<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158</id><updated>2011-11-25T16:11:22.001+08:00</updated><category term='bdays'/><category term='advices'/><category term='iPhone'/><category term='class outings'/><category term='LoLoLoLoLoLa'/><category term='ikhwans'/><category term='random'/><title type='text'>Ubanhair's</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>257</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-6421988148354090280</id><published>2011-11-25T15:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T16:11:22.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungry butterflies in my stomach</title><content type='html'>Yo. Much of the burden is gone now, but I can't manage a sigh of relief just yet.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week's A level timetable wasn't bad actually. Only 2 papers this week yet I felt as tired as that during GP and Math back to back papers. Partly due to the problem I had sleeping. Another due to the fact that most of my buddies have completed their A levels- and still have the cheek to send a message through FB telling me he's done with As. Arif Tan the evil one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be honest, the papers this week was a blessing from Allah. Alhamdulillah, they we easier than expected :D Physics paper 3 was cooperating and Geography paper 2 was the sunshine of my day. Now I'm left with 2 MCQs (obviously science papers) and it'll be done in a while and forever InsyaAllah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowing that there's a high possibility that I won't be able to commit fully to Maxima, or rather the Alumni Mentoring Committee, after my enlistment into NS saddens me. It is my dream to contribute back to Irsyad and this is the first step towards fulfilling it. Whatever it will be, InsyaAllah there'll always be opportunities for more contribution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gears down, spirits up. I'm ready to move beyond examinations :D:D:D Well who doesn't?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-6421988148354090280?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/6421988148354090280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=6421988148354090280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/6421988148354090280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/6421988148354090280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2011/11/hungry-butterflies-in-my-stomach.html' title='Hungry butterflies in my stomach'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-6229653635790017994</id><published>2011-11-12T17:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T17:41:24.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saving lives</title><content type='html'>After 3 failed attempts at saving people's lives, I finally managed to save 3 lives today. That is by donating blood! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The failures were due to absence of parents' consent letter. And since I'm already 19 this month, I decided to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The donors today were Luqman, Alim and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of my pictures&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-IodNg187_ro/Tr4-8XpKI5I/AAAAAAAAAQI/CRdl3KSKUAk/s640/blogger-image-803799695.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-IodNg187_ro/Tr4-8XpKI5I/AAAAAAAAAQI/CRdl3KSKUAk/s640/blogger-image-803799695.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-MOTC7szmV-Q/Tr4_Q1J0HwI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/pCQ1YMA_8sA/s640/blogger-image-1167018672.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-MOTC7szmV-Q/Tr4_Q1J0HwI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/pCQ1YMA_8sA/s640/blogger-image-1167018672.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-6229653635790017994?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/6229653635790017994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=6229653635790017994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/6229653635790017994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/6229653635790017994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2011/11/saving-lives.html' title='Saving lives'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-IodNg187_ro/Tr4-8XpKI5I/AAAAAAAAAQI/CRdl3KSKUAk/s72-c/blogger-image-803799695.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-577133244777000850</id><published>2011-11-11T22:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T22:27:58.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-AJLzGTyDGfM/Tr0w7V5lHAI/AAAAAAAAAQA/siQDfjUEDqg/s640/blogger-image-2091270826.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-AJLzGTyDGfM/Tr0w7V5lHAI/AAAAAAAAAQA/siQDfjUEDqg/s640/blogger-image-2091270826.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-577133244777000850?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/577133244777000850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=577133244777000850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/577133244777000850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/577133244777000850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2011/11/please.html' title='Please.'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-AJLzGTyDGfM/Tr0w7V5lHAI/AAAAAAAAAQA/siQDfjUEDqg/s72-c/blogger-image-2091270826.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-7512393445095254599</id><published>2011-11-11T14:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T15:44:53.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays</title><content type='html'>Why are birthdays special?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally, I don't see birthdays as special events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I get it that we were born on that particular date. I was born on the 6th of November and the 11th of Jamadilawal. So I have 2 birthdays? Oh wait, there's the Chinese calendar, Hindu calendar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I can see that the majority celebrate birthdays which follow the Gregorian calendar, but why the extra significance compared to other calendars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't hate or distance myself from birthday events. No no. It's just that I don't have the drive to celebrate my birthday. And I really don't mind people wishing me birthdays because I do that in return. To me, its an instrument for socialising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8y501gA7j7U/TrzQVOt7J6I/AAAAAAAAAP4/vwWVD2vx3oQ/s1600/birthday+cat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8y501gA7j7U/TrzQVOt7J6I/AAAAAAAAAP4/vwWVD2vx3oQ/s320/birthday+cat.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-7512393445095254599?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/7512393445095254599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=7512393445095254599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/7512393445095254599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/7512393445095254599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2011/11/birthdays.html' title='Birthdays'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8y501gA7j7U/TrzQVOt7J6I/AAAAAAAAAP4/vwWVD2vx3oQ/s72-c/birthday+cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-1006736618696594181</id><published>2011-11-11T14:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T14:43:09.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What? It has started?</title><content type='html'>Psssh. I can't believe that A levels has already begun. Partly because I'm still as lazy as the Harith during prelim periods, and also due to the fact that too many prelims and mock exams make A levels look like, ummm, unimportant? Yeah. That 'oh-i'll-be-more-prepared-for-the-upcoming-exam' mentality. Wake up wake up Harith, stop snoozing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any which way, today is 11/11/11, a Friday and the day I sentence my Math notes to a 2-year imprisonment in the drawer. Muhahahaha! Well it wasn't that bad actually. Only paper 1 caught everyone, I really mean everyone, by surprise. I knew that looking at trends doesn't help much. Paper 2 was a fart- similar to a breeze only that you have to force it out. Hahahha ew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for GP, I'm sure many would agree that Cambridge is being very kind in paper 2 but I don't get the joke of not putting up religion and poverty questions in paper 1. Well, whatever. Broader Perspective and Newsweek issues are spending their second day in the drawer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already have 2 grades in my pocket.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-1006736618696594181?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/1006736618696594181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=1006736618696594181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/1006736618696594181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/1006736618696594181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-it-has-started.html' title='What? It has started?'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-7060078215565902889</id><published>2011-10-23T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T23:53:17.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed feelings</title><content type='html'>A part of me wants to give my best. Another part just wants it over. Another feels like backing up. And there is this other sitting happily not interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This goes for both things currently deemed the most important things in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. I wanna be free.&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-EMf6vVWlJl4/TqQ4bTLo7_I/AAAAAAAAAPo/GFb_nom6Fis/s640/blogger-image-427493102.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-EMf6vVWlJl4/TqQ4bTLo7_I/AAAAAAAAAPo/GFb_nom6Fis/s640/blogger-image-427493102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-7060078215565902889?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/7060078215565902889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=7060078215565902889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/7060078215565902889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/7060078215565902889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2011/10/mixed-feelings.html' title='Mixed feelings'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-EMf6vVWlJl4/TqQ4bTLo7_I/AAAAAAAAAPo/GFb_nom6Fis/s72-c/blogger-image-427493102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-385622769633324765</id><published>2011-10-12T23:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T23:31:43.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getaway in NS</title><content type='html'>IM ENLISTED IN THE SINGAPORE POLICE FORCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be starting my part-time National Service on the 7th of February 2012. That leaves me with only 69 days to enjoy after A levels and before NS starts T-T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I only know 2 person who'll be enlisting in the same, force? (what do they call that?) and on the same day: my mat friend in JC and my cousin who is a Ngee Ann poly graduate. Unfortunately Siddik is enlisted in SCDF. I've yet to know where will Arif be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got to know that we aren't allowed to bring into the camp any chargers or whatsoever! We can only bring spare batteries. But fear not! My NS phone can remain fully charged, or so the battery indicator indicates, for a full 3 days. Huahuahua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm somewhat looking forward to serving NS. No matter what people say about the hardships in NS, I'll always bear in mind the bigger torture in A levels *shivers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than a month to go! And I'll be free for 69 days!&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-0vtkuivEIxI/TpWy3doSkGI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ipZCjiuQ0aQ/s640/blogger-image--1418487104.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-0vtkuivEIxI/TpWy3doSkGI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ipZCjiuQ0aQ/s640/blogger-image--1418487104.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-385622769633324765?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/385622769633324765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=385622769633324765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/385622769633324765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/385622769633324765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2011/10/getaway-in-ns.html' title='Getaway in NS'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-0vtkuivEIxI/TpWy3doSkGI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ipZCjiuQ0aQ/s72-c/blogger-image--1418487104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-5293058944400802753</id><published>2011-10-11T00:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T06:43:36.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last sprint</title><content type='html'>Busy man busy man busy man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM NOW OFFICIALLY AN ALUMNI OF INNOVA JUNIOR COLLEGE. (graduation was on 7/10/11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after Friday prayers, 1024A BBQ-ed kilograms of meat at Seoul Garden. A little graduation celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation, as usual, is never really graduation. This week, my schedule is packed with consultations, most of them ending later than normal curriculum time; the most hardcore of them all is geography which starts at 1pm and ends at 9pm, the official closing time of the college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I skipped Mr R's tuition on Sunday and proceeded with preparations for the dreaded consultations. But then, it was me who booked those consultations. Lol? Doest make sense? WTH? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Mr M's (my math teacher) house- a condominium near CCK MRT Station. Its selling price when he bought it: $800,000. Mugged Math till 10pm followed by supper at Macs. Double McSpicy ftw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's gonna be a long day. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-5293058944400802753?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/5293058944400802753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=5293058944400802753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/5293058944400802753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/5293058944400802753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2011/10/last-sprint.html' title='Last sprint'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-5705833055228926332</id><published>2011-10-01T01:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T01:05:40.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nocturnal</title><content type='html'>My juniors in Al-Irsyad graduated today. I'm graduating in a week's time. Time flew too fast and will fly faster that we can't afford to even blink.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recently, I've been staying back in school revising Math and neglecting other subjects as always. Why so? Cause I've been failing Math despite the larger percentage of my revision time allocated for Math. I'm very much inclined to concluding that effective revision time and grades follow and inverse relationship but that would be very illogical. We reap what we sow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I reconstructed my study method and tried it on various past prelim papers. I consulted my Math tutor and signed up for tuition with Mr Rahamat. I formed study groups with my peers and exchanged (more of receiving than giving) tips and tricks with them. I hope this will work out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since all my past efforts were not translated into good grades. I hope that the credits will accumulate and produce better results for my A level exams. InsyaAllah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's 1 am and I'm always up around this time, hoping to get some rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-5705833055228926332?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/5705833055228926332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=5705833055228926332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/5705833055228926332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/5705833055228926332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2011/10/nocturnal.html' title='Nocturnal'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-7689105066431093556</id><published>2011-09-26T00:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T00:28:18.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind worked out</title><content type='html'>Last thursday was the end of prelim 2 and surprisingly, I wasn't excited about it. Not even a little. The feeling was almost neutral; I was exhausted though the marathon is still not ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to visit the library on my way home. There, my classmate recommended reading Agatha Christie's mystery. Having nothing nothing in mind on what to borrow, I gave it a try; I borrowed Towards Zero and I tell you this, her writing is superb! It is sapid to a reader's mind. Beautifully done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my mind recharged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day, I joined my dudes at AMK hub for Johnny English Reborn. Had a great laugh and spent the rest of the day at AlIrsyad, mugging while mentoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my mood recharged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday (saturday), again with the dudes, we played takraw near Marsiling MRT station. It was a good session of adapting back to our flexibilty and dexterity after hours of non-active mugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my body's energy recharged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm geared up for the last sprint. The last 1 month or so. The final stage of hell, if you don't mind. I spent my day catching up on homeworks, revision packages and ten-year series, sacrificing a day with the dudes at Cik Ida's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im looking forward to the last few weeks in school, to a new Agatha Christie, and to my little cousin's first birthday.&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-P00_MVtjg3A/Tn9WoeQ3LQI/AAAAAAAAAPU/n7xromQR5KY/s640/blogger-image-1569168897.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-P00_MVtjg3A/Tn9WoeQ3LQI/AAAAAAAAAPU/n7xromQR5KY/s640/blogger-image-1569168897.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-7689105066431093556?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/7689105066431093556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=7689105066431093556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/7689105066431093556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/7689105066431093556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2011/09/mind-worked-out.html' title='Mind worked out'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-P00_MVtjg3A/Tn9WoeQ3LQI/AAAAAAAAAPU/n7xromQR5KY/s72-c/blogger-image-1569168897.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-4263657437019483145</id><published>2011-09-21T17:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T17:22:11.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The nearer I get to the A levels, the more I spend my time sleeping. This is unacceptable. But I just can't help it. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-4263657437019483145?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/4263657437019483145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=4263657437019483145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/4263657437019483145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/4263657437019483145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2011/09/nearer-i-get-to-a-levels-more-i-spend.html' title=''/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-3938631959695626618</id><published>2011-09-20T13:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T13:05:39.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Precious midnight oil</title><content type='html'>"Don't burn your midnight oil." That's what I always get from people giving advice on preparations for exams. "Ah I think I'll be able to manage." That's what I will always reply (silenty of course).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since secondary school, I have never faced any difficulties doing exams after burning through the night, revising or doing anything else. Until today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Geography paper 2. Though I always revise more for physical than human geography, I will always score better for the latter. Never fail to do so since human geography questions are considerably more open-ended. You can bull your way through - with the right skills of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this time, it was different. Case studies betrayed my memory and I had to spend the whole midnight uploading them back. It wasn't so bad I guessed. And well, I guessed wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning after Sahur, I felt awfully tired that I fell asleep within seconds after I lay down on my bed. Long story short, I felt sleepy and dizzy while writing about some population projection thingy and all the TNC stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That serves as a lesson. Or lessons I suppose:-&lt;br /&gt;- Revise early. Don't procrastinate (a reminder time and time again).&lt;br /&gt;- DON'T BURN THE MIDNIGHT OIL (unless Im living in a kampung without electricity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Maryam (if you're reading this): To me, beauty is legilibity :) hahaha. And I manage to finish paper 2 with a handwriting of constant flawless beauty. Please put up a tag. That's your homework for the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm facing serious deprivation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-3938631959695626618?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/3938631959695626618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=3938631959695626618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/3938631959695626618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/3938631959695626618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2011/09/precious-midnight-oil.html' title='Precious midnight oil'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-5058547386800140236</id><published>2011-09-16T20:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T20:35:55.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Patience is a virtue</title><content type='html'>Today was my 2nd last day of 'puasa enam'. Since I stayed up late yesterday night, mugging on Math's Complex Numbers, I didn't spend quality time eating my breakfast. I only managed to grab whatever I can - which was 2 pieces of bread filled with mutton - before surrendering myself to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the wonderful Math paper (for you to guess whether there is sarcasm intended on the word wonderful) I went to beloved AlIrsyad to help out the sec fives with their O levels. There, I played soccer. I succumbed to peer pressure. I learned a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However I completed my fast for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And because I was patient, I pampered my tummy with Each a Cup's Honey Coffee! :) During break fast that is, together with my Mom's dish: Yong Tau Fu (sp?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-KuZQODn3VTY/TnNCqLtShXI/AAAAAAAAAPE/CBbzCjkN3rY/s640/blogger-image-1554403188.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-KuZQODn3VTY/TnNCqLtShXI/AAAAAAAAAPE/CBbzCjkN3rY/s640/blogger-image-1554403188.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjfYZ1qlBg4/TnNCqiFJCCI/AAAAAAAAAPI/RpMN7j2oTDY/s640/blogger-image-651258514.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-CjfYZ1qlBg4/TnNCqiFJCCI/AAAAAAAAAPI/RpMN7j2oTDY/s640/blogger-image-651258514.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-5058547386800140236?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/5058547386800140236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=5058547386800140236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/5058547386800140236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/5058547386800140236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2011/09/patience-is-virtue.html' title='Patience is a virtue'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-KuZQODn3VTY/TnNCqLtShXI/AAAAAAAAAPE/CBbzCjkN3rY/s72-c/blogger-image-1554403188.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-9114235906556364477</id><published>2011-09-16T00:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T00:26:12.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;centre&gt;I fell in love with this &lt;3&lt;centre/&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; 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Afterall, isn't he the one who permits everything?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-5567759012737363246?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/5567759012737363246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=5567759012737363246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/5567759012737363246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/5567759012737363246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2011/09/he-who-permits-everything.html' title='He who permits everything'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-4166535137941937731</id><published>2011-09-13T13:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T13:49:39.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like finally</title><content type='html'>After eons of waiting, the official Blogger app is finally here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the layout, and the fact that it allows me to view the blogs as it is on the web. Unlike the application I was using previously, Blogger app allows me to upload pictures. Well that's a convenience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, prelim 2 is here finally (GP started weeks ago but it didn't feel like the prelims. No offense though). Sat for Geography paper 1 and it was quite manageable. Only that I didn't quite finish 1 16 mark essay since I was being fussy over the beauty of my handwriting, and my hand wasn't cooperating too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's done is done and I'm looking forward to the upcoming papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poof!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-4166535137941937731?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/4166535137941937731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=4166535137941937731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/4166535137941937731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/4166535137941937731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2011/09/like-finally.html' title='Like finally'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-7746868928451996421</id><published>2011-07-14T18:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T18:43:17.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shout Scream Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Life is like a roller coaster with ups and downs. It's our choice to either hope for its end or enjoy the ride.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week has been a depressing week for me, and I believe, for most of my schoolmates. I have just gotten back my Prelim 1 results which I believe is a pile of crap. Geography results are still unknown to me and so far Ive seen 3 Us and a D. Now maybe 'crappy results' is an understatement. Swallowed it hard and no point plunging myself into depression mode. It's my fruit of labour, the cause for my actions and the results of my efforts during the June holidays which I daresay wasnt sufficient.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So a new chapter begins. Revision packages kept coming in and eyebags shall be the in thing among students. Ive started training in preparation for the war ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;4 months of solid preparation start now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-7746868928451996421?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/7746868928451996421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=7746868928451996421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/7746868928451996421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/7746868928451996421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2011/07/shout-scream-hope.html' title='Shout Scream Hope'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-7659306933466370351</id><published>2011-07-03T00:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T00:29:19.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day off</title><content type='html'>Started with a Maxima, ended with a minima.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Maxima mentorship improved today. It really puts a smile on my face looking at my juniors studying hard for O levels. They remind me of who I am.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Had Murtabak for lunch.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;A last minute invitation by Syamil and Gang, including Cikgu Z, brought me and Hafidz to Cathay Cineleisure (before that was The Cathay but then, too packed for a movie) and we watched Miral (a desperate need for a&lt;br/&gt;movie).&lt;br/&gt;The movie wanst that bad. In fact, I had quite a number of takeaways. It showed a story of the struggle of Palestinians without identity. And if Im not mistaken, Miral is a novel based on true story.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Had dinner at KFC Cineleisure, bought a new tee from Uniqlo (I need more) and headed home.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;As what a story always have, my story continued with a twist. I had no keys and my family was at my grandparent's house in Bukit Batok. It ended well though, atleast to me. They came back, I had my bath and finally, bed.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Tomorrow will be a new story told. InsyaAllah if my life chapter goes on :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-7659306933466370351?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/7659306933466370351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=7659306933466370351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/7659306933466370351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/7659306933466370351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2011/07/day-off.html' title='A day off'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-3485004110278146953</id><published>2011-06-28T15:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T15:11:58.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastinate procrastination</title><content type='html'>It seems that people are starting to get back on track to finish the 2 year study marathon in JC. And Im here starting to re-tie my shoes.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Well, though Im not well prepared for prelim 1, Im having a good start. A good start for prelim 2. The targets for prelim 1 are neither As nor Bs. Straight Ds would be enough for now. For A levels, As and Bs are the target. And Im preparing myself for it.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Thats all for now. After so many months :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-3485004110278146953?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/3485004110278146953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=3485004110278146953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/3485004110278146953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/3485004110278146953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2011/06/procrastinate-procrastination.html' title='Procrastinate procrastination'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-2102586570550638214</id><published>2011-04-26T19:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T19:53:49.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sombrous weather, sombrous week</title><content type='html'>"When the Fall is all that is left, it matters."&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;What a week. Well its not over yet but Im getting all pumped up and squeezed dry of brain juice.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Approximately 4 more weeks to prelim 1. &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It matters now what Im made of. Gonna strive harder, squeeze drier. As how a sponge is always squeezed but never fails to still contain a little bit of water.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Im a sponge. Left with willpower, and hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-2102586570550638214?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/2102586570550638214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=2102586570550638214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/2102586570550638214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/2102586570550638214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2011/04/sombrous-weather-sombrous-week.html' title='Sombrous weather, sombrous week'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-4145390447054171511</id><published>2011-04-25T21:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T21:12:48.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 reasons to read the Quraan</title><content type='html'>1) Inimitable&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It dares you to disprove it. How? It says that humans cannot write a book like this even if they pooled all their resources together and got help also from the spirits. The Qurâan said this fourteen hundred years ago and yet no one has been able to disprove it. Billions of books have been written-but not another one like the Qurâan.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;2) Incorruptible&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;It is the only religious sacred writing that has been in circulation for such a long time and yet remains as pure as it was in the beginning. The Qurâan was kept intact. Nothing was added to it; nothing was changed in it; and nothing was taken away from it ever since its revelation was completed 1400 years ago.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;3) Unsurpassable&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The Qurâan is God’s final revelation to humankind. God revealed the Torah to Moses, the Psalms to David, the Gospel to Jesus, and finally the Qurâan to Muhammad. Peace be upon Moses, David, Jesus and Muhammad. No other book will come from God to surpass His final revelation.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;4) Indisputable&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The Qurâan withstands the test of time and scrutiny. No one can dispute the truth of this book. It speaks about past history and turns out right. It speaks about the future in prophecies and it turns out right. It mentions details of physical phenomena which were not known to people at the time; yet later scientific discoveries prove that the Qurâan was right all along. Every other book needs to be revised to accord with modern knowledge. The Qurâan alone is never contradicted by a newly discovered scientific fact.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;5) Your Roadmap for Life and Afterlife&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;The Qurâan is the best guidebook on how to structure your life. No other book presents such a comprehensive system involving all aspects of human life and endeavor. The Qurâan also points out the way to secure everlasting happiness in the afterlife. It is your roadmap showing how to get to Paradise.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;6) God’s Gift of Guidance&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;God has not left you alone. You were made for a reason. God tells you why he made you, what he demands from you and what he has in store for you. If you operate a machine contrary to it’s manufacturer’s specification you will ruin that machine. What about you? Do you have an owner’s manual for yourself? The Qurâan is from your Maker. It is a gift for you to make sure you function for success, lest you fail to function. It is a healing from God. It satisfies the soul, and cleans the heart. It removes doubts and brings peace.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;7) Your Calling Card to Communicate with your Lord&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Humans are social creatures. We love to communicate with other intelligent life. The Qurâan tells us how to communicate with the source of all intelligence and the source of all life-the One God. The Qurâan tells us who God is, by what name we should address Him, and the way in which to communicate with Him.&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Are these not seven sufficient reasons for reading the Qurâan?&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Note: An article of One Minute Messages, written by Brother Abdarraouf Shakir&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-4145390447054171511?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/4145390447054171511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=4145390447054171511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/4145390447054171511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/4145390447054171511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2011/04/7-reasons-to-read-quraan.html' title='7 reasons to read the Quraan'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-9018085851976303208</id><published>2011-04-25T16:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T16:04:40.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shagged</title><content type='html'>"What a day." This phrase runs in my mind everytime I finish school. Pft. What a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just downloaded this app for blogger on my iPod touch. A bit suckish but better than nothing. Thats a disadvantage of not jailbreaking. Lol. Should I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates on school:&lt;br /&gt;First things first. Some achievements from the past few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;- Got a Gold award for NAPFA&lt;br /&gt;- Caught up with Math and Physics&lt;br /&gt;- Coping well more or less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new friend at home: my newborn cousin. Cute and chubby, just like how a baby should be. Just waiting for him to start crawling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just had a 3-day holiday and Im already looking forward to te next short holiday which is during the elections if Im not mistaken. 4 more weeks and welcooome June!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JC makes me desperate. Chiao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-9018085851976303208?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/9018085851976303208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=9018085851976303208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/9018085851976303208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/9018085851976303208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2011/04/shagged.html' title='Shagged'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-221060800392336161</id><published>2011-04-01T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T21:10:40.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Please</title><content type='html'>Will this week get any more worse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did 84 sit ups during PE and ran 2km on an empty stomach. The consequences?&lt;br /&gt;Blacked out during break, luckily somewhere secluded where I did get a nap. Recharghing energy.&lt;br /&gt;Led to me being 20 minutes late for chemistry lecture. Again, was lucky the lecturer didnt question me or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did okay for Block Test:&lt;br /&gt;D for physics, C for chemistry, D for GP and U for maths. Geography has yet to come. Well, I anticipated a fail for math so yeah I did okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I got myself a book since Im quite on task with maths. Another 26 weeks and itll all be over. Hopefully, insyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I cant type much, body aching all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAYHO! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-221060800392336161?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/221060800392336161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=221060800392336161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/221060800392336161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/221060800392336161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2011/04/please.html' title='Please'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-9125988158418785069</id><published>2011-03-29T15:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T16:11:53.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's our purpose?</title><content type='html'>Salaam to all&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the 27th of March 2011, my beloved maternal grandfather, Hj Shamsuri Hj Omar passed away at around 11:30pm. I was queuing with my brother to see him in the ICU ward. But, his time came before us. May Allah bless his soul, Ameen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alhamdulillah, the hospital allowed my family to bring him back home and cancelled the autopsy procedure and preparations was made. We arrived with the janazah at his home in Malaysia right after Subuh, lucky to avoid the congestion. Im grateful to have led the prayers and helped with the funeral.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;اللهم اغفرله وعافه واعف عنه&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, today's the second day Im absent from school. Got back home late yesterday and didnt manage to finish whatever homework. I got 3 days leave but Im attending school tomorrow. Cant afford to miss too much lectures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Approximately 27 more weeks to A levels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-9125988158418785069?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/9125988158418785069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=9125988158418785069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/9125988158418785069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/9125988158418785069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2011/03/whats-our-purpose.html' title='What&apos;s our purpose?'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-438028681212713</id><published>2011-01-01T17:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T17:34:19.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New beginning</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;large&gt;HAPPY 2011!!&lt;/large&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-438028681212713?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/438028681212713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=438028681212713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/438028681212713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/438028681212713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-beginning.html' title='New beginning'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-3892875395064457420</id><published>2010-12-29T17:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T17:56:23.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy days</title><content type='html'>Okay so lets recap what I did during the holidays from 26th Nov till now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant really remember fully though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so on the 30th of Nov, they GPAC guys had their Swensen's outing since its the last day of their A lvls. Except for Tam. So we (Syamil, Luqman, Tamliikhaa, Faris and me) met at Somerset MRT station and had our Maghrib at Al Falah.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Swensen's Cafe at Orchard Cineleisure and ate Sundaes and brownies. Spend the rest of the night strolling along Orchard and had our supper at McD.&lt;br /&gt;There was a group of people playing A Christmas song ouyside Tangs. And I saw a basker playing 12 stringed guitar! Woah cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Dec, went to Muhajirin for Friday prayers and had takraw with the secondary students. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th Dec, my family went to Malaysia for my cousin's wedding. The ceremony was held at UTM, University Teknologi Malaysia. Didnt stay overnight in Malaysia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing eventful happened until 7th Dec that was the 1st of Muharram. I followed my classmate Gilbert to Queensway to order our class tee. Had lunch at KFC at Anchorpoint, the first time I knew it existed. Drained my bank account of $150 for the deposit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13th-16th Dec, school. House exco meetings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16th Dec, hari Asyura. The whole family fasted and the house was very much silent. Lol. That night, Father told us Asyura wasnt on that day and it was several days earlier based on a note he stumbled upon on the Internet. Turned out to be that the note was dated 2009 -_____-" False alarm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other events I forgot the date was basketball with Luq, Ayid, Sid and Uzair. Some other day the Ikhwans went to CCK for soccer. After Zuhur we had lunch at McD and then prayed Asar at AlKhair. Continued to day with Monopoly Deal! For once, we became budak2 lepak at CCK CC. I guess we were not too tired or just too dumb to know the meaning of tired cause we had basketball after that. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Dengan segale kepenatan dan baju yang dari pagi, 4 of us, me Arif Luq abd Hafidz went to ArRaudhah for Maghrib, syarahan and Isyak.  I then joined my family who were at my grandparents house nearby the mosque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th-26th Dec my family went to my grandparents house in JB cause they are having kenduri on the 25th. Entered Malaysia by bus early in the morning to avoid the traffic congestion. Prayed friday prayers at a mosque in Kotaraya shopping centre. Met Luqman and his mother! Hahaha. Fate. Then saw Muhd Nordin and his family.&lt;br /&gt;That night Zaid and I followed my parents to my just-got-married cousin's newly bought house for kenduri. We went a long way asking for directions from more than 10 people. Malaysia is so complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 25th, kenduri! Played monopoly deal with my cousins and ate and ate and ate. Woah I had great suppers. Note the S. Since it was raining at night, we prolonged oyr stay till 26th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27th-28th, school. J1 Orientation stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other days, I was either doing homework or rotting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats how my holiday goes.&lt;br /&gt;What about yours?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-3892875395064457420?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/3892875395064457420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=3892875395064457420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/3892875395064457420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/3892875395064457420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/12/holy-days.html' title='Holy days'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-9162968453587718683</id><published>2010-12-28T18:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T18:15:18.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye, tomorrow</title><content type='html'>Salaam peeple. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a holiday and i went to school a least one every week. And today, I went around woodlands, testing the amazing race the student council had prepared for the JC1 orientation. Oh and present myself an award for being not only earlier than punctual but earlier than earlier. *clap*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took around 6 hours, 10 - 4 pm, to complete and test out all the games. &lt;br /&gt;And something unbelievable happened at Vista Point. A small boy probably aged 6 pointed his middle finger at us, did obscene actions and go around spanking our butt. He even bit my friend's arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was filled with the usual boredom.&lt;br /&gt;Procrastination existed long enough during the holidays. Time to say get lost. Im gonna get my assignments done as much as possible tonight. 2011 will be coming sooner than soon. So let's not spend the first week of a fresh year stuck at the desk chiong-ing the remaining load. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios&lt;br /&gt;Wassalaam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-9162968453587718683?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/9162968453587718683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=9162968453587718683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/9162968453587718683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/9162968453587718683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/12/goodbye-tomorrow.html' title='Goodbye, tomorrow'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-4815671344156664900</id><published>2010-12-13T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T21:21:11.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something I left behind</title><content type='html'>AsSalaam Alaikum.&lt;br /&gt;Ive been wondering lately, with the opportunity given by the holiday period, why do I feel so empty? Why do I feel so bored and lifeless? Did I left something behind? Or did I just missed something that is happening in my life?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Answers, I have yet to search for. Wild guesses, I had made. What they are, I leave them to myself. One thing for sure I'm doing is GOING WITH THE FLOW. As how I did usually. Priorities arranged, targets clear, I'm winning this. It's the game of life, people. You have your aims, you choose to strive. You have your purpose, YOU LIVE YOUR LIFE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope I've benefited you with this short post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wassalaam :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-4815671344156664900?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/4815671344156664900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=4815671344156664900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/4815671344156664900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/4815671344156664900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/12/something-i-left-behind.html' title='Something I left behind'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-999340875743677095</id><published>2010-11-21T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T22:50:26.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realising the realised</title><content type='html'>We always tried to do our best in everything, and sometimes, it ended up not the way we wanted it to be. Sometimes we tried by putting in our best efforts and if we still fail, maybe its not our time yet. Let's not call it a failure. Just a delayed success.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I realised that most of the times, we hoped for something, and it turned out the other way round, just because we ourselves delayed the journey to success. Procrastination. Over and over again. Year in year out. Our favourite quote: "Only if I...".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Realising the realised. And having realised the realised, I hope to not procrastinate anymore. Next year will be a tough year for me. Having to juggle so many tasks. I'll have to change to a more hardworking and consistent person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TRANSFORMATION BEGINS NOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-999340875743677095?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/999340875743677095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=999340875743677095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/999340875743677095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/999340875743677095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/11/realising-realised.html' title='Realising the realised'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-2958899022181857433</id><published>2010-11-01T17:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T17:31:05.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye malay</title><content type='html'>Today marks the end of my Mother Tongue examinations. Cry or smile?&lt;div&gt;The paper was quite easy only that frequent clicking of heels distracted me throughout the exam. Annoying invigilators.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week will strictly be PW. Its gonna end soon and my celebration of freedom will be on Wednesday, 10th of November. OP, nice gift for my birthday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I saw the news about a teenager being murdered in Pasir Ris. Cause of death: Fighting. Pity. But it reminded me of a Hadith where it stated that the one who kills and the one who was killed if the cause of his death is fighting, then both will receive the blame. Im not sure though the proper full meaning. Better check it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Over the weekends...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Saturday, some of the Alumnikhwans went to AsSyakirin for a syarahan. Just an opportunity to have a time together. And on Saturday, I joined the mob outside the library, waiting to storm in and fight for tables. I got one. Lol. Kiasu. 10am to 4pm at library, went to get sundaes at Swensens since Arif brought along a 1-for-1 sundae voucher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A pity though to Swensens. 5 people (us) came in, drank free Sky Juice, spent $8.90 and walk out. Average revenue gained: $1.78. Pathetic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats all then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-2958899022181857433?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/2958899022181857433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=2958899022181857433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/2958899022181857433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/2958899022181857433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/11/goodbye-malay.html' title='goodbye malay'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-7570991430989042925</id><published>2010-10-24T09:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T09:46:27.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pamper your soul</title><content type='html'>Last Friday I ended school at 3:30 pm. PW started at 12:45 pm but I joined class later at around 2:30 pm after Friday prayers. So I have 1 hour for PW. Consulted Mrs Y for a while and then proceeded to the library to us the computer since I don't own a laptop. Turns out that the second level of library is fully booked so I ended up reading TIMES magazines for the rest of that 1 hour or so.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Straight away at 3:30 pm I went home and quickly get changed to meet up with the rest of my classmates at Woodlands MRT station. We went to Seoul Garden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We ate and ate and end so late. Loads of chicken and scoops of ice cream with non-stop refilling of drinks. We ended at around 7:15 pm and I proceeded with my agenda: GPAC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Otw to Muhajirin, the food was already processed. Ive mentioned it many times in this blog, my stomach has high processing power. So I ran to Muhajirin, shook hands with some Sec4 Irsyadians (more like slapping hands) while fumbling with my shoes and socks. What happened afterwards, you should have an idea already. So skip that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GPAC, home, sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-7570991430989042925?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/7570991430989042925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=7570991430989042925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/7570991430989042925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/7570991430989042925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/10/pamper-your-soul.html' title='Pamper your soul'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-684419297643581123</id><published>2010-10-20T17:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:33:39.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When stars are what we wanted be...</title><content type='html'>Woooh~ Finally I got my remaining Mid-Course results; Geography and GP.&lt;div&gt;Lets start from the beginning. Before midcourse started, I targeted to achieve results satisfying enough to push me up to J2 and so, I began my revision from the basics and fundamentals. Crashcoursed with my Physics teacher, slept with Geography and exercised with Maths. As from what my senior (Irsyadian senior) told me, aim for all Cs at least because that reflects good understanding of the basics which is important for J2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the fruits of labour is now out, and miracle worked its shift for Malay and Physics. As what I've mentioned in my previous posts, I got an A for Malay. As for Physics, I went from an S (borderline U) to a brilliant B. Happy and overjoyed :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for GP, it didnt work out for me. I went from a D to an S. I think its because of the addition of part 2 which is the comprehension. I passed my essay. What's frustrating is that I lose marks in compre because I did not paraphrase. I lost more than 15 marks altogether which would be able to help get a D. Oh well...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, here's the overview for midcourse ONLY:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;H2:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maths: 32/100 - U&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Physics: 61/100 - B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geography: 54/100 - D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;H1:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GP: 41/100 - S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malay: 71/100 - A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chemistry: 69/100 - B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This serves as a reflection of the effectiveness of my study/revision methods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alhamdulillah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-684419297643581123?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/684419297643581123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=684419297643581123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/684419297643581123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/684419297643581123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/10/when-stars-are-what-we-wanted-be.html' title='When stars are what we wanted be...'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-3307720578960387935</id><published>2010-10-14T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T23:51:57.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retainophobia</title><content type='html'>The past few days after midcourse, or widely known as promos, were very nerve-racking. Anxious to get my results, but at the same time fearing the worse out of it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far I've received back my Mother Tongue and H1 Chemistry results. Im extremely glad with my Mother tongue although there's a small feeling of doubt in my capability. Heh. I got an A for H1 Malay. A is for Alhamdulillah :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I got back my Chemistry paper. I improved by a small margin. 1% below the A grade. How frustating but nevertheless, Im satisfied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So far I have got 2 credit points in my pocket. Lets not be too happy alright? There are still the 3 H2s with the dreadful Maths. And also GP. Maths... Know why its dreadful? Im not sure why though. I have heard of people getting As for Maths, 2 people to be specific, and a whole class that failed Maths. Bottomline is that I heard many people failed H2 Maths. The A scorers, good game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, let's be patient :) May Allah let the good come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-3307720578960387935?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/3307720578960387935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=3307720578960387935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/3307720578960387935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/3307720578960387935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/10/retainophobia.html' title='Retainophobia'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-5358899845327489577</id><published>2010-10-11T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T20:02:03.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revamp my fantasy</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum. Firstly, sorry for the hibernation :D I believe you all would agree with me that the world has become a busier place to live in. So yeah.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. Promos, or midcourse in IJC's understanding, is over finally. Everybody's hoping hard and Im not sure about my overall performance. InsyaAllah it'll turn out good if not great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First up, I got good news which I cant really be happy of YET. The only A for paper 2 in the whole cohort. A rarity even in me. Alhamdulillah nevertheless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;New timetable is up already and its really, draggy (?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bright side? Every new day brings me closer to 26th Nov. Holidays, long awaiting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ALL THE BEST TO EVERYBODY TAKING Os, As, PSLEs, STEs, Poly examinations and not forgetting, our personal development, mental, physical and spiritual. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wassalaam~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-5358899845327489577?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/5358899845327489577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=5358899845327489577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/5358899845327489577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/5358899845327489577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/10/revamp-my-fantasy.html' title='revamp my fantasy'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-8938012673318608041</id><published>2010-08-15T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T01:49:50.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overload</title><content type='html'>A lot is going through my mind right now and I can't sleep yet. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What worries me, is the upcoming Mid Course exams which is also known as promo. I have got a lot to cover and yet so little time to do so. Juggling between this and that, I really am looking forward to end of A levels. Did a mindmap on what to cover and yeah, it scares me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Managed to do some revising this week. Prayed tarawih at ArRaudhah on Friday with the dudes. Oh before that, went to AlIrsyad to have a study group with the Sec510. Im missing my life in Irsyad. Saw the 'new' Mr Esmadi! Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coming into the 6th of Ramadhan right? Already had 2 duties at two places with the same Imam, Ustaz Hj Ahmad Shamsuri. This year's September holiday luckily is during the last 10 days. So that means, I wont miss Qiyam ^^ And I really need to catch with something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 2 3 4 5 6 29 30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;28 27 26 25 24 23 22&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;InsyaAllah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I'm still confused, but its gettin clearer day by day. Hope that Allah will guide me through it and provide me with strength and Iman. Ameen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever it is, is grateful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alhamdulillah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wassalaam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-8938012673318608041?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/8938012673318608041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=8938012673318608041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/8938012673318608041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/8938012673318608041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/08/overload.html' title='Overload'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-3632044902638699268</id><published>2010-08-10T16:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T16:20:18.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloating buddies</title><content type='html'>Today will mark the first night of Terawih prayers. And fasting will start sooner than soon. So what are you gonna do about it? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abu, Arif, Irshad, Hafidz and I. We went to the new SAKURA outlet at ChuaChuKang. Wee!~ With a little bit of patience and perserverance, and the help of a 50% off coupon courtesy of Luqman, we managed to fight the crowd and get a seat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From 1pm to 2:30pm, we ate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight's terawih will be the first, and I'll be the ma'mum. Tomorrow, bilal. Hopefully, the serakness of my voice from the IMG cheering will be gone by the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the ache from yesterday's takraw and basketball is irritating me. Im sleepy~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Physics, Geography, Chemistry, PW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lalalalala~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ill be glad when A level is done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-3632044902638699268?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/3632044902638699268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=3632044902638699268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/3632044902638699268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/3632044902638699268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/08/bloating-buddies.html' title='Bloating buddies'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-6453903139642390645</id><published>2010-08-10T01:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T02:38:27.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I missing out something?</title><content type='html'>Salaaam Alaikum.&lt;div&gt;Yeahhh~~&lt;div&gt;A lot to story and a lot to learn from it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starting from Friday. My Innova Matlayu friends and I performed a Dikir Barat performance and we received an unpleasant response from a J2 student. Personally I think he just have an unpleasant behaviour which results in unpleasant words coming out of his mouth. Unfortunately, one of my friends saw that as a personal attack and wanted to 'settle' it properly. What I can see from this situation is that we are puppets if we're not strong enough to fend of the anger in us. We are weak if we're not able to control our anger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday, IMG. Turned out there's no overall winner yeah? Well anyway, those who came should know the consequences of being boastful. Yeah. And this brings us to the topic of how words can make us bad. Visit Arif's blog. He'll provide u with the stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CIP was on Sunday. My class and some other bunches were given the duty of teaching guests at a National Day Party at Admiralty Sports Park. Its just a normal party with maksiat and all. Tsk3. And yeah, fireworks! Went back home at 12++. Saved my bus fare back home courtesy of Syafiqah's family. Haha.  Umm lessons? Prioritise. You'll regret not doing that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday and that is today. Played takraw at Woodlands after Zuhur and went for basketball at ITE College West with Luqqi. Saw Dayah Tapa and Maira at Woodlands. Queued up for free 100 Plus. Im tutoring my neighbour's son every Wednesday and since this Wednesday I have bilal duty, it should be today. But then, postponed it to tomorrow. CMI. Wasnt able to cross the traffic light from Woodlands MRT towards my house due to the fact that the tanks and other parade vehicles were congesting up the roads. -____-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow. SAKURA!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im trying my best to fully use this 4 holidays to have fun and study. Note that I mentioned have fun first which implies that fun comes before studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RAMADHAN MUBARAK!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wassalaaam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-6453903139642390645?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/6453903139642390645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=6453903139642390645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/6453903139642390645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/6453903139642390645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/08/am-i-missing-out-something.html' title='Am I missing out something?'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-8678706092125707047</id><published>2010-08-04T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T22:28:30.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeahh~</title><content type='html'>Salaam to all.&lt;div&gt;Since Zulkifli has started updating his blog, ill do mine. But i will not be updating frequently though.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have now reached about half of the PW journey and cant wait for it to end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Updates here and there:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Im the Log Head, that is the Head of Logistics of my House, Sagittarius.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Just sat for my first ever Physics SPA examinations. A fluke? Quite. Redrew the graph twice and made mistakes in reading data points off the graph but overall, okay I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Joined the Dikir Barat team for this upcoming event this Friday. A brief one compared to last year's Dikir Barat with the Ikhwandudes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway. Things are doing good for me alhamdulillah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing that somehow I have regrets doing is listening to people's negative comments about something and avoided myself from it. Should have taken H2 Chemistry. Hahhhaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dah dah. There's a hikmah in everything :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wassalaam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-8678706092125707047?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/8678706092125707047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=8678706092125707047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/8678706092125707047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/8678706092125707047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/08/yeahh.html' title='Yeahh~'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-6139165609393159893</id><published>2010-06-07T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T23:12:54.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New home?</title><content type='html'>4 days on an island that is 3 times bigger than Singapore with no clue how to get back.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the past few days, I was away in Bintan, facing experiences of my life, climbing up Gunung Bintan, planting mangroves out in nowhere, visiting sea gypsies and listening to their stories, sleeping in hot tents and wake up perspiring, bathing in toilets with no locks or worse, no doors. Nonetheless, I enjoyed most of the times doing the activities planned for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for the first time ever, I experienced a real campfire on the beaches of Bintan, riding on bumpy buses that battled the snaky and dangerous roads. Believe me, some of the roads are inclined at about 20 degrees and the bus sped along that road to avoid toppling over. &lt;i&gt;Kecut perot.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The food there was more than enough. Seriously. I never felt hungry instead, always felt full. Unfortunately, Arif wasnt with me. It would make things a lot more fun. And it would be fun if this year, Ikhwans can manage to go there for holidays. But please, book a resort. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I learnt so much from the trip. It made me appreciate my life better. From the toilet to the bed to the food and to the people around me. Hmm... And having to see the hard lives of the sea gypsies, and still seeing them smile, its proven that everybody have their own problems to face. And those who survived are those who make their troubles their happiness by thinking positive. And people are never thankful enough for what they have. Its never enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, I have PW clinging on to me, holiday assignmments tracing my footsteps, and fatigue, powered by laziness bugging me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To those Poly Ikhwans and Bukharoxies who are having or will have their exams, all the best! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wassalaam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-6139165609393159893?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/6139165609393159893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=6139165609393159893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/6139165609393159893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/6139165609393159893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-home.html' title='New home?'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-8772120199697423245</id><published>2010-06-01T22:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T23:10:14.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunlight in my eyes</title><content type='html'>Assalamualaikum and hey to everybody :D&lt;div&gt;For the past few days, its been something different for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent my weekends being the only student supporter from Innova JC for the 4PM debate competition. Alhamdulillah, I get to meet my ikhwans from WakTG and, IJC made it to the quarter finals. **&lt;i&gt;marha marha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ended the weekend with a dinner with Hafidz, Abu and Syamil at McDonald's NUS and maghrib prayers at the deserted canteen. Yeah. That made my weekends brighter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday, had to sacrifice 2 precious hours to PW consultation. 11am that same morning, went to beloved IRSYAD to meet up with Cikgu Zul and Cikgu Is. Attended briefing for Malay Trail. After Zuhur, went to Junction8 with Cikgu Zul to fill our tummies with fatty McD meals. Walked around Junction8 and I found out that Junction8 is more than just 2 storeys. Hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to help out with the Malay Trail this morning. And straightaway went to Cathay Cineleisure @ Orchard to get movie passes together with Cikgu Zul, Syaraf and Ismail. Ismail! Long time no see...  Met up with Fauzi at AlFalah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We watched Prince of Persia Sands of Time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_neOMg7962Uk/TAUilZg_4AI/AAAAAAAAAMA/RZASMpVo8a0/s1600/pop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 97px; height: 145px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_neOMg7962Uk/TAUilZg_4AI/AAAAAAAAAMA/RZASMpVo8a0/s400/pop.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477822547665870850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had a great time. Only that my handphone battery went out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-8772120199697423245?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/8772120199697423245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=8772120199697423245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/8772120199697423245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/8772120199697423245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/06/sunlight-in-my-eyes.html' title='Sunlight in my eyes'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_neOMg7962Uk/TAUilZg_4AI/AAAAAAAAAMA/RZASMpVo8a0/s72-c/pop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-8709479032903118886</id><published>2010-05-29T13:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T13:53:55.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>H-O-L-I-D-A-Y</title><content type='html'>First week of June, BINTAN!&lt;div&gt;Second week, MALAYSIA! (grandparents house)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Third week, FREE WEEK! *glance at PW*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fourth week, REVISIONS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IM GONNA WORK HARDER TOWARDS 15JUZUKS-BEFORE-MARRYING TARGET. FUHH~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-8709479032903118886?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/8709479032903118886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=8709479032903118886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/8709479032903118886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/8709479032903118886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/05/h-o-l-i-d-y.html' title='H-O-L-I-D-A-Y'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-7261444773650887291</id><published>2010-05-25T15:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:30:20.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Earthquakes:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Bam, Iran. 26,000 deaths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Indian Ocean. Approximately 187,000 deaths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Kobe, Japan. 6000 deaths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Loma Prieta. Cant remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;u&gt;Volcanoes:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Nevado del Ruiz, Columbia. 22,000 deaths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Mt Pinatubo, Philipphines. 320 deaths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Mt St Helens. 57 deaths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Mt Etna, Brazil (eh?). No deaths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where were they in the Summer Test Exam? GAAAAR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;For the first time ever, Geography is killing me brains. *breathe in breathe out.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay Summer Test wrap-up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had GP and Malay on Friday. Malay was okay. Paper 2 easier than I expected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For GP, I spent more than 10 minutes trying to make a choice out of 12 questions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday was balanced out with Chemistry and Geography. Predicted that Geog would satisfy me better than Chem but it turned out otherwise. I love Chemistry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maths was okay and now, left with Physics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You might be thinking, wrap-up before the end of exam? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah. Scoring Physics is a distant dream. How far do you agree to this statement in context to our students in IJC?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poof.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-7261444773650887291?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/7261444773650887291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=7261444773650887291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/7261444773650887291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/7261444773650887291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/05/earthquakes-bam-iran.html' title='Summer Test'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-1577527724591350549</id><published>2010-05-23T10:52:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T11:01:56.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:50pt;"&gt;DO VISIT OUR NEW &lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://grad-ikhwans.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:50pt;"&gt;BLOG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Ubandude, member of the ikhwandudes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-1577527724591350549?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/1577527724591350549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=1577527724591350549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/1577527724591350549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/1577527724591350549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/05/do-visit-our-new-blog-ubandude-member.html' title=''/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-2664745767605841565</id><published>2010-05-16T09:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T10:20:23.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to boredom</title><content type='html'>I found myself a book. Digital fortress. Yes, a bit outdated I admit. Now since I have finished it, Im back to boredom.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Having spent almost 4 months in JC, Im still 'lost'. I always question myself, What's next? What I had in mind was to continue InsyaAllah to Academic University first then continue my Ukhrawi studies afterwards. It'll take a very long time but, that's one of the purpose of living. Studying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However recently, I got to know myself better. I think. Passion, something yet to be discovered in me. Is it teaching? Or is it just studying?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didnt go to Poly because none of the courses were more appealing than others. All were neutral to my taste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didnt go to Islamic college because I want to study in the Ukhrawi field till forever. There's so much yet for me to learn. So in order to have a quite balanced knowledge, Ukhrawi and Duniawi, Im doing the Academic part now rather than later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alhamdulillah, now Im coping quite fine with JC. Subjects not too tough. Workload is the killer. What worries me is what comes next. I am not sure myself but InsyaAllah, and Im confident that whatever Ill be doing after NS will be the best Allah has in store for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to all my dudes and dudettes, with or without laptop (hahaha. to those who dont understand, ignore this part), I am always praying for our success. To make our country, our society, our family and most importantly, our religion proud. Ameen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wassalam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-2664745767605841565?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/2664745767605841565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=2664745767605841565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/2664745767605841565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/2664745767605841565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/05/back-to-boredom.html' title='back to boredom'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-7509255616336140286</id><published>2010-05-12T22:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T23:14:52.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>They know better...</title><content type='html'>I read Arif's post on the NO PORK, NO LARD and how some Muslims see that as a Halal sign. Ouchfully, some non-muslims know better. I was loitering in the canteen at IJC with my chinese friend when he asked wether am I gonna eat or not. Ive eaten 2 meals that day so I wasnt planning to eat. So I followed him to a stall with the 'NO PORK, NO LARD' sign. Thats when he said: &lt;i&gt;"No pork no lard doesnt mean u can eat right?" &lt;/i&gt;No comments. For further info, hop to Arif's blog and feast your mind with thoughtful thoughts.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was in the NMA Playlab during CCA this evening and went on to read an article on Yahoo! News. Its about the same old thing. Global Warming. Studies show that at the rate we're going, the Earth will become too hot for us by the year 2300. That's when I'm on my way to becoming fossil fuel. This left me wondering. How will they squeeze through this? Technology? It'll be interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GP lecture today was on Crime and Punishment. They showed videos of criminals. They showed a video of a person being caned. ( I felt like vomiting ) Ways of punishments. Arguments on punishments. Never-ending. The best punishment? You know it. You answer it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lastly, a treat for everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;القرآن شفيع لصاحبه&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Al-Quran itu syafaat bagi pembacanya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-7509255616336140286?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/7509255616336140286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=7509255616336140286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/7509255616336140286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/7509255616336140286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/05/they-know-better.html' title='They know better...'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-8975010625413299607</id><published>2010-05-09T10:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T10:50:11.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gaaahh..</title><content type='html'>OOOKAY. It has been a long time since Ive update this blog. &lt;div&gt;Well, there's nothing to update I think. With this mundane life Im leading. Hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weekdays are always the same, routine, boring period in my life. Learning was so much fun when the Hangdalusians/Ikhwandudes were around me. I hope we'll be learning together again, side by side, in the future. No matter where we are now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only day to look forward of the week is Saturday. The day we plan to meet at some library to do our own studies or revision and then, together we go to AnNahdhah to benefit our mind and soul. New plan coming up. Saturday morning, jogging and swimming. Seems like Saturday is the real 'life' for me. Hahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, it needs seperation to teach us how to appreciate others. There are times when I thought of the times of studying in class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sec 4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;STE. Revision at dewan. Hafalan with Ustzh R. Fiqh with Ust I. Hadith with Ust M. I miss the old Irsyad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sec 5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maths: Remembered Hafidz and Luqman; having the times of their lives in front of Mr R, Abu; joking on his own, Selasih and Arif; always with their moustaches and jangguts, Maryam and gang; the good sutdents, Faatinah and Sakinah; zzzzz, Me; never thought Id would not have that anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;English: Fun and activities. Videos. Jokes. Laughters. Everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malay: Boys talks. Mutual talks. Crap talks. Videos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geog: Haykal+Abu+Fathullah+Mr I= memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, we are everywhere. Wherever we are, dont forget that we all came from the Beloved Irsyad. And 11 years of memories will stay in my heart. Forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOVE YOU ALL S509.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-8975010625413299607?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/8975010625413299607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=8975010625413299607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/8975010625413299607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/8975010625413299607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/05/gaaahh.html' title='gaaahh..'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-5709807560547580147</id><published>2010-04-23T14:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T16:02:10.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down</title><content type='html'>Im feeling a bit moody nowadays.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some things that cheered me up:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- People around me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- My PI was told to be a very good one *smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Ive been contacting my ikhwans lately&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Saw Harris and Syaraf at AnNur. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Meeting the ikhwans on Saturday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other unwanted things:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- 10 to-do things on my list&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- My apettite is becoming more bernafsu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im so bored.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I lost track of the days already. Was it this week's Monday that we had Physics until 6:40pm or was it last week's? I miss AlIrsyad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tell you something. Its not a good thing to end school with physics. Really. Believe me. Unfortunately, tuesday also ended with Physics. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday was something to remember though. Some JC1 classes went to Pulau Tekong to visit the BMTC- Basic Military Training Camp. Well, it made me MORE impatient for A levels to end. NS is torture? JC dry up your brains! However, there are some things in JC that are fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Susah susah dahulu, senang senang kemudian.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Storytime: At Tekong Island. We were all heading back to the jetty or whatever they call it. I was walking with my friend, a guy mind you, talking about random stuffs. And there, in front of us was this malay girl. I recognised her but didnt know her name. Then I parted with my friend to join my class. I started to lengthen my pace when this girl talked to me. She talked about NS to me and I never even talked to her before. If real life was like Manga, there would be question marks on my head. &lt;i&gt;Sorry friend if youre reading this. You were too abrupt. Hehh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Forget that. The next day, Im back to becoming a walking wall. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ran another 6 rounds on Thursday and did 8 chin ups. I was the first to complete the session again :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For somebody who never ever taken Napha in his life, youre fit. This was said by my PE teacher who is an Olympian. Innovians, start guessing. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well thats about it I guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wassalaaam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-5709807560547580147?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/5709807560547580147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=5709807560547580147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/5709807560547580147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/5709807560547580147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/04/down.html' title='Down'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-3534762270496327146</id><published>2010-04-18T22:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T23:00:59.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='advices'/><title type='text'>Balance</title><content type='html'>17th April 2010&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Causeway Point to catch my first ever M18 movie with the dudes. The movie was okay but the M18 stuffs like violence etc are not necessary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went to Paya Lebar MRT (now Paya Lebar interchange because of the Circle Line) to meet up with the other dudes. Had our Asar prayers at Wak Tanjong Mosque. A 'Kuliah Naruto' between Asar and Maghrib and then, we're the first visitor for the Syarahan! Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The title of the Syarahan was the same as the JC pidato competition: Ikut hati, mati. Ikut nasfu, lesu. Ikut rasa, binasa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some knowledge I gained:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) Nafsu harus dilentor menjadi nafsu baik iaitu nafsu ibadah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) Agama bukan sekadar hukum-hakam. Ummat Islam patut mencapai peringkat tinggi di dunia untuk menjadi KHOIRO UMMAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) Walaupun kita berhak mencemur agama orang yang mencemur agama kita, sebaik penyelesaian adalah dengan bersabar kerana kita perlu menjadi Ummat terbaik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) Akal manusia tanpa dorongan Al-Quran, akan terpesong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope you will gain atleast a little bit from my post. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wassalaam~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-3534762270496327146?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/3534762270496327146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=3534762270496327146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/3534762270496327146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/3534762270496327146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/04/balance.html' title='Balance'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-7494570498582893210</id><published>2010-04-07T19:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T20:00:22.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for the future</title><content type='html'>Its been long since I left my previous routine: MRT, walk, podium, &lt;i&gt;asmaulhusna&lt;/i&gt;, lessons with the dudes, prayers together, &lt;i&gt;dua &lt;/i&gt;at the end of the day, canteen A, home. Now, it wont repeat again.&lt;div&gt;As I was walking to school today, I just realised that I am now in a JC, a place that seemed like a huge deal to me long ago, but now... I hope that it will end sooner than yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Im waiting for the future&lt;/b&gt; :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;GP lecture was on racism. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the lecture, Arif and I discussed about some issues on Islam being discriminated in certain places, as said in the lecture. It all relate to the 9/11 and the story goes on. I learned a lot. From bans on minarets of mosques in Switzerland to Female Ninjas (if you know what I mean). This led me and Arif to issue on hijab in schools in Singapore. Arif said something about hijab and&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;turban for sikhs are both obligations of religion and why only turbans are allowed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats when we agreed on a conclusion that is: Hijab is not allowed in secular schools because the public dont see this as an obligation. Why? Easy. Because majority of the Malay Muslimahs do not wear hijab in public.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So people may say "she dont wear so you can also not wear."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Similar to what I face "why other malay guys are okay with touching girls and you're not?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;OH C'MON...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I pray that these things/situations will make me a stronger person and a more taqwa-ed Muslim. InsyaAllah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-7494570498582893210?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/7494570498582893210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=7494570498582893210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/7494570498582893210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/7494570498582893210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/04/waiting-for-future.html' title='Waiting for the future'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-261961567522218502</id><published>2010-04-05T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T19:59:07.611+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Neglects</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woah~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was victim to my stomach's wants and neglected my shrinking pocket money!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I surrendered to sleep and neglected people around me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was to engrossed in homeworks and revision and neglected my Murajaah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O.M.G&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is not to be forgiven!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**&lt;i&gt;hiyakdush!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-261961567522218502?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/261961567522218502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=261961567522218502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/261961567522218502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/261961567522218502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/04/neglects.html' title='Neglects'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-1557813153837047608</id><published>2010-04-02T19:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T19:19:15.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got this from brother &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;خيرالأنوار&lt;/span&gt; this morning.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Make your ILMU a reality by doing AMAL.&lt;br&gt;Make your AMAL valuable with IKHLAS in the name of ALLAH.&lt;br&gt;Purify your IKHLAS till you achieve TAQWA.&lt;br&gt;Then shield your TAQWA with WARAK.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just wanna share :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Helped Mdm Su move things to her new house together with Abu, Irshad, Siddik and Shah. Its good to get to meet them. Tomorrow, InsyaAllah I'll be joining LFP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pondered about something during the Friday prayers today. Why does the jemaah only boom out the response to the Azan at the last &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;الله أكبر&lt;/span&gt;? Standard for all mosques.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohh. And the sermon touched on gender equality in the distribution of wealth. Content for GP :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-1557813153837047608?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/1557813153837047608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=1557813153837047608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/1557813153837047608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/1557813153837047608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/04/got-this-from-brother-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-7994783240913672415</id><published>2010-03-26T20:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T20:41:31.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Metamorphic</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Metamorphic rocks are formed when igneous or sedimentary rocks are placed near adjacent bodies of hot magma bodies deep in the Earth where there is high temperature and pressure.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll be a Metamorphic rock eventually XP&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Leg cramps greeted me this morning, and I didnt feel like going to school. Forced myself to however. Pay attention here people. I said forced to. Why? Cause JC definitely squeeze out the fun juice out of my spirit. One lesson learnt: Balance work, study and play effectively and you'll have a good life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Brought biscuits to school today. Why? Because I spent my break doing Geography while munching on biscuits. Lessons went on just fine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was an accident near AnNur Mosque today. Involved 5 vehicles. How did that happened? I do not know. And my friend lost his handphone. It probably slipped out of his pocket in the bus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many things happened today. Accident, lost handphone, leg cramps. And it reminded me of something that we have to adopt in our live. Trust ALLAH in everything that we do, and in everything that happen. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;أليس الله بأحكم الحاكمين&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Is not Allah the Wisest of Judges?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-7994783240913672415?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/7994783240913672415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=7994783240913672415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-7413429470848255690?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/7413429470848255690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=7413429470848255690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/7413429470848255690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/7413429470848255690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/03/restlessness.html' title='Restlessness'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-3004643489690090884</id><published>2010-03-23T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T00:28:28.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whats happening to me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was in between sleep and 100% attention in PW lecture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;unfortunately a briefing that was more like,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;listening to somebody storytelling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Reason was, the lecturer was reading all the points,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that was already printed,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;conveniently and readily,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;summarised.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Did my script for oral presentation,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the next thing I knew,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;its already 11pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Slept like a baby,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;woke up, a blind man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What's happening?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why is my strength fading?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is my time not far away?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Woo~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chills.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-3004643489690090884?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/3004643489690090884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=3004643489690090884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/3004643489690090884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/3004643489690090884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/03/whats-happening-to-me.html' title='Whats happening to me?'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-7698786704880392813</id><published>2010-03-20T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T20:30:01.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatigue</title><content type='html'>Okay. Here's a brief update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;Went to AnNur to pray. It was raining heavily and even the cats took shelter in the dewan. Hahaha. Saw a drenched Tengku Hafidz and other Innovians who had to go to school (Haha!). Went to meet my mother and sisters at Woodlands Checkpoint. We're going to Malaysia! Visited my grandparents there. Father still not home. Went to Larkin to eat, went around the building, tailing my mother and sister in their hunt for brooches. Got doughnuts!&lt;br /&gt;Reached my grandparents house and guess what? I ate again. Hahaha. My mission to gain weight. After a while, my cousins arrived. Talked, storytold, ate, laughed, joked. The day went on as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday/today:&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early and straightaway took a bath. Avoided sleeping after Subuh but then, I surrendered. Followed my mother, uncle, aunt and grandmother to the market but I went home, to Singapore. Im meeting my fellow S509.&lt;br /&gt;Met some of them at Bedok MRT Stn. Went to Fairprice to get some things and then walked to East Coast Park. We arrived at Area C in ECP. Aaaaand the pit is at Area E. To make things worst, it was raining. Walked about, I dont know how many kilometres in the rain, getting my shirt and slacks wet. It was really bad until even my hair sweats (as said by Abu).&lt;br /&gt;Cut short. Arrived, ate, prayed, ate, played, ate, went home. Prayed Asar at Masjid Kg Siglap (brought back memories of tahfiz) and caught bus 168 home. Did some Maths in the bus *raise eyebrows*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW IM HOME ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;Wassalam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-7698786704880392813?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/7698786704880392813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=7698786704880392813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/7698786704880392813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/7698786704880392813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/03/fatigue.html' title='Fatigue'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-1108397060565233413</id><published>2010-03-16T14:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T14:37:39.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Butt cramps!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I JUST CAME HOME FROM SCHOOL, ATTENDED 8 PERIODS OF PHYSICS WHICH IS EQUIVALENT TO 4 HOURS OF MAJOR BRAIN SQUEEZING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;UGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-1108397060565233413?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/1108397060565233413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=1108397060565233413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/1108397060565233413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/1108397060565233413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/03/butt-cramps.html' title='Butt cramps!'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-5152592286945946787</id><published>2010-03-14T15:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T16:14:00.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Absence</title><content type='html'>It has been 2 months and several days since the beginning of 2010, and I have learnt so much from the people around me. The most repeating lesson was absence of people you treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father went to Surabaya for business trip last week, and he's currently in Jakarta. He'll come home around next week. I just got to chat with him just now. And his absence is felt here at home. But, patience is all I have got. Same story for other absence.&lt;br /&gt;However, absence may ask you to get over things that most important to you. Littlest things that may be nothing to others, but precious to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Allah give me strength in facing obstacles and challenges in this life. Ameen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-5152592286945946787?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/5152592286945946787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=5152592286945946787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/5152592286945946787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/5152592286945946787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/03/absence.html' title='Absence'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-7521062970954647746</id><published>2010-03-13T19:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T19:53:59.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A break for studies</title><content type='html'>First term of the year has ended. And I am still adapting to the workloads. Hehh.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; For the fisrt time ever, I scored 73% in Chemistry *clap please* And not only that, I beat most of the H2 Chem students in my class! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;Sat for Maths test. Didnt manage to finish. But the day later, I received a message from my Maths teacher informing me that I am the second highest in my class. Hahahah. Seriously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;Went to Woodlands central (also known as &lt;em&gt;woodlands lama&lt;/em&gt;) after Friday prayers to eat chendol and ice kacang and whatever else. Went back to school but disappointingly, the swivel gate was already locked -____-" Had to walk around 20mins around the compound to reach the main gate.&lt;br /&gt;Malay test was at 4pm. Fyi, A level Malay is a combination of both paper 1 and 2 and it takes 3 hours for the test WITHOUT break. So yeah, sat in the lecture theatre for a full 3 hours until 7pm, rushed to pray Asar as soon as it ended and went to Cikgu A's farewell gathering.&lt;br /&gt;Later went to Bugis, National Library to watch 'To Kill A Mockingbird' stage drama. It ended around 10:30pm and I was famished. WHY? Because the last meal I had for the day was at 10:00am. 12 WITHOUT FOOD!!! A new record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;Skipped NMA camp because of a headache. I was swaying while praying Subuh. But then, I found the strength to go to IT show! Met Hafidz and Sufian at Admiralty. Met the others at City Hall. It made my day. They made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father gave some good news. He's still overseas though.&lt;br /&gt;Holiday in Bali InsyaAllah. Wee~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Farewells were never my favourite. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-7521062970954647746?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/7521062970954647746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=7521062970954647746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/7521062970954647746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/7521062970954647746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/03/break-for-studies.html' title='A break for studies'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-952856917458311334</id><published>2010-03-08T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T22:34:55.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another mundane period of my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_neOMg7962Uk/S5UK_3Wds1I/AAAAAAAAALw/CBkwf-vaIiA/s1600-h/Blk+A+frm+canteen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446271416680690514" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_neOMg7962Uk/S5UK_3Wds1I/AAAAAAAAALw/CBkwf-vaIiA/s400/Blk+A+frm+canteen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;THIS IS MY 201TH POST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was typical. Only that I realised something valuable, precious and certainly appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;I witnessed a Malay debate organised for the H1 Malay students. The topic was about foreign talents hindering the locals from participation opportunities in the sports industry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judging by their performances, I confidently say that we Madrasah students were taught superb debating skills and are of the same standard with the secular students if not better. To prove my viewpoint, the best speaker was the AlJunied guy, Waliyuddin. &lt;em&gt;Marha marha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing, is that what Cikgu Z, Mdm B and Mr E taught us in AlIrsyad is sufficiently enough (this is not redundancy but an emphasis. &lt;em&gt;taukid&lt;/em&gt;) for use in A levels. All the difficult questions posted by Cikgu Z in our school exams, and what writing skills Mdm B and Mr E gave us, is greatly relevant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The campaign for Student Council has started. People walking around, pestering others to vote for them, and I stood in the background, watching desperate future leaders :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-952856917458311334?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/952856917458311334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=952856917458311334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/952856917458311334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/952856917458311334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/03/another-mundane-period-of-my-life.html' title='Another mundane period of my life'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_neOMg7962Uk/S5UK_3Wds1I/AAAAAAAAALw/CBkwf-vaIiA/s72-c/Blk+A+frm+canteen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-5793512641118308283</id><published>2010-03-07T11:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T11:28:34.088+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>H2 Physics Tutorial 2 Qn6</title><content type='html'>A ball is dropped by &lt;strong&gt;A &lt;/strong&gt;from a window on an upper floor of a building and is caught by &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt; on the ground when the ball is moving with speed Vf. The ball is again dropped from the same window, while &lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt; throws another ball upwards with speed Vf exactly the same time that &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt; droped the ball from the window. The distance from the window to the ground is 28.7m. Calculate the time and location relative to the window which the ball passes each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the balls?&lt;br /&gt;Who is &lt;strong&gt;C &lt;/strong&gt;and where is he/she located?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-5793512641118308283?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/5793512641118308283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=5793512641118308283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/5793512641118308283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/5793512641118308283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/03/h2-physics-tutorial-2-qn6.html' title='H2 Physics Tutorial 2 Qn6'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-5954147802720793130</id><published>2010-03-07T10:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T11:21:11.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rewang in Harmony</title><content type='html'>Irsyad Alumni were invited to the 'rewang' session at school.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, my slippers were stolen. Somebody went block shopping and took my slippers. And my mother bought me a new pair, which its colour doesnt suit me- Light blue and white. Beach slippers eh? -___-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I volunteered for the second shift, which starts at 12 noon. Met Hafidz and Alim at Admiralty Stn, Syaraf joined us at Sembawang. Waited for Siddik at Muhajirin and went to meet Irshad. Our first job was to just help carry kilograms of cut vegetables from the voiddeck to the tentage at the field. Then helped fry the onions. We set up the stoves and large pots(?) and acted in front of the camera, wanting to be in the media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The real work started only after Asar, after we have filled our stomaches with food. We were each assigned a large pot, filled with spices and margarine. Onions sizzled as soon as the oil started bubbling. Stirred for what it seemed like hours, waiting for the onions to turn brownish and then, came in the plopping ginger+garlic paste. Stirred for another few tiring minutes until it was ready to mix with the real spice: The Curry. Continued stirring, unaware of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt went straight to sleep that night. Had 5 games of chess with Shah and a chat with the dudes. Then, I went to sleep. Thought of continuing to help them today, but then, I have tahfiz. Thought of going to Tahfiz but then, its only murajaah period and I have lots of work to do. 2 assignments due tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, doing my work, while blogger and FB distracts me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-5954147802720793130?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/5954147802720793130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=5954147802720793130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/5954147802720793130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/5954147802720793130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/03/rewang-in-harmony.html' title='Rewang in Harmony'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-3193987972709524195</id><published>2010-03-03T18:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T18:56:22.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mesti mau pandai manage itu time lorr..</title><content type='html'>Tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;Stoning in the hall early in the morning, listening to a lady explaining on library stuffs. Accidentally fell asleep but that was just a few seconds though. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;For the first time ever, I ran 6 rounds around trhe stadium track NONSTOP. What's more, it was 9:20 AM! Hahahaha. Im usually still groggy around this time in Irsyad. Haha. Just after first recess. 6 rounds = 2.4km. It was a training for the napha test. My time was 12 mins 17 secs. Luckily I passed the requirements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;Studied. Yeah studied. Done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I had a convo with my friend. A free thinker. We talked about something, truancy I think. Then I jokingly said I want to escape a lesson by telling a lie.&lt;br /&gt;He said: "Waa. U cannot lie &lt;em&gt;meh. &lt;/em&gt;Later Allah (pronounced as Al-Lah) put you in Hell. You better go pray". Then he laughed.&lt;br /&gt;Then I said that everybody is not supposed to lie as its a bad think. Right people?&lt;br /&gt;He said: "I can &lt;em&gt;leh.&lt;/em&gt; I have NO GOD".&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It striked me clearly and made me think. How can they not see that there must be someone, a source, a creator that manages everything? More to that, his parents are not of the same religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very thankful that I was born a Muslim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-3193987972709524195?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/3193987972709524195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=3193987972709524195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/3193987972709524195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/3193987972709524195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/03/mesti-mau-pandai-manage-itu-time-lorr.html' title='Mesti mau pandai manage itu time lorr..'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-6147778153340113763</id><published>2010-03-01T23:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T23:51:04.866+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Muhasabah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IM CURRENTLY REFLECTING ON MYSELF, MY PAST LIFE, MY DEEDS AND WRONGDOINGS, AND AIM TO BE A BETTER PERSON IN THE FUTURE. AMEEN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Oh Allah, please assist me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-6147778153340113763?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/6147778153340113763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=6147778153340113763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/6147778153340113763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/6147778153340113763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/03/muhasabah.html' title='Muhasabah'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-5148286944026331501</id><published>2010-03-01T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T22:08:52.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Workloads. And its just the beginning!</title><content type='html'>Had a pumped out Saturday with Hafidz, Luqman and Naufal. Fun despite the fatigue. A full-day work didnt bring me straight to sleep though. Stared into darkness and slept at 4. Close to 5. Sunday, skipped tahfiz -_____-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday is just the beginning of another future.&lt;br /&gt;Workloads after workloads. GP tutorials fogged my mind from the real world. My bespectacled friend, Daniel was with me after the GP tutorial ended. We were heading to Physics lecture. Entered Lecture Theatre 2, full of confidence. A moment passed and we realised we're in the wrong LT. The blind following the blind -__________________-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished my assignments already. Fuh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-5148286944026331501?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/5148286944026331501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=5148286944026331501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/5148286944026331501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/5148286944026331501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/03/workloads-and-its-just-beginning.html' title='Workloads. And its just the beginning!'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-175932944036470362</id><published>2010-02-21T20:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T21:13:37.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reminders!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone needs sleeping pills real bad~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was about to sleep yesternight. But an unannounced event happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was bugged into sleeping at 1:30am and so I indulged myself into various kinds of dreams. Dreams that include cycling under a block and saw my friends having a party -___-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8:00am ++&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woke up to the sound of my father's students reciting Quran on the computer. Wow. Classes already started early in the morning. That was just a brief moment though. Head dropped, eyes closed. &lt;em&gt;*ahlam saéed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9:30am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Realised that I was late for Tahfiz classes. Got up and texted Alim, telling him to inform my Ustaz that I'll be late. Showered, packed, went off less than 20 mins after waking up. Real flash in action. Reached Sultan Mosque around 10am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luckily, I wasnt the last one to go off. Lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im done with AlMaidah! &lt;em&gt;*marha marha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt; But not starting on a new surah yet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to library afterwards to return two fat, boring books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6:38pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Syafiqah reminded me of the review we were asked to do. O_0 &lt;em&gt;Robb! &lt;/em&gt;I totally forgot. Clipped an article on the Jakarta prison issue where prisoners were given privileges and luxury. Completed the review after Maghrib with growls from my tummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im done with Geog, Ive passed up Chem, I did my review and Im starting on Maths tutorial 3. (Arithmetic and Geographic progression, easier than I thought it would be.) :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would you rather do something fun or watch a baby poop?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p/s: If you readers notice, I didnt say the salaam before starting my post. That is because Ive written the salaam on the the middle table there &gt;&gt;&gt; So I count that as a Salaam given everytime you people enter my digital territory here, which is my blog.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-175932944036470362?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/175932944036470362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=175932944036470362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/175932944036470362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/175932944036470362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/02/reminders.html' title='reminders!!!'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-1767983258032223423</id><published>2010-02-20T20:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T20:28:43.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Academic or Ukhrawi</title><content type='html'>Attended the parent teacher meeting for the Sec 5 students today. It was held in the MPR. I was there to receive the SmartLab award thingy. Improvements from Sec 4 grade in Elemental Maths. What I gained from the shraing session is about deciding wether to continue in Ukhrawi or Academic studies. For those who already decided to plunge themselves into the Academics only, or Ukhrawi only, then there's no problem as far as I'm concerned. But for people like me, who want to have both Ukhrawi and Academic knowledge, there will definitely be a crucial decision in the making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told, that in order to have a balance in both Ukhrawi and Academics, we are recommended to do Ukhrawi first as it is the basics of our life. And breaking the journey by going to JC or poly, is not a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, although I am now in JC, I did not break that connection to Ukhrawi studies. Alhamdulillah, Im still continuing my tahfiz. Alhamdulillah, I have learned very much about what Muslim guys that have no religious background think about Islam. They have the interest in knowing about Islam, but they either dont know where to go, shy or because of other reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Im am clear that in JC, I play the role of sharing what I have learnt in Irsyad. Alhamdulillah, I see many Muslim guys, that didnt attend Friday prayers the week before, approached me and Arif, asking wether are we going or not. So that shows, that we have an important role to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who dont know, I am planning to continue in my Ukhrawi studies after having a stable job using my Academics. Thats a good thing I guess? InsyaAllah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allahu Hafiiz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-1767983258032223423?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/1767983258032223423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=1767983258032223423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/1767983258032223423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/1767983258032223423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/02/academic-or-ukhrawi.html' title='Academic or Ukhrawi'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-4289047023119682680</id><published>2010-02-19T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T20:11:47.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>Sooo okay...&lt;br /&gt;Had a good week. Thursday was still slacking, JC standard. We had lecture on P.E. The teachers briefed about FlashMob, NYAA and stuffs. I was at the back, impatient for food. Didnt concentrate much. We listened to a talk on attire and some stuffs. Didnt listened attentively though. Did Maths with Daniel. Hahaha. Thursday was also the start of Physics, Chemistry and GP tutorials. GP was nearing the end of the day, right before the last subject Malay Lang. Finished school at around 5:40pm. Pfft. Joined the crowd of IJC students walking towards Woodlands MRT stn.&lt;br /&gt;Today, had the first Maths and Geog tutorial. Maths is fun. Really. I enjoy Maths. Geog was tiring. My brain was trying to accept the already refreshed plate tectonics. Da revise berulang kali and I feel like erupting. Prayed at AnNur and went to school afterwards. Naufal wanted info on JC. So yeah. Im willing to contribute. Haha. Tomorrow, SmartLab award. Must be in school at 8:30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mystery remains though. Long dragging hours in Irsyad never cause my body to feel very lethargic. But the tension in JC is not at its maximum but already, I'm feeling very tired everytime I reach home. Maybe Irsyad provides the berkat of learning ugama. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;Done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-4289047023119682680?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/4289047023119682680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=4289047023119682680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/4289047023119682680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/4289047023119682680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/02/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-6716161724873491784</id><published>2010-02-17T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T22:28:27.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tutorials</title><content type='html'>Had a long break, full of boredom and lonliness.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up a bit late today. Was lucky enough to get past the automatic swivel gate which automatically locks itself at 7:50am. Today was the start of tutorials. Tutorials are some sort of class. There are tutorials and lectures. Had PW first thing in the morning. Then GP lecture and then, Malay tutorial. Malay was fun. All Malay teachers are fun eh. Fun and funny.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the homework load finally gone, I can now brush up on my O level topics.&lt;br /&gt;Okay done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-6716161724873491784?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/6716161724873491784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=6716161724873491784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/6716161724873491784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/6716161724873491784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/02/tutorials.html' title='Tutorials'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-203056309106744467</id><published>2010-02-12T17:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T17:29:22.907+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Ten things we waste</title><content type='html'>TEN THINGS WE WASTE:-&lt;br /&gt;(taken from a lesson of Ibn Qayyim al-Jawziyyah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our&lt;strong&gt; Knowledge&lt;/strong&gt;: Wasted by not taking action with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our&lt;strong&gt; Actions&lt;/strong&gt;: Wasted by committing them with out sincerity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our&lt;strong&gt; Wealth&lt;/strong&gt;: Wasted by using on things that will not bring us benefit. We waste our money, our status, our authority, on things which have no benefit in this life or in akhirah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our&lt;strong&gt; Hearts&lt;/strong&gt;: Wasted because they are empty from the love of Allah, and the feeling of longing to go to Him, and a feeling of peace and contentment. In it's place, our hearts are filled with something or someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;strong&gt;Bodies&lt;/strong&gt;: Wasted because we don't use them in ibadah and service of Allah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt;: Our emotional love is misdirected, not towards Allah, but towards something/someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;strong&gt;Time&lt;/strong&gt;: Wasted, not used properly, to compensate for that which has passed, by doing what is righteous to make up for past deeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;strong&gt;Intellect&lt;/strong&gt;: Wasted on things that are not beneficial, that are useless to society and the individual, not in contemplation or reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;strong&gt;Service&lt;/strong&gt;: Wasted in service of someone who will not bring us closer to Allah, or benefit in this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our &lt;strong&gt;Dhikr&lt;/strong&gt;: Wasted, because it does not effect us or our hearts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-203056309106744467?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/203056309106744467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=203056309106744467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/203056309106744467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/203056309106744467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/02/ten-things-we-waste.html' title='Ten things we waste'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-6821366475053056291</id><published>2010-02-11T14:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T14:50:06.497+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Accessing a 'new situation'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;NOT EASY&lt;/span&gt;, but its &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;NOT IMPOSSIBLE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was blinded all the while. Cloaked by good and stained by the lesser evils. But the cloak is just a cloak that will eventually get penetrated by the tougher stains. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now that Im aware, and that shame of oneself is already living in my heart, Im washing the cloak and am trying to not get it stained by any sort of evil. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope that Allah will show me the right way through. Allahu Hafiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Im not a literature student. Excuse my ugly language :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-6821366475053056291?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/6821366475053056291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=6821366475053056291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/6821366475053056291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/6821366475053056291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/02/accessing-new-situation.html' title='Accessing a &apos;new situation&apos;'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-7272035278287231620</id><published>2010-02-06T14:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T17:18:20.018+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Stay on the straight path of Islam</title><content type='html'>I was searching for advices online and I found this on a web. This advices were meant for Muslim students studying in the West. I thought it would be relevant to those who is or will be studying in JC or POLY. Specially for all of you, S509.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BE MINDFUL OF ALLAH SWT:-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;u&gt;Excel in our observance of Allah SWT&lt;/u&gt; in all our dealings.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;u&gt;Understand that He keeps watch over you&lt;/u&gt;, sees you and encompasses all that is of concern to you - wherever you are.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;u&gt;He knows&lt;/u&gt; the treachery of your eyes and &lt;u&gt;all that your heart conceals.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Strive not to let Allah SWT see you, except that He is pleased with you.&lt;br /&gt;- Do not be unmindful in your observance of Allah SWT otherwise Satan will infiltrate you and you will be overcome by the whispers of your whims and desires.&lt;br /&gt;- Believe that whenever a heart is conscious of Allah's observance, it will never be approached by Satan.&lt;br /&gt;- However, once it departs from Allah's awareness, evil will be attracted to it and it will be inhabited by whims and desires.&lt;br /&gt;- So, consolidate your heart with the observance of Allah and in vigil seek refuge from your surroundings and do not be among the unmindful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BE STEADFAST IN OBLIGATORY DUTIES:-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;u&gt;Perform the obligatory duties which Allah has enjoined upon you&lt;/u&gt;, at their appointed times. No one draws nearer to Allah with anything more beloved to Him than performing the obligatory duties as stated in the hadith of al-Bukhari. &lt;u&gt;Do not neglect them by relying on performing them at a later time&lt;/u&gt;, because you are busy with work or resorting to other excuses for justification. This is a deception of your own self and of your own whims.&lt;br /&gt;- Spend whatever time you can in performing the sunna prayers. &lt;u&gt;Increase your appeal for forgiveness and the praising of Allah SWT.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Prophet (saw) advised Ali (ra) to continuously dampen his tongue in the remembrance of Allah. Do not abandon that path which leads you to duties and obedience.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;u&gt;Increase your recitation of the Glorious Quran with understanding and deliberation.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;It is a healing for the soul and a comfort to the heart.&lt;/u&gt; Designate from it a portion to read at the beginning of the day and a portion to read at the end of it, hence the best beginning and the best end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE WORLD AND HEREAFTER:-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- In the delights of life and pleasures of the world, you will see that which inclines the heart, impresses the mind, attracts the eye and bewilders those whose spirits are weak. Be aware that in the sight of Allah SWT all these pleasures lead neither to honor nor virtue.&lt;br /&gt;- So &lt;u&gt;do not be amongst those who favor the worldly life over the Hereafter&lt;/u&gt;, or amongst those deceived by the outward appearance of things without considering their essence.&lt;br /&gt;Avoid the worldly aspects of these people; do not let it take over your command and deceive you, if you are to be among the successors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LEADING BY EXAMPLARY:-&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;u&gt;Calling the people through practical examples is far better than calling them through speech.&lt;/u&gt; It is far more fruitful and beneficial to use your commendable character, the perferction of yourself and your straight manner to defend and call them to your religion. Do not be apprehended by their stance, because &lt;u&gt;Allah’s aid is with those who are sincere.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Be positive and do not insult other people’s beliefs instead, elucidate (explain or clarify something) to them their innate goodness and reveal to them our beliefs. By doing so, you will have adequately (sufficiently) promoted awareness and incentives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Note: I edited the original one cause it contains sentences such as 'my dear brothers' etc. This was actually some sort of letter to the Muslim students studying in the West by Hassan alBanna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-7272035278287231620?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/7272035278287231620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=7272035278287231620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/7272035278287231620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/7272035278287231620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/02/stay-on-straight-path-of-islam.html' title='Stay on the straight path of Islam'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-8871116457276354099</id><published>2010-02-02T16:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T17:43:36.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school</title><content type='html'>Today was the start of lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got our schedule for lectures. This week and the week after, we will be having lectures only. I heard that we will be assigned to civics group, some sort of class, according to our subject combinations. However, it may not be having 100% same subjects. Syafiqah has the same combo as mine cause she is taking almost the same subjects as me. The only difference is that she has Econs for H1 and I have Chem for H1. And what's pathetic? Out of the 500+ fresh faces, there are only 4 people having the same subject combo as mine. Is 5 people enough to be a class? Ofcs, but in JC?&lt;br /&gt;So, I found one of my classmates through eavesdropping. Wasnt me. Nabilah Md Johan eavesdropped some people talking and she heard that this particular guy is taking the exactly the same subjects as me. He's japanese. &lt;em&gt;Moshi moshi. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So first up, we have GP lecture. The lecturer was just introducing us to the monster GP. Its what he call it. &lt;em&gt;Monster. &lt;/em&gt;He persuaded us, or rather tried to persuade us that GP is not as difficult as what we thought. What appaled me was the 500-800 words need to be written within 1 and a half hour. Dreadful. My handwriting will go all squiggly, and my brain will become all wiggly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I attended H2 Maths lecture.&lt;br /&gt;We learned how to use the GRAPHIC calculator. And we already started on polynomials. Maths terms make me miss Mr Rahamat. Hmm...We were expected to do the tutorials. This means, ADDITIONAL MATHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of the previous lectures were conducted in LT1. (LT means lecture theatre) Geography was next and it was conducted LT3. Didnt manage to buy the lecture notes. That doesnt matter though. Today is just about introductions. The lecturer in Geog was a Malay lady. Miss Nafisah. (at last, a name I can remember) Basically, H2 Geog is no big difference from O level Geography if we studied Pure Geog which everybody in Al Irsyad Instistute will be studying. Only that there will be no topic on veggies (vegetation), rivers will be without coasts and plate tectonics will include rocks. Tourism was thankfully banished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics. The important thing that we have to bear in mind is UNLEARN &amp;amp; RELEARN. We we told to rebuild our basics to support the more complex stuffs physics offer in the A levels.&lt;br /&gt;Like for example: In order to replace a one-storey bungalow with a 3-storey one, we need to rebuild the base in order to withstand yeah, the extra 2 storeys. Okay nvm.&lt;br /&gt;So, we studied MEASUREMENTS. Yes friends. MEASUREMENTS. Back to the '&lt;em&gt;mass is in kilograms with the SI unit kg'&lt;/em&gt;. Yes. That. In a lecture theatre. The japanese guy fell asleep. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was free from 12:40 to 2:40. Didnt have any lectures. Hahha. Prayed Zuhur. Civics was...I didnt quite pay attention. It talked about the Innova crest, mission vision and stuffs similar to that. I needed to poo poo. Didnt have to go to Maths Bridging. Although its advisable for those who scored C5 0r C6 in Add Maths. Huahuahua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended at 3:40pm. Most of the JC1s do. But the bus that passes outside the college is only available 4:30pm onwards. At around 4:10pm the girls and I was just exiting the school when we saw the busstop full of JC1 students. They didnt know that the bus will come at 4:30!! Hahahaha! They waited for about half an hour for the bus! So I approached them and told them the painful news. Shock and regret were vidible in every faces. Wooo. Ill be famous. The bus boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this convo I overheard:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Malay Boy to Malay girl: Tu la kau! Confident sangat ade bas.&lt;br /&gt;MG 1: Bukan aku pe. *blames MG2*&lt;br /&gt;MG 2: Mane la aku tau..&lt;br /&gt;MB: Banyak kau punye "have faith" laa, "sure come one" laa..&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Luckily I decided to inform them. Sebelum tego tu ade bisikan hati yang nak tengok dorang suffer. Selasih suggested leaving them. Ishishiiish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update on yesterday's mass dance:&lt;br /&gt;1- Dah jadi tempat macam Zouk or whatever tu. Tidak ada batas pergaulan lelaki perempuan. Dengan lampu die da macam kat disco. Not the discoball. The dimness. (intensity of light measured in 'candela'. Huahua.)&lt;br /&gt;2- Sesape yang nak masuk JC, primarily to the Sec5s in Irsyad, you have to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;3- And dont give me or anybody the excuse tak boleh escape. I escaped. I survived. It is just a matter of asking and negotiating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans for tonight:&lt;br /&gt;- Add Maths x (10!)^2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donedonedonedonedone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-8871116457276354099?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/8871116457276354099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=8871116457276354099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/8871116457276354099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/8871116457276354099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/02/back-to-school.html' title='Back to school'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-751485125121855634</id><published>2010-01-31T14:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T14:44:07.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kampong Dudes</title><content type='html'>Courtesy of Shah and Family, we spent time together in Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I had another day of orientation on Friday, I couldnt join the others on Friday. So I slept early. On saturday, I went to the Harbourfront to catch the Monorail from VivoCity to Beach station in Sentosa. Had to pay 3 bucks. First time taking the monorail wasnt a special experience. No big difference from taking the MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hungry. So I bought some food from The Coffee Bean and Tea Leaves. Took the tram and found the location. The chalet has a kampung-based theme. The were playing Bluff in a small room with 2 bunker beds when I arrived. Jammed and then prayed Zuhur. Helped Shah's family unload BBQ stuffs and then went for swimming. Perfect time to just laze around. There was a huge, wild peacock at our 'kampong' area. Coolio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then celebrated Shah's belated birthday with a huge chocolate cake. Ate and then prayed Asar. Jammed again. Then its time for Maghrib. After Maghrib, we smoked up the BBQ area while other families tolerated with our noise level. I joined Harris, Siddik and Yusof accompany Muhammad back to the bus interchange. He has to go home. We then walked around Siloso Beach. Harris asked a popcorn vendor for BubbleTea. Just for the sake of provoking. Back at the Chalet, we found out that the others except for Shah and Haykal went out to Sentosa Cove. Chatted while BBQing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the night was full with laughter and rest. This morning. Woke up and went to Tahfiz after Subuh. Went home early and yeah. Getting ready for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-751485125121855634?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/751485125121855634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=751485125121855634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/751485125121855634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/751485125121855634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/01/kampong-dudes.html' title='Kampong Dudes'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-2722575456782810573</id><published>2010-01-29T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T20:25:56.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation day 2</title><content type='html'>Orientation day 2. Here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a new pai of shoe. White and silver Lotto shoe. I'll be wearing it for the next 2 years or more. I hope it'll last that long. So, I arrived at Woodlands MRT station when my mother called. I left my uniform money at home. As my house is near my new school, I waaaaalked back and saw Maisurah; going for work, and Hazim; going to school. Boarded bus 901 from the busstop nearby my block. Cut short. Arrived at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt recognize the girls at first look. Still trying to adapt. First time entering the general office, I was lost in that small space cause there were 3 receptionists. Submitted my 'idk what' form and went out to assemble. &lt;em&gt;Maktab, sediiia! &lt;/em&gt;Blahblahblah and we went into the hall. The talk was very lengthy. I made a mental note not to sit right at the front cause I will have to look up and it strains my neck. Had a briefing on the CCAs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we had the mass dance. Or rather, they. I went to buy my school uniform as a reason to go out of the hall. With the 2 juniedians. Then we hung out in the library full of comfy sofas and cushions. Talked and talked and talked till the dance ended. Went for lunch. I ate with Steve the Swiss guy. Then its time for Friday prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were all together 31 muslim guys. Boarded 912 like canned sardines. Came back after Friday prayers to join the mini games. The J1s were already adjusted to the surrounding people. Cool. But Im not adjusted yet to their closeness. They mix like...you know what. Cheered and played games. Aaaand its time to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I learnt today: Its graphic calculator not generic calculator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donedone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-2722575456782810573?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/2722575456782810573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=2722575456782810573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/2722575456782810573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/2722575456782810573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/01/orientation-day-2.html' title='Orientation day 2'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-1835087191695386250</id><published>2010-01-28T18:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T19:50:28.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orientation day 1</title><content type='html'>Read till the end. Its quite interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the first day for this INNOVA noobie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Jojo and Syafiq at Woodlands MRT station which were packed with students from different neighbourhood schools in their respective uniforms, waiting for their friends. Saw Ustaz Ruzi from a distance, and a couple of Irsyadians. We took bus 901 and everybody in the bus, the newbies, were glancing around everytime the bus halted at a busstop. Seems that nobody is sure of the way. So I signalled the girls, Jojo and Syafiq to alight at the 4th busstop. Everybody followed suit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that caught our attetion when walking towards the college was the music which was coming from the school speakers. The songs played while waiting for everybody to settle down were Bad Romance-LadyGaga, Kiss me thru the phone-Souljaboy, Down-Lil Wayne and some other songs that I have never heard of. Well, something to get used to. Saw a Maarifian, a girl (duh) named Munirah. 2 Aljuneidians, Ilyas and Waliuddin. I knew Ilyas from tahfiz. Checked our names on the house list. The houses there were labelled using names of the constellations. &lt;strong&gt;Sagittarius, Aquila, Rasalas &lt;/strong&gt;and&lt;strong&gt; Taurus&lt;/strong&gt;. All of us Madrasah students were placed in Sagittarius except for Munirah who was grouped into Taurus I think. From the house Sagittarius, we were divided into smaller groups called comets. Me, I was in Schaumasse with Arif and Jojo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The assembly was definitely different from Irsyad's. We have national anthem and the pledge as starters for the day (take note: the national anthem is the original version :D). We then attended a talk, briefing us about subject combinations and stuffs. And it really changed my mindset. &lt;strong&gt;I NOW DONT REGRET TAKING PURE SCIENCES AND ADDITIONAL MATHS.&lt;/strong&gt; They help. Seriously. Had our lunch. We then had icebreakers among members of the same Comet. (get use to the namings). We had cheering practices, mass dance (I'll talk more about it) subject consultations. Prayers were done. Yeah. No worries about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. The mass dance. The song used was, idk the title. Is it 'Fire burning'? Or '911'? Okay nevermind. The important thing is that you all know what im taking about. They were asking us to pair up with people of different genders. So we were like, "ahhh nak keluar." but they didnt allow. Jojo and Syafiq escaped by going to the toilet. Aljuneidians went for solat. As we already did our prayers, Arif and I avoided as much as possible. But in the end, we were just practising. Pairing up, not today. It'll be tomorrow. Need to think of something to avoid the ridiculous mass dance. Then we sang the school song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, it was a new experience. Although I looked forward to coming back home. Not adapted to the new environment yet. Bought P.E. t-shirt. Uniforms tomorrow. Oh and not forgetting the generic calculator. Wooooo~ Something cool. Hahahah. Went home by boarding 900A. My mind was already planning things for school. I need a new pair of shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and these are my 2 choices for subject combinations:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Compulsory subject: H1 ( General paper. Project work. Mother tongue. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;1st choice&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;H2 ( Maths. Physics, Geography. )&lt;br /&gt;H1 ( Chemistry )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;2nd choice&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;H2 ( Maths. Physics. Chemistry. )&lt;br /&gt;H1 ( Geography. )&lt;/blockquote&gt;Thats all then. Tomorrow will be a different day I guess. (?? ofcs la different) I mean, a better one. Till then friends. Bzzt---*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-1835087191695386250?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/1835087191695386250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=1835087191695386250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/1835087191695386250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/1835087191695386250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/01/orientation-day-1.html' title='Orientation day 1'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-2907476700308612020</id><published>2010-01-27T14:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T14:31:16.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking forward to the future</title><content type='html'>Been updating quite frequently lately. Reason being, not posted to any tertiary education yet. But guess what? Woke up this morning and straight away took a bath to prevent going back to bed after solat. Body in the toilet, mind was elsewhere, thinking of the JAE application result. Syafiqah told me that we would be informed before 8am, so I decided to be the early bird. The early bird catches the worm right? (&lt;em&gt;but the early worm gets eaten&lt;/em&gt; T_T) Right after solat, I checked my hp for messages from someone else, but there it was, the message from 74688:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;MOE: MUHAMMAD HARITH BIN HAMZAH, you are posted to INNOVA JC, ARTS (37A) under 2010 JAE. Pl report to JC/MI on 28 Jan 10 at 7:30am.&lt;/blockquote&gt;So yeah. I dont know what 'Pl' in the message is. 'Please' maybe? Oh and dont bother about the Arts stream. Tomorrow's orientation will include choosing the subject combination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the rest of the morning peeling potatoes and cutting my hair short.&lt;br /&gt;Now im hungry. POTATOES, HERE I COME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-2907476700308612020?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/2907476700308612020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=2907476700308612020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/2907476700308612020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/2907476700308612020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/01/looking-forward-to-future.html' title='Looking forward to the future'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-3965376904745595885</id><published>2010-01-26T01:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T02:27:35.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days to shaping the future</title><content type='html'>Salam to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As from what Ive been told, the WakTG dudes will be starting school this thursday, 28th January 2010. So today, we had our last round of takraw session at a new territory, AMK. Not sure if the chalet at Sentosa provides takraw court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting the game early to avoid the glaring sun is a good idea but most of the time, early is almost impossible without the presence of latecomers, and that includes me being one of them today. I was supposed to meet Hafidz at Woodlands MRT stn at 7:35am but because of a short nap after subuh, I didnt manage except to miss his train by seconds. Not to mention stumbling on the escalator and fumbling with my earpiece. And there he was, sitting in the train with Luqman, not even giving me a slight notice. Well then. Next train: 4 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived with disappointment, seeing only 3 people had arrived. And they were Naufal, Hafidz and Luqman. Luqman wasnt in good shape. I showed him to way to Muttaqin Mosque. Halfway through my explaination, I realised that he was already gone. Nature called him for big business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The others arrived and there we were, thinking of a creative way to have the net up. The pole was shitty. Too short. We got 3 regus (teams) so we played without bothering about the sun's glare. One problem though. There was dog crap on the court. Spent about 15 minutes getting rid of the hindrance. Kill 'em dog owners!!! Whats next? We saw a leashed dog, peeing under a flat, on tiled, concrete floor!!! Like what the &lt;em&gt;naar&lt;/em&gt;? pishpishpish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with takraw, time for solat. Done with solat, time to eat. Got little cash with me. So called up mother and she was at NTUC with father. They were planning to go to Banquet so I joined them. Ate up, went home. Took me a couple of minutes to fall asleep. Computer wasnt free until 12 midnight. And here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im hooked up with Shaun the sheep nowadays :D&lt;br /&gt;Done. Wassalam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-3965376904745595885?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/3965376904745595885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=3965376904745595885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/3965376904745595885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/3965376904745595885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/01/2-days-to-shaping-future.html' title='2 days to shaping the future'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-5280646916173304298</id><published>2010-01-24T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T23:54:34.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Importance</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Abdullah Ibn Masóod (R.A) said:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I have never regretted on anything more than my regret over the day, which passed and in which my life is reduced, and I do not hae increase in good deeds".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Rot at home.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: Missed Tahfiz. Went to do some shopping for groceries (again, no comments). Mother wanted to cook daging kari. Got the correct ingredients, got some crackers and snacks and some breakfast. Wanted to go the library to get some books but because of the extreme glare and some other reasons, I decided not to. Went to CCK Alkhair for basketball session. Went home aaaaand done for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Should I?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-5280646916173304298?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/5280646916173304298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=5280646916173304298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/5280646916173304298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/5280646916173304298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-4554198675146290970?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/4554198675146290970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=4554198675146290970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/4554198675146290970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/4554198675146290970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/01/reflect.html' title='Reflect'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-550509231318106199</id><published>2010-01-21T17:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T17:24:37.813+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>My beloved school</title><content type='html'>I was randomly delving my dear N70 and I found this in my note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Madrasah Al-Irsyad Al-Islamiah graduates shall persevere to continue their development to be potential asatizahs and ulama', who shall make a difference withing the realities of a modern world, secular state, and plural society.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's together strive to make this dream a fulfilling one InsyaAllah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-550509231318106199?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/550509231318106199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=550509231318106199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/550509231318106199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/550509231318106199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-beloved-school.html' title='My beloved school'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-4939010431594042418</id><published>2010-01-21T15:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T17:22:40.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boredom terminated</title><content type='html'>Had two days straight of takraw session.&lt;br /&gt;20th Jan: Met the others at Braddell. Played for about 4 hours. Butt cramps. Prayed at Muhajirin and the day dragged on as per normal.&lt;br /&gt;Today: Played at Marsiling. Butt cramps. Again. Had a hard time cycling back home, going against wind and slopes. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marsya received 2 weeks MC. Chickenpox. My mother applied Calamine lotion all over her body, making her look somewhat like a freak. Hahaa. Went to a nearby shop with Marsya just now and she said something that made me laugh inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marsya: Abg, takmo jalan situ ah.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Knape?&lt;br /&gt;Marsya: Ade burung.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Jadi?&lt;br /&gt;Marsya: Nanti dorang ketawekan marsya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. Apee jelah budak ni.&lt;br /&gt;Going school tomorrow for a farewell gathering. Chalet @ Sentosa next week. Then I'm gonna start school. InsyaAllah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-4939010431594042418?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/4939010431594042418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=4939010431594042418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/4939010431594042418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/4939010431594042418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/01/boredom-terminated.html' title='Boredom terminated'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-2027252022059198961</id><published>2010-01-19T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T00:05:27.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pendorong ibadah</title><content type='html'>Got this from Anis Magazine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disini terdapat 2 perkara yang boleh menjadi pendorong kita untuk beribadah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;الخوف TAKUT:&lt;br /&gt;Khauf disini bererti takut kepada Allah swt. Contohnya, datang perasaan takut dan gementar terhadap kekuasaan dan kebesaran Allah swt. Untuk mendapatkan rasa takut itu hendaklah kita sentiasa mengenangkan mati, Hari Akhirat dan azab Allah swt.&lt;br /&gt;Firman Allah swt: [ Hanya sanya yang benar-benar takut kepada Allah di antara seluruh hamba-hambaKu adalah para ulama' ] (alFathir: 28)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;الرجاء RAJA':&lt;br /&gt;Raja' bererti berharap. Walaupun ibadah yang dilakukan itu susah, berat dan tidak sempurna, kita berharap agar Allah swt menerimanya. Dengan adanya rasa harap, kita tidak akan putus asa dengan rahmat Allah.&lt;br /&gt;Firman Allah swt: [ Wahai hamba-hambaKu yang melampaui batas terhadap dirinya, janganlah kamu putus harapan dari rahmat Allah. Sesungguhnya Allah dapat mengampunkan semua dosa. dan sesungguhnya Allah Maha Pengampun lagi Maha Penyanyang ] (azZumar: 53)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope that you will benefit from this short post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-2027252022059198961?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/2027252022059198961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=2027252022059198961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/2027252022059198961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/2027252022059198961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/01/pendorong-ibadah.html' title='Pendorong ibadah'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-6294323801865243384</id><published>2010-01-19T14:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T16:42:55.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relief</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Yesterday:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up to sound of siblings shouting, getting ready to go to school. Had a quick bath and switched on the computer right after performing my prayer. Was looking at little fishies swimming in Fishville, bloghopping and wandering off into nowhere in the internet when I received a call that changed my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irshad called, asking me wether am I free for the day. Yeah sure, free as a fish in an ocean. Relief teacher needed. Well, that made it. Took another bath, a proper one, before going off. I was replacing Ust Azhari, Mr Zul (new teacher) and Mr Hazrin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frist lesson was 4 hours straight of Sec5 Arabic. Went to Sec5B and was welcomed with unnecessary whooping sounds. I wasnt told to teach anything, just take care of the 'little' ones cause they sure can cause a racket. However, it came to me why they need someone other than the free teachers to replace the absent teachers. So I forced, yeah forced myself to at least give them the meanings from a passage. Sec5C was a bit different though. Talked about O level exams, explained about moderation and guess what? Time passed and its time for me to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I couldnt replace Ust Azhari for the evening Arabic class in Sec5C, I updated Arif about what I did and what to expect of the class. Then I went about my own work, teaching P2 Maths; Addition and Subtraction of numbers below 1000, and P2 English; pronouns, common and proper nouns, singular and plural. Tough time handling the midgets who were full of kinetic energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Collected my testimonial from the office, went home with Abu and slept. Spent the night thinking of what to do the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Today:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at noon after my short nap after dawn prayer. Went to do some shopping for groceries. (dont comment. esp YOU and you know who you are. Evil) Had my breakfast at 2:30pm. And here I am now typing away at my keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;إعلموا أن الله شديد العقاب وأن الله غفور رحبم &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-6294323801865243384?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/6294323801865243384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=6294323801865243384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/6294323801865243384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/6294323801865243384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/01/relief.html' title='Relief'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-4360451384712696068</id><published>2010-01-13T20:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T07:26:00.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JC open house</title><content type='html'>Somehow, I'm stuck to my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to CWP Banquet with my parents before meeting the babes. Met Syafiqah otw to Banquet. My mom insisted that she join us for breakfast. I ordered anything that looks sumptuous. Syafiqah didnt eat anything. They talked about ou family tree, how we're related (I'm related to Syafiqah, due pupu or something). Lost in the conversation with all the names of the members of the family tree. I wasn't given the slight attention. Not that I'm seeking it. Too hungry to even digest what they're talking about. Joined by Jojo afterwards. Sel was late and my mom kept talking to them about JAE and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Fisrt stop, Innova JC. A respectable choice as it allows us to wear long pants for PT. Toured around with Arif and the girls. Arif went off at around 1:30pm. Prayed at IJC.&lt;br /&gt;Next, Yishun JC. Blablabla. We helped ourselves to the FREE Times Magazine. For GP's sake. Lol. Then went to Serangoon JC. Headed home from Kovan Mrt Stn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat in front of this computer after Maghrib.&lt;br /&gt;Discusses things with Syafiqah and Sakinah.&lt;br /&gt;I made my decision.&lt;br /&gt;I entered the JAE pin.&lt;br /&gt;I applied as a JC student. O___o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoaaa~!&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'm in. InsyaAllah. Pray for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I havent hand in my testimonial form though.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-4360451384712696068?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/4360451384712696068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=4360451384712696068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/4360451384712696068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/4360451384712696068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/01/jc-open-house.html' title='JC open house'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-601766291541609355</id><published>2010-01-12T12:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T13:57:07.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new beginning- O level results</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS TO EVERYONE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Alhamdulillah, I got 18 for my L1R5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And no, I'm not gonna be the mufti after this. I'm continuing my studies. Still in the decision-making zone.I passed my A Maths! Miracle miracle miracle. Anyway. Thanks to all of you teachers for your never-ending support. May Allah bless all of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To all the babes and dudes, I'm gonna miss you all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-601766291541609355?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/601766291541609355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=601766291541609355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/601766291541609355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/601766291541609355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-beginning-o-level-results.html' title='A new beginning- O level results'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-6753748661950755387</id><published>2010-01-11T10:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T10:59:34.641+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='class outings'/><title type='text'>Sakura</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;23 bucks and a building full of food. We ate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_neOMg7962Uk/S0qShbSzzpI/AAAAAAAAAKo/OJzoST39BRY/s1600-h/GP+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425309804081172114" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_neOMg7962Uk/S0qShbSzzpI/AAAAAAAAAKo/OJzoST39BRY/s400/GP+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_neOMg7962Uk/S0qSlFDfyAI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZPyytI_fsNU/s1600-h/GP+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425309866830841858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_neOMg7962Uk/S0qSlFDfyAI/AAAAAAAAAKw/ZPyytI_fsNU/s400/GP+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_neOMg7962Uk/S0qSoQ5OcTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/F3eVW6Mfya8/s1600-h/GP+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425309921548595506" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_neOMg7962Uk/S0qSoQ5OcTI/AAAAAAAAAK4/F3eVW6Mfya8/s400/GP+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_neOMg7962Uk/S0qSsWOG--I/AAAAAAAAALA/TJMJjT0fP0A/s1600-h/road+pose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425309991697841122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_neOMg7962Uk/S0qSsWOG--I/AAAAAAAAALA/TJMJjT0fP0A/s400/road+pose.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more pics, pandai2lah tengok kat FB.&lt;br /&gt;Effect from Sakura? Toilet breaks.&lt;br /&gt;Dah. I wont type anymore. Results in approximately 3 hours!! OTL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-6753748661950755387?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/6753748661950755387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=6753748661950755387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/6753748661950755387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/6753748661950755387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/01/sakura.html' title='Sakura'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_neOMg7962Uk/S0qShbSzzpI/AAAAAAAAAKo/OJzoST39BRY/s72-c/GP+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-7090977964915564948</id><published>2010-01-05T17:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T18:57:36.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feed me</title><content type='html'>Two things that is now fattenning: my stomach and my wallet. Woots!&lt;br /&gt;Recently, my nafsu makan is infinity on high. Hadith "makan ketika lapar, berhenti sebelum kenyang" was in the recycle bin, waiting to be refreshed. My average is now around 5 dishes per day. But still, not gaining weight. Freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school again today. Book stuffs. Thats the cause of my fattenning wallet. Im low on cash bebeh. And I need it much. EZlink pn dah cekik darah. Adult fare. Bacenos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw Syamil junior! Lol. He recognised me but was shy and I lured him to me by tempting him to watermelons. Some may wonder, who the heck is Syamil?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I met him at Irsyad HiTea. He was playing on his own outside the hotel's ballroom while his parents are inside listening to the sermon. So, there I was, eating watermelons alone. Then he came and took one. WITHOUT my consent. Hah. Tkpela. Budak kecik.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_neOMg7962Uk/S0MUNCHxdGI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/A0leyjQaaK4/s1600-h/harith+dgn+ao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423200590424536162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_neOMg7962Uk/S0MUNCHxdGI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/A0leyjQaaK4/s400/harith+dgn+ao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ignore that two girls who were sebok-ing nak masuk frame. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423200660095271138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_neOMg7962Uk/S0MURFqkgOI/AAAAAAAAAKY/h3_7fgxUKfM/s400/050120101192.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_neOMg7962Uk/S0MUUGGbPCI/AAAAAAAAAKg/-JBK51yx5hw/s1600-h/zayma2571-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423200711751711778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_neOMg7962Uk/S0MUUGGbPCI/AAAAAAAAAKg/-JBK51yx5hw/s400/zayma2571-001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So that's Syamil. Got his pics just now. Bile nak amek gambar kluar pulak. Kalau tak, smunyik blakang his mama je. So fed him some watermelons. Oh yeah. I hugged him but he ignored me.&lt;br /&gt;So work till Friday. Tomorrow takraw. Poly open houses, tak confirm ah. JC, insyaAllah. Saturday, Bujang's lunch outing. SAKURA BEBEH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Random:-&lt;br /&gt;1) Beef prosperity burger sedap menafsukan!&lt;br /&gt;2) On my calendar for today: &lt;em&gt;Menuntut ilmu adalah taqwa. Menyampaikan ilmu adalah ibadah. Mengulang ilmu adalah zikir. Mencari ilmu adalah jihad. (Al-Ghazali)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Okay. Till here then.&lt;br /&gt;Done.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-7090977964915564948?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/7090977964915564948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=7090977964915564948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/7090977964915564948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/7090977964915564948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/01/feed-me.html' title='Feed me'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_neOMg7962Uk/S0MUNCHxdGI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/A0leyjQaaK4/s72-c/harith+dgn+ao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-2103736580055263715</id><published>2010-01-03T19:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T19:50:37.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Insomnia</title><content type='html'>Helped out at school yesterday. Some sorting work, stock taking and packing. Was a slow day. Went to grandies house at Bukit Batok after Maghrib. My dad's friend lent us his weekend car so I saved money by not using my EZLink which now base on adult fare. Went home, or tried to go home at around 12pm but the urge of going somewhere was present in every one of us. So we took advantage of the car to go places.&lt;br /&gt;First, we went to Jurong ferry terminal. Its the terminal that can be seen from West Coast Park. My dad used to work there. He misses his old job rupenye.&lt;br /&gt;Next, we went to Bedok, via KJE, the longest underground tunnel expressway. Went over the bridge next to the Singapore Flyer (ntah ape name expressway die) passed the float at Marina, tha billiondollar project IR3, esplanade, and ended up in Bedok. As soon as it was already 2am, we were eating at a 24hour makan place in Bedok.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home and fell asleep in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helped at school again today. Some packing.&lt;br /&gt;Met my parents at CWP. At at banquet. Went home.&lt;br /&gt;How can my life ever be more mundane?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZzzZZzzZZzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-2103736580055263715?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/2103736580055263715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=2103736580055263715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/2103736580055263715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/2103736580055263715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/01/insomnia.html' title='Insomnia'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-1716055087240435029</id><published>2010-01-01T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:05:35.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nasihat-nasihat yang terdapat dalam surah Luqman :-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ayat 13-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jauhi Syirik kerana ia adalah kezaliman yang besar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ayat 14-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hormat ibubapa dengan mengadakan komunikasi yang baik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Syukur kepada Allah kerana pertalian dengan ibubapa dihubungkan dengan pertalian di akhirat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ayat 16-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Semua amalan walau sekecil mana pun akan dihisab oleh Allah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ayat 17-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tunaikan solat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seru manusia kepada jalan Allah. Sabar dengan ujian-ujian dalam meninngikan agama Allah kerana ia merupakan bekalan seorang muslim dan ia adalah perkara yang baik. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ayat 18- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suruh kepada kebaikan dan larang daripada kejahatan tanpa rasa sombong dan tinggi diri.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ayat 19-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Merendahkan suara adalah adab. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Buruk percakapan menggambarkan buruknya akhlak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-1716055087240435029?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/1716055087240435029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=1716055087240435029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/1716055087240435029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/1716055087240435029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/01/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-3870616061690497224</id><published>2010-01-01T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T00:15:20.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost inside</title><content type='html'>Extreme boredom. How I wish school starts this Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to hold on to it, but some people wont just hold tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent my first 3 hours of 2010 fighting sleepiness. At last, after an unplanned supper; mee hoon goreng, I fell asleep. Spent my day sitting beside a man who was snoring loudly while the Khutbah Jumaat was on. He twitched every now and then. Composed myself so that I wont burst out laughing. Followed Zaid to Woodlands Central. Bought his and someone's school shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, 1pm at school. Some packing duties I think. Swimming afterwards @ Woodlands! Woot! Long time no swim. Oh and my wallet's fattening! ^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh and I'm happy that "dunia belum terbalik" yet =p&lt;br /&gt;I so wanna hack someone's online diary. If only I had the skills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-3870616061690497224?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/3870616061690497224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=3870616061690497224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/3870616061690497224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/3870616061690497224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2010/01/lost-inside.html' title='Lost inside'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-9068365110721571899</id><published>2009-12-29T18:28:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T22:58:13.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thought I could live without...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Back from Malaysia and am still bored. Humph...&lt;br /&gt;Why? Cause even during the holidays, there's no free access to the computer.&lt;br /&gt;Alternative? Went to the library and got myself three fat books. Again. ( One youth fiction and two adult fiction on murders ) Met Syamil there. So continued the day with him. Thought of buying new pair of jeans but nvm. I'm low on cash.&lt;br /&gt;What to do tomorrow? Lucky for me, the dudes planned to play takraw tomorrow. Then I'll have to go to school to help decorate classrooms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard that some of the bukharoxies will start school on the 4th. Maarifians eh? Congrats to Mary, who look stunning in pink ( literally stunned ), Fatin who eww-ed pink, and a bunch of others including Faá, Syikin..sesape lagi lah. But tell you what, Im starting school on the 3rd. Tahfiz! Woots!! ( actually started last Sunday but I was in JB mind you ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father just reformatted or somehow changed everything to factory settings. As a result, my files are all GONE. Project works, documents, notes, pictures, memories...poofed. Even MSN ismissing. Could just download and install it but didnt bother though. Planning to get myself a personal lappy :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Later then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mosquitoes, Urchins, Nestlings, Iguanas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hatred will get you nowhere. Not in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-9068365110721571899?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/9068365110721571899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=9068365110721571899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/9068365110721571899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/9068365110721571899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2009/12/thought-i-could-live-without.html' title='Thought I could live without...'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-397074349437443078</id><published>2009-12-23T12:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T12:52:50.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Will Be Back Probably On Monday. But Knowing My Parents, There's A High Chance That We'll Extend This Visit. Tuesday Maybe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goodbye then! Wassalaam alaikum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-397074349437443078?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/397074349437443078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=397074349437443078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/397074349437443078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/397074349437443078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2009/12/away.html' title='Away'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-1720779627379753044</id><published>2009-12-20T23:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T00:06:00.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions</title><content type='html'>Holidays are fun. But boring at the same time. I miss school. And im sure majority are agreeing with me. My holidays are filled with whatever I can grasp. Reading books, computers, sleeps and naps, murajaahs, takraw and soccer, swimming not yet, attending camps and workshops. Whatever things exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's Student Leaders' bonding activity was a 2 days 1 night camp. A collaboration with AlArabiah's students and AlJuneid's ITMAJ group. Filled with leadership stuffs and games and a night walk that gave me experiences; one of them was sleeping on cold hard floor in public. SL's stamina tested! It was as far as I can tell, a successful one. Well done EXCOS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STE results out. And Muni won me by 3 points! -_____-" Our aggregates were both third in standard though. O level results? Beat my heart to pulp.&lt;br /&gt;Was invited to facilitate STE day camp for the sec threes this year. Only for first day as the 4 Andalusians will have workshop on that day. Thats something to spend time on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. I volunteered to sell coupons for Irsyad's Briyani Amal. So I received 6 booklets each containing 10 coupons. Thats a total of 60 coupons to sell. Went home and realised that Marsya and Zaid each have a booklet each. This is going to be a rough month. Anyway, DETERMINATION = SUCCESS aite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday 23rd of December: Going to Grandparents' house in JB. Won't be taking the KTM though. Lol. There's a relative wedding ceremony on 27th, that is the Sunday of this week. But will be going early to avoid the traffic congestions at the immigrations that was predicted by my parents. Most probably caused by the Christmas holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Malam Kebudayaan Islam yesterday. My family got 8 free tickets. Borrowed my uncle's car and brought along my cousins. Saw some bukharoxies there. Free tickets too yeah? Haha. A lot of singing, nasyids, and angklungs. The lucky draw contest, which offered a Harley Davidson as a prize, was won by a makcik. Had dinner at AlAmeen Woodlands. Fun time. Only that, I was hated. Huhu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to tear and burn the choice of going to Poly. Cause I will face another session of deciding what course to pick. And frankly, my mind's not obedient in choosing courses. So most probably I will sit for A levels, maybe in JC or WakTG. Hybrid, targetted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuhh...Im tired.&lt;br /&gt;Done here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-1720779627379753044?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/1720779627379753044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=1720779627379753044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/1720779627379753044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/1720779627379753044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2009/12/decisions.html' title='Decisions'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-3256351591901556147</id><published>2009-12-13T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T20:41:24.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys night out.</title><content type='html'>Hey people.&lt;br /&gt;Went to FICO yesterday. Met up with S507 S508 students with S510. Played soccer. Leg cramps today. But had experienced worst cramps after playing Twister with the dudes kt West Coast. Mcm mane tk cramp. Judge dengki mabuk. Sampai ade yang full split sume. Okay crush that.&lt;br /&gt;Done playing at 11pm. Took 185 with Arif depo-boy, Harris dislocated-boy and Fath nenek-boy. Alighted at Pioneer Mrt Stn. Miss the last train to Pasir Ris by 5 mins. Dang! Dudok kt busstop yang kosong like homeless hobos. Took 241 and looped around suckish Jurong West and ended up at Boon Lay interchange. Missed the last 187 to Woodlands by 20 mins. Dang! Fath gi ruma nenek. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Took taxi with Harris and Arif. Stopped by at Arif's house and Harris all the way to simei. Slept at Arif's, went home after Suboh. Tomorrow ade SL iLead camp lagi. Haiiiii..&lt;br /&gt;And I feel really far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-3256351591901556147?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/3256351591901556147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=3256351591901556147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/3256351591901556147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/3256351591901556147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2009/12/boys-night-out.html' title='Boys night out.'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-5938051848512985420</id><published>2009-12-11T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T23:57:35.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Upcoming events!!!</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow, 12 Dec 2009: Night soccer @ FICO (?, or FIKO? or is it FIQO?)&lt;br /&gt;14-15 Dec 2009: SL iLead camp.&lt;br /&gt;23-27 Dec 2009: I'll be in Malaysia for sedare's jemputan kawen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-5938051848512985420?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/5938051848512985420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=5938051848512985420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/5938051848512985420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/5938051848512985420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2009/12/upcoming-events.html' title='Upcoming events!!!'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-2432652283659471200</id><published>2009-12-06T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T23:02:10.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fragger</title><content type='html'>Peace be upon whoever's reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something weird is going on here in my life. My dad put up a new password on the comp so that I cant use it at my free will. So I had to revert my attention to alternatives. Libraries, books, whatever else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after yesterday's failure to donate blood (again after the Hepatitis B stuff from the previous attempt) because I was being too good and told the nurse that I forged my dad's signature. But it was with his permission btw. So why care? Anyway, since they didnt want my blood, I went to Syahid's, supposedly with Luqqi but for some reasons he didnt came and I went home.&lt;br /&gt;My father's done with his chess and I got to use the computer. Hahaha. Cherish the opportunity bebeh. So computer usage is very very treasured nowadays. Ought to use it wisely. Games etc. Hahahaha. And maám's getting mad at me for being too glued to the computer :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I managed to get three fat books from Woodlands Library. One with 590 pages, the other 669 and lastly 558. I doubt the would make it past Dec, with me not having the computer most of the times. And I noticed something weird. I didnt use the comp, and it seemed that energy drained out of me. Hahaha. No I'm serious. Should consult a psychologist :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, after watching Bruce Willis with his 'Die hard 4.0', my father miraculously asked wether I wanted to use the comp. So, yeah here I am. And I dont know what to do. Fragger? Chess? FB? Blogger? Bloghop? DotA? Maplestory?  Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay done. Wassalam.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the video! From the story Labu Labi I think :)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HEYVjKN1BfQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HEYVjKN1BfQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-2432652283659471200?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/2432652283659471200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=2432652283659471200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/2432652283659471200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/2432652283659471200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2009/12/fragger.html' title='Fragger'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-9149352027366594780</id><published>2009-12-03T01:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T02:01:26.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Live for your smile, die for your tears.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;JR --&gt; DG = S$12.00/-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DG --&gt;WD= S$17.00/-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WD --&gt; DG = S$23.00/-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DG --&gt; JR = S$22.00/-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crazy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Worth it cause got to sleep!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-9149352027366594780?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/9149352027366594780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=9149352027366594780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/9149352027366594780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/9149352027366594780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2009/12/live-for-your-smile-die-for-your-tears.html' title='Live for your smile, die for your tears.'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-5952325856324331684</id><published>2009-11-29T19:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T21:24:24.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9</title><content type='html'>Hey people. Salam to all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a lot of fun yesterday! Thanks a million to Mdm B and family, my treasured Hangdalusians and dear Bukharoxies. Had a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, lets refresh on a being buih-ed. Planned to meet up somebody at Marsiling at 6 am. Saw Dayah Tapa and some other girl at Woodlands. But didnt see that somebody at Marsiling. So I alighted and waited, patiently. 10 mins had passed and still no sign of him. Only the sound of little traffic and the repeating advertisement of New Moon were present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6:20 am: My brain decided that I was buih-ed. I boarded the train and thought that I would be late. Reached Tanjong Pagar around 7:05 am. Turn out that somebody overslept. Bibik tak kejut. Hahahahahaa. Guess yourself who was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the wonderful, cockroaches-infested, creaking KTM to Danga City Mall. Found out that we were in the wrong cabin halfway to Danga City Mall. We were superior class passengers and we were in the economic class cabin. Curious how superior class looks like? Picture wooden counter with peeled off skins, broken wooden shelves, and smoking cashier for its onboard shop. Non-aircon cabin with windows tightly shut, with no visible openings for ventilation, and a stale smell that hung in the air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at Danga City Mall, and we were the first customers for that day. The girls and Abu went first to Mdm B's house, with the help of Halim's and his father's driving license. Had breakfast while watching a scary movie. Pocong or momok or ape ntah. More klaka than seram. Susah nak dapat crite hantu yang seram. Hah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, went to Danga City Mall for bowling, pool and etc etc. Makan roti murah blambak lambak. Oh. And bought pirated games. Left4dead 2 bebeh!! Hahahahahaha. Shared ah tapi. Went to Mdm B's for lunch and Maghrib and then went tu Jusco. Bought donuts to bring back home. Hunt for more CDs. Ate sushis and drank Root Beer in big glass mugs at A&amp;amp;W. &lt;em&gt;Clink!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reahced at abt 1100. After a playful journey through the immigrations. Thats when the real deal comes. getting through the immagrations with CDs. Abu was the first. The police found his CD but he was given the green light. Then Hafidz came. He too had given the pass. Only that he was "molested" by the police. Hahaha. Tau amek video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too tired for today's plan. And that is going to Sitex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Hafidz at City Hall at around 1130 am. Went to Suntec City only to find that the IT show was at EXPO. Thanks Hafidz. Upon reaching EXPO, the freedom to move was limited. Most of the items on sale were laptops. Handphones were scarce. Pusingnye pusing sampai kaki penat. Went to the art gallery next hall. Art is expensive huh? And ade yang M18 arts. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidentally, Luqqi and family were at Sitex too. Looking for desktop. Had another round around Sitex with Luqqi. And there were arond 3 gigglish chinese teenager girls handing out flyer that said "please" when Luqqi rejected theirs. Step &lt;em&gt;kawai &lt;/em&gt;konon. Gatals. Haha. Lagi baik tengok The Wondergirls which were on display on most LCD flatscreen doing their Nobody dance. Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da puas pusing2, balek. A bit disappointed tak jumpe phone baru. Nevermind that. Boleh suro my dad belikan. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done here.&lt;br /&gt;Wassalaam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-5952325856324331684?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/5952325856324331684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=5952325856324331684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/5952325856324331684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/5952325856324331684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2009/11/9.html' title='9'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-8445264317586030380</id><published>2009-11-26T16:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T16:46:38.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_neOMg7962Uk/Sw5AYZsbtvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z0irIkJQcPA/s1600/fox3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 476px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408330990476834546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_neOMg7962Uk/Sw5AYZsbtvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z0irIkJQcPA/s400/fox3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_neOMg7962Uk/Sw5ACFPeARI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/CaFMIeUuAd0/s1600/fox2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 483px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408330607029518610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_neOMg7962Uk/Sw5ACFPeARI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/CaFMIeUuAd0/s400/fox2.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_neOMg7962Uk/Sw4_B4p7f2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/WW13q2ZlkJY/s1600/fox1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 493px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408329504139214690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_neOMg7962Uk/Sw4_B4p7f2I/AAAAAAAAAJs/WW13q2ZlkJY/s400/fox1.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-8445264317586030380?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/8445264317586030380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=8445264317586030380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/8445264317586030380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/8445264317586030380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_neOMg7962Uk/Sw5AYZsbtvI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/z0irIkJQcPA/s72-c/fox3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4223394617503380158.post-1050048398844677494</id><published>2009-11-20T16:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T17:52:41.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Salam to you people.&lt;/div&gt;Had a quite rough day today. Woke up with aching pains all over my body. Feel like not doing anything today. Didn't sleep well nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Heard about the plan to watch &lt;em&gt;Paranormal Activities &lt;/em&gt;with the dudes today in the morning. But well, just gave it a skip. Went to AnNur for Friday prayers and, met them there. Turned out that they were going to the movies &lt;em&gt;after &lt;/em&gt;Friday prayers.&lt;br /&gt;Rushed home and found it empty of human presence ( sister Syai schooling, brother Zaid probably still at the mosque, sister Marsya at cousin's house, dad out working and probably at some mosque too, mom out with neighbour shopping ). Made a quick change of clothes, refilled the electric kettle(?) ( masak air lah ), and met up with them at Cathay CWP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paranormal Activities &lt;/em&gt;was not scary, frightening, spooky or whatever else that have similar or congruent meaning. Except that it was full of suspense.&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm back and still, nobody's home.&lt;br /&gt;And my mind is still thinking about &lt;em&gt;it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, Allah breaks your heart to make you whole.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, Allah takes something away, give you something better.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes, Allah closes a door, to open hundreds more for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So trust Allah in all that you do, because He has a reason for all that happen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Allahu Hafiz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4223394617503380158-1050048398844677494?l=ubanhair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/feeds/1050048398844677494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4223394617503380158&amp;postID=1050048398844677494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/1050048398844677494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4223394617503380158/posts/default/1050048398844677494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ubanhair.blogspot.com/2009/11/salam-to-you-people.html' title='Holding on'/><author><name>harithamzah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13112490115487763945</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
