laskar pelangi

mimpi adalah kunci

untuk kita menalukkan dunia

berlarilah

tanpa lelah

sampai engkau meraihnya

laskar

takkan terikat waktu

bebaskan mimpimu di angkasa

warnai bintang di jiwa

berlarilah dan terus tertawa

walau dunia tak seindah syurga

bersyukurlah pada yang kuasa

cinta kita di dunia..

selamanya

cinta kepada hidup

memberikan senyuman abadi

walau hidup kadang tak adil

tapi cinta kita

laskar pelangi

tawaktu

jangan berhenti mewarnai

jutaan mimpi d bumi

menarilah dan terus tertawa

walau dunia tak seindah syurga

bersyukurlah pada yang kuasa

cinta kita di dunia selamanya

this song makes me feel calm everytime i heard it

i will dance like no tomorrows

i will laugh like i'm the on;y one

i will cry like crazy..

one thing for sure..

i own my life

"acun winkwink"

langit hampa

ya tuhan
tidak terbendung hujan lebat
kerana langit sedang nangis
kerana langit sedang hampa
dibuai memori sebuah luka

nasihat acun
wahai langit kecil
jangan bersedih
malam indah bakal mampir
untuk kamu bercanda mesra

nasihat acun
wahai langit kecil
tawamu diperlukan segera
bintang dilangit memanggil kamu
untuk bermain bersama mereka

nasihat acun
wahai langit kecil
jangan diingat cerita lama
yang dipendam mahu dibuat apa

nasihat acun
wahai langit kecil
buka lembaran baru
corak ia semahu mu
penuhi ia dengan keceriaan mu

langit kecil mungkin dengar
nasihat acun
sudah kamu diberi masa untuk hilangkan memori luka
bangkit dari jatuh
seperti waktu kamu dulu
berlari ceria mengejar angan

dengar nasihat acun ya..
langit kecil yang hampa

i am me

.I am me.
In all the world, there is no one exactly like me.
There are persons who have some parts like me,
but no one adds up exactly like me.

Therefore, everything that comes out of me
is authentically mine because I alone choose it.
I own everything about me
my body including everything it does;
my mind including all its thoughts and ideas;
my eyes including the images of all they behold;
my feelings whatever they may be...
anger,
joy,
frustration,
love,
disappointment,
excitement
my mouth and all the words that come out of it
polite,
sweet or rough,
correct or incorrect;
my voice loud or soft.
And all my actions, whether they be to others or to myself.

I own my fantasies, my dreams, my hopes, my fears.
I own all my triumphs and successes,
all my failures and mistakes.
Because I own all of me I can become intimately acquainted with me.
By doing so I can love me and be friendly with me in all parts.
I can then make it possible for all of me to work in my best interests.

I know there are aspects about myself that puzzle me,
and other aspects that I do not know.
But as long as I am friendly and loving to myself,
I can courageously and hopefully, look for solutions to the puzzles
and for ways to find out more about me.
However I look and sound, whatever I say and do, and whatever I think and feel at a given moment in time is me.
This is authentic and represents where I am in that moment in time.
When I review later how I looked and sounded, what I said and did, and how I thought and felt, some parts may turn out to be unfitting.
I can discard that which is unfitting, and keep that which proved fitting,
And invent something new for that which I discarded.
I can see, hear, feel, think, say and do.
I have the tools to survive, to be close to others, to be productive,
and to make sense and order out of the world of people and things outside of me.


I own me, and therefore I can engineer me.
.I am me.

and

I am okay.

THE TERMINAL

i watch this movie last night masa teman mama kat hospital.. this movie mmg cool la.. the actor plays a superb roll.. if i'm at his shoes.. i will give up at first

mama's operation day

12.7.09
me with mak abah ika ziri n mama bertolak g hospital pakar puteri pl 2.45 petang, appointment ngan doctor pkl 3.15.. i drrove my car 150km/h sbb wisau mama saket.. sampai je hospital abah g registeran mama n nurse bg mama bilik 301, btl2 sebeblah lif.. so xlah jaoh sgt na turun naik.. zikri asyik menanges je x bg mama operate.. tapi nak buat mcm mana, sebab da lama tangguh la mama jadi saket teruk camni.. then every 1 hour doktor check mama n suro mama makan ubat.. me abah n atikah balek umah at 12.oo am n mama start puasa pkl 2.am

13.7.09
(operation day)
me bgn tido pkl 5.30, n dapat tido 2 jam je.. abah kejut n me, atikah, n abah g hospital at 6.30am.. mata puny mengantok tuhan je yang tau.. me drive x lah selaju semalam.. memang tau every pagi mmg jam punya.. we stuck in traffic jam for about 30minit n me start to worried coz igtkan mama nye operation start at 8.30 tapi rupa rupanya pkl 9.30.. kitorang sampai hospital pkl 8.30, so hepi tgk mama senyum at me n me cium mama.. kene kuat, xleyh menanges depan mama.. me anak sulung.. me kene tabah.. g belikan zikri breakfast, plus nak hiburkan hati die.. he will cry like crazy kalau jauh ngan mama.. dengan me je la yang die ok.. die mmg paling manja ngan me..

masa da tibe, jam pkl 9.30am, doktor suro mama salin baju operation n suro mama selawat bebanyak.. mak da start menanges.. mama me yang kuat tu just senyum je kat kitorang.. me tau, mama lagila risaukan me sekeluarga terutamanya zikri.. perasaan sedih n hiba mmg datang tiba2.. bila tgk mama masuk bilik operation..

doktor kata, oaling cepat pon operation tu finish 4jam later.. abah mak ika n zikri balik dulu sebab zikri da start nanges cari mama.. me sorang je yang tggu kat hospital.. jam ke jam me tggu.. then at 2.45 mak call ckp yang die datanag balek semula ke hospital with shahmi, abg boboy zikri n abah..zikri punya la hepi dapt jumpa me cam da 10 tahun x jumpa..

3.15pm nurse panggil ckp mama da abes operation.. kitorang tggu la kat depan bili bedah tu.. mama pon kuar, unlucky for us.. mama lagi x sedar sebab kesan ubat bius tu still belom ilang..afta maghrib ni me n shahmi g hospital balek semula.. me sentiasa berdoa agar mama cepat sedar.. xsaba nak tgk mama sehat balek semula................