whew.tiring week it's been.today i purposely failed the napfa run.can't be bothered anymore.but i don't feel as tired as i felt the other times i ran my best.today was like so laid back.an i-dont-give-a-damn-anymore attitude.haha.anyway,its been a long time since i last posted.with tuition and madrasah in my schedule,i don't have that much time for the other things i used to do.but i managed to squeeze in 2 cycling sessions last weekend.maybe because the kids were around and they badly wanted to go cycling.but i must say,ari is getting heavier now.haha.we went to the mangrove swamp at pasir ris park and i fell down from my bike with ari into the bushes.haha.i saw a stick that looked like a snake and freaked out.kesian ari was on the ground, lying sideways.haha.
life at home is getting worse everyday.mama's like getting worse already.and farhan and fatimah are like victims to her stupid violence and abuse and whatever she does to them.it's not like i care about her but i care about her kids.after all,fatimah's my favourite girl.i can't stand when i see them tortured like that.it's like she hasn't any heart for her kids.hais.
thank god my little sis recovered from her high fever.the trip to and from the hospital really tires me out.in two days we wasted 20 bucks for taxi fare.that could have bought me like,7 packs of nasi goreng kampung.damn,i wish i could drive.haha.
today was alright.i think.i didn't get to let natasha read the story though.there's still a long way to go.but i'm at an exciting part right now so its best to let the suspense drag.huahuahua.aiya tomorrow got madrasah...blow.

Our Hope Is Allah

As the darkness of the night
Spreads her silent cloak
Some assurance finds my heart
A glimmer of past hope
As the sound of shelling and gunfire
For a moment,ceases
We gather our Shahïd
Our heroes slain to pieces
Our dreams are carried forward
By the Mujähidïn
No less dedicated to martyrdom
Serving our Lord,Divine

I am a Muslim!
A slave of Allah
With Him, lies my dedication
In our barren homeland
True justice is forlorn
We innocent are despised
Our Muslim honour is torn
Shame on you, the enemy soldier
Grinning and feeling joy
You hear my heartbeat throbbing
Then painfully you destroy
Mercilessly roaming
Heedless to warnings

No thought of Allah punishment
Of the eternal Fire!
O our Lord! Please save us
Our young and innocent children
Save our fathers and our mothers
Save our men and women
Our hearts cannot bear to cry
Nor save our daughters from perverted eyes
Our existence is haunted
Our land full of strife
We live in a world that cuts like a knife
But before O people! You spit on me
You'll never snatch my gift of belief
A guiding shield till we have conquered
My hope never left me
Allahu Akhbar!!


Extracted from: RAYS OF TRUTH - Poems on Islam

ASSALÄMU'ALAIKUM

Familiar faces we often greet
Exchanging dialogue while we meet
But as we gesture, respond or smile
Before we speak, just think a while

Welcome not with words unrewarding
'Hello', 'Good day', 'Good evening', 'Good morning'
But choose to radiate peace and calm
Offer a warm exchange of 'Saläm!'

'And peace on you' - comes the reply
Will bond our kinship and strengthen our tie
To those unknown, do not hesitate
We are one family in Islamic faith

Allah's servants of the sky
The Angels extend this humble reply
And our acceptance into Grace
Yields 'Saläm' - a blessed fate

So give glad tidings with words serene
Spread the blessings of 'peace'
And relish the good healing balm
And wish our brothers and sisters,
"Assalämu 'Alaikum"

man,today was super fun.i meant the club meeting.

after having lunch[cookies and dream(??) cornetto ice-cream],natasha and me went to the club's usual meeting place.once everybody had settled down,natasha and zul briefed them on what is happening and is going to happen.i was busy figuring out who i missed out in the grouping.after i ticked off the names,i realised i missed out thiha's.i didn't know which group to put him under so i left him out for a while.figured to do it later.then natasha asked me to write the grouping on the board.i did so.thiha was supposed to write the program so we wrote together.thiha ended up in my grp cus we only have 4 peeps.too bad.anyway,natasha and zul briefed and then we proceeded with.....the BIRDIE dance by the hamsterdance(???).at first the club was reluctant.the girls especially.we had to repeat the dance over and over again.when the teachers and us leaders of the CIP thingy were satisfied with their effort of the dance,we proceeded on to the singalong part.it was pretty enjoyable.i like the she bangs one.the rest were like,you are my sunshine(i like),we're all in this together and can't take my eyes of you(i love you baby,the beer version).the club went home at about 5 there.but we leaders went home at 6.i collected the t-shirt design from mdm yuslina to pass to natasha tomorrow.
all in all,the singalong and dance was fun.and tevin is so supportive of it.haha.
gave fatimah the present my sis and i bought for her.wished her happy birthday.she didn't look that happy but at least she was happy that she got a present from her kakak.love her so much.she wants books and/or bicycle from my mum and dad,when i asked her what she wanted from my parents.books?hmmm....