambut tak bersikat, tak bermandi.. Masuk ke pintu rumah lagi lelaki tu terkejut.

waaa... mana isteri ku...

Ruang tamu lagi teruk berselerak. Lelaki tu melaung nama isterinya.. Sepi tiada jawapan. Masuk ke dapur, sinki penuh dengan pinggan mangkuk tak berbasuh, periuk tak bercuci, mencari apa yang boleh dimakan tetapi tiada makanan yang dimasak. Masuk ke bilik air, baju belum berbasuh apatah lagi berendam. Lelaki itu cemas mencari isterinya. Dia bergegas ke tingkat atas melihat isterinya terbaring di atas katil sedang membaca buku.

fuuu.. lega..

“Awak sakit ke?” tanya lelaki itu. “Tak lah”, jawab isterinya ringkas. “Kenapa teruk sangat rumah kita hari ni?” Tanya si suami lagi sambil meletakkan tangan di dahi isterinya, kot-kot isterinya demam.“Wahai suamiku, semalam semasa kita bertengkar, abg mengatakan yang saya ini hanyalah suri rumah, duduk di rumah tak sepenat diri abg yang duduk di pejabat, dan abg sering menanyakan apa kerja yang saya lakukan di rumah yang menyebabkan saya merungut kepenatan kadang-kadang..

lelaki tu pun berfikir...

Kalau madam takde kat umah, alangkah tenteramnya hidup ini. Boleh buat ape yang kita suka. Boleh belengkar kat depan TV tanpa sebarang gangguan mental dan fizkal. Pendek kata, FreeDoMmmmmlah!! But hairan bin ajaib, when dia betul-betul pergi meaning “She’s Gone”’ aku plak trasa separuh mati. Sehari dua memanglah shiokkk, no one shouting from the kitchen for help, no ne to komen this and that, no one to criticize. Everything will be smooth…

hahaha... takde yg nak marah ku...

Tp masuk hari ketige, I felt something missing. Lebih-lebih lagi bila tuala mandi dah berbau ‘asshemmmm’, tak tau la mana nak cari yang baru. Colgate da nak abis, tak tau kat mana dia stock up. Air suam da habis, malas nk boil… Masuk hari keempat, rindu mula terasa...

Apabila rindu mencengkam, semuanya jadi tak tentu arah. Tengok TV citer best pon jadi tak best. Nasik bungkus feberite jadik tak feberite. Makan kat 5 star hotel jadik rasa macam makan kat kedai AA. Lebih-lebih lagi bila laundry basket da makin bertimbun ngan baju kotor. Toilet dah mula licin berdaki.. Lantai dah berbelak, tak dimop.. Every nite, very the lonely, baring atas katil nengok ceiling blindly.. bila lonely gini, baru lah rasa benar kesepian.

Jangan kata sebulan atau setahun, belum seminggu isteri takde kat umah, aku dah rasa separuh pengsan. Masa ni barulah sedar netapa pentingnya seorang wanita bernama isteri… So guys out there.. jgn buli isteri kite. Kalau boleh, tolong dia buat kerja rumah. Bukan dok depan TV every weekend baca paper. Apa ingat dia tu kuli ker?! Maid ker?!! Kan dia tu bini kita, best fren kita, sweetheart kita.. Ingat duit hantaran yang kita kasik dia masa nikah dulu cukup ker nak bayar gaji dia ..................................................................seumur hidup ???

ingat balik..

And furthermore, kan sama2 kerja carik rezeki, sama jugak lah buat kerja rumah. Kadang2 bila poket kita sesak, tak ingat ker dialah orang yang paling dekat terdekat kita nak kenyeng-kenyeng duit. Tak kesian ker nengok bini kita? Dah la satu hari keja kat office, balik pulak kena buat kerja rumah lagi… penat tau! Kalaulah aku diberi peluang jadik seorang wanita,… tak rela!!! So to all mums and wives out there, live will be meaningless without You mothers. Uwaaaaaaa!!

SAYANGI LA KAUM PEREMPUAN KERANA TANPA MEREKA ANDA KEHILANGAN SESUATU..

HARGAI MEREKA!!!!!

Dari ilham seorang lelaki.. “ Wanita adalah insan istimewa, biarkan mereka terus membebel, merengek atau mengilai seperti Pontianak. Seburukburuk perangai wanita, ia akan terus melekat di hati kita selagi hayat di kandung badan”

sile share slpas mmbace agar lelaki tahu mghargai wanita ?

sources: Facebook

My name is Islam

I wanna share this to everyone. Something that amazed me, Her words is so beautiful, Masya-Allah.

Let me, introduce myself.

My name, is Islam.

The root word of peace- salam,

Or even salema- meaning submission.

Which to a Muslim, is like his tuition.

It's his ticket in,

But before I begin,

Let me greet you, like I'm supposed to do,

So Assalamu alaikum, may peace be upon you!

You know? It's kinda' funny...

I'm accused of oppressing, when really I'm oppressed.

I've become on the list of things to detest.

I'm screamed in rage, in almost every protest,

& I've become the "red scare", a "threat to the west".

You see?

If you look at me, and all my obligations,

You'll see why I have such a great population,

It's cause there's the motivation,

And that sense of inspiration,

That keeps "Muslim" as their occupation.

To me, being a good Muslim means being a good person.

'cause I'll never ask you to kill or to slay,

Or to lie at least 5 times a day.

I'll never ask you steal, or to hate,

Or to swear or discriminate.

I actually tell you to smile to everyone you see, 

Cause a smile's the best form of charity.

I tell you to not smoke and not to drink,

To stay clean and take showers so you simply don't stink.

I tell you to care for animals and treat them with care, 

So yes, I'm against animal testing & abuse in case you weren't aware.

I tell you to treat those who treat you bitter...better. 

I tell you not to be mad at someone for more than 3 days, 

I tell you to respect women and lower your gaze. 

I tell you that paradise lies under the feet of your mother,

I tell you to passionately love your significant other.

I tell you to never mistreat your wife! 

I mean...if I tell you to care for animals, then what about the love of your life?

I tell you to be precious, and save yourself for the "one". 

So you don't keep giving yourself away...till you're literally done. 

I tell you to be moderate and that balance is key, 

Just in the middle is the perfect place to be. 

I tell you to excel in all that you do, 

From that essay to that slam-dunk too! 

I tell you to clear your ignorance and to never judge,

To love for your bro what you love for yourself; & to never hold a grudge. 

I tell you how to be a good person. A person of peace, and a person of love.

-&

They say I'm a terrorist,

An extremist.

And you know what? I am.

I am a terrorist; I terrorize terror,

I kill injustice to make this world fairer.

I am an extremist; I am extremely kind.

So beware of my extreme benevolence, to all of mankind.

Yes, there are those who kill and bomb in my name, 

But if I don't approve, then why am I to be blamed?

In every religion, you'll find those who abuse it,

Thinking they have a permit, 

To do wrong. 

A religion maybe perfect, but the followers may not be. 

So when mine commit mistakes, don't blame it on me. 

I give what I got, and what I got is good.

So if they do otherwise...they misunderstood. 

& I'm not here to preach, I'm only here to teach. 

I'm a professor in politics, economy and sociology. 

In manners and etiquette, I got my PHD. 

To all my teachings, I have two sources. 

The book of God, and the words of the prophet are my resources.

I teach for free and to whoever desires to learn, 

It's all for the sake of Allah, I ask for nothing in return. 

& Listen, 

I'm not here to convert, but just to clear misconceptions.

With the way I'm viewed and my common perception. 

Because yes, it hurts when I'm literally abused, 

By some, who do it for pleasure, just to be amused.

& By some, who just follow the "trend" cause they're clearly confused. 

In a nutshell, my name is Islam, 

And everything I do, goes back to Salam..peace.

& so as your prof, I need to make sure you pass this test called Life.

Sources: Google, Youtube.

Asasi sains & Farmasi UiTM

*click photo if you want to see ;)

Alhamdulillah Ya Allah. In this Holy month, Ramadhan 2013, Allah gives me this rezq :') Honestly, you can see how miserable i am by the time i was in the process of filling up UPU few months ago. (previous post) I didn't expect i can actually receive this big opportunity to further in this course because i know, it is not easy. I keep on searching for any back up courses and all, but you know what, Allah knows best :') But... i am so scared to be honest. i'm afraid, i couldn't survive in this course :( yknow, this course is tough. Everyone knows this is one of 'critical courses' i'm overrrrthinking way too muchh! i'm an ordinary student, i'm not that clever/genius that can perform well in every examinations, i have to work hard in order to achieve something... Then i realized, i didn't yet start my study, how can i know i couldn't survive right? All i have to do is work hard, study smart! i know, i'm a lazy person most of the times hahah but i have to change my attitude when i'm becoming a degree student for God's sake, yup. Degree! i just can't believe i'm going to be a degree student, :( i'm not ready of course. hmmm but i have to face everything.and anyway, ill be coming the student of UiTM Puncak Alam once again, kind of bored actually hahah but one thing i can be too sure is, i'll cry!!! i can imagine how sad i am when im going back there. There's none of my classmates/housemates again this time :'( everywhere i go must remind me of them & asasi. Ya Allah, sedihnyaaa :( wuwuwu. I have to be strong. I'm studying because of Allah. InsyaAllah Allah is always by my side, seek help from HIM dear self. Grant me your help ya Allah, give me strengths & bless me in everything i do :') Aminnn.

and oh my cgpa from asasi result was 3.89 and mostly yg dapat pharmacy pun 4.00