bighappyfamilymisteri

salam..

Dah lama rasanyer tak sembang ngn kwn dari MySl. Rindunyer pada lawak jenaka kak chik, kak ngah, kak teh yang puteh, mama, kak lang, dek cu dan windunyer nk wat aktibiti ms muda2 dlu..men bowling, men caroom... mgkin diorg ckp ku sombong, bz tp hakikatnyer ku mnghidap pyakit malas nak update or tulis blog..

Ms ku tulis blog ni, opis sunyi jer, suma kuar lunch.. huhu..lunch yg sunyi..ku ambik kesmptan ini mengintai blog2 insan yg kurindui.. nk tau pkembangn mereka.. dh bahagia rupenyer masing2.. ku doakan kebahgiaan kalian kekal smpai bile2..amin.
to kak chik.. mn shout box anda dalam blog itu.. how kami nk bantu.. huhu.. kak chik..

Perkmbgan ku??
huhu tak bkembang pn.. smkin kurus rsnyer.. huhu uit ada nk makan tp tmpt makan limited n kotor kt tmpt ku bertugas(bukan opis).... td bos panggilku.. igtkan nk kena pelangkung rupe2nyer bos ckp kontrak mgkin disambung..alhamdulillah.. tp smpai ble?? tah ler..
hanya ALLAH jer yg tau per nasibku n fasi2 yg len..

Fasilitator
Kerja ni mmg ler best gler..leh jalan merata..wat program tuk budak2.. mmg best.. tp der part yg tak best.. ble meeting... memcm kne ty ngn pegarah..huhu..takuit..hehe.. besa ler nm pn pengarah mestilah dia kne strict..pe2 pn ku still hormat kamu pengarah n bos ku..

Geng2 Fasi yg lern..
Aku, ida, eat n ati (geng MySL, ati dah tgglkan kami tuk kijer barunyer..huhu), Azie, Noorul, Hanip, K Mas(geng baru).. sygnyer kt kamu.. mmg best kwn ngn korg. sm2 kne buli, sm2 kne wat kije last minute, sm2 g makan, sm2 g kursus (pesta mknn).. sm2 wat lawak..sm2 wat tagging..hehe... byk gak memori ngn diorg nie.. mintak2 ler program ku n ida nk wat pkhmahan kt perting diluluskan bos n pgrah..hehe.. Perting Valley Adventure Camp nntikan kemunculan kami..

Kwn2
korang jgn ler mls2 anto msg kt gue..hehe..gue akan reply..klu tak reply tu smda gue dh nyanyuk or kne pyakit alzheimer or seangkatn ngn dia... mintak simpang ler.. amin.. ok gue chow dlu.. salam..

Giraf dan Atasirindu's realm.. Finally..

Salam..alkisahnyer der seorang khalifah ALLAH, Giraf namanyer.. dia bcita2 ingin mmbina sebuah negeri khayalan yg dipanggil atasirindu's realm.. setelah berusaha mbina dari 1 bgnn ker 1 bgnn dan berjaya menubuhkan 3 bgnn yg kurg kemas dan mantap pmbinaannyer.. suatu ari Giraf telah dipggil untuk ke obersea untuk bertugas.. sedang asyik menjlnkan rutin hariannya.. dia tlupa tentang negeri khyalannyer..tggl ler ngri itu tnpa der perubahan n pnmbahbaikan.. saat demi saat, minit demi minit, jam demi jam.. masa berlaku tlalu pantas..negeri khayalan hmpir dilupakan.. insan2 yg sering ke negeri khayalan terty2.. knpa ngeri ini bgitu misteri, tiada berpenghuni.. tiada bgnn cantik bersemi.. musykil2.. siapakah yg bertanggungjawab meninggalkan ngeri khayalan ini begini..???


Dengan izin ALLAH, Giraf akhirnyer tersedar.. 'oh.. bgmn keadaannyer negeri khayalanku yg telah lama ku tgglkan..msh utuh ker binaannyer..' detik hati kecil Giraf. Giraf cuba untuk memasuki kota khayalannya..namun begitu kunci kotanya tidak dijumpai.. Terlalu banyak kunci2 dalam simpanannyer.. sedih, pilu, hiba, dan kecewa perasaan Giraf... Giraf tidak berputus asa sebelum mencuba, dia cuba untuk membolosi dinding kota atasirindu's realm. Dia cuba, tidak berjaya, dia cuba lagi, gagal juga, dia cuba lagi dan lagi, namun masih serupa.. akhirnya Giraf kecewa dan putus asa..

2 bulan sudah berlalu selepas kejadian ironi itu, Giraf rindu akan negerinya.. Giraf ke pintu kota, kata hati Giraf.. 'kalu tak dapat masuk pun cukup ler dengan hanya dapat melihat pintu kota'.. Giraf terdetik untuk mencuba kali terakhir... Akhirnya.. dengan hanya memasukkan 1 anak kunci usang dari ribuan anak kunci, Giraf berjaya membuka pintu kota, betapa gembiranya hatinya kerana negeri atasirindu's realm masih lagi miliknya.. ALHAMDULILLAH.. syukur....

Moral of da story...
"tlg igt password blog sendiri..nie tak myusahkan org jerk.." pesan ku kepada diri sendiri heheh..

Hantui Aku...

Matahari pagi dan embun yang dingin hari ini oh indahnya. Ku harus memulai kerinduan lagi hari ini karena. Kangenku memang tak tau malu apalagi kalu sedang di racun madu .Tolong aku
Ku tak tahu Ooohh ku tak mau tau .Tapi memang senyummu selalu hantuiku .Walau ku tak tahu hatimu .Oh please jangan pernah kau berhenti hantui aku.Hari ini oh sejuknya .Engkau masih di sini isi lamunanku. Hari ini oh ria hatiku .Memang tak mau tahu apalagi kalu sedang dimabuk rindu. Tolong aku. Aku mau ketemu lagi kamu. Tapi memang dirimu selalu hantuiku.Walauku tak tahu hatimu.Oh please jangan pernah kau berhenti hantui aku. Tapi memang dirimu selalu hantuiku. Walauku tak tahu hatimu. Oh please jangan pernah kau berhenti. Tapi memang dirimu selalu hantuiku. Walauku tak tahu hatimu. Oh please jangan pernah kau berhenti hantui aku

3 bulan yg sgt berharga..

bulan pertama..

bosannyer..takut... sakit ati.. jiwa kaco.. riso.., memacam telahan dan andaian yg dibuat membuatkan otak sentiasa berfikir dan berfikir..aku rs ni lah time yg aku plg byk berfikir kalu nak compare ms jawab exam dlu.. aku dahla org yang malas berfikir...Tagged ler tmpt aku meluahkan perasaan, mngadu dan berkongsi cerita ttg "3 bulan "tue.. mekasih kwnku krn sudi meluangkan ms untukku.. Tiba ms yg dinanti.. ku tiba di tmpt "itu". Mulanya agak kekok di tmpt baru.. tidak tahu manakah arah tujuan kami, dimanakah tmpt duduk kami, apakah tugas2 yg bakal kami lakukan.. tp betullah org kata masa mengubah segalanya..

bulan kedua...

aku mula berjinak2 ngn kerja ku.. ku pelik juga kenapa org yg begitu bekerja ditmpt yg begini.. kenapa org yang begini bekerja di tmpt itu.. kenapa mereka berkelakuan begitu di tmpt begini, kenapa mereka berkelakuan begini ditmpt begitu.. aku tidak mempyai jwpn bagi pertyaan ku...Hanya Allah jer yg tahu setiap sesuatu yg berlaku..

bulan ketiga..

Aku mhtg ari.. jam demi jam, minit demi minit, saat demi saat.. namun jauh disudut atiku... aku rs syg, rindu, sedih dan terharu.. kenapa begitu.. mgknkah aku sudah mempunyai hubungan dgn tmpt itu, org itu, keadaan itu?.. ku hrp segalanya berjalan dgn lancar walaupn ketiadaan ku dan maafkan ats segala kesalahanku selama 3 bulan ku di situ.. byk yg kupelajari selama ku berada disitu.. Allah Maha Mengetahui.. ada hikmah bagi setiap sesuatu yang berlaku....

a carrot, an egg or cup of cofee...

Pride is concerned with who is right, humility is concerned with what is right

And in the end, its not the years in your life that counts. Its the life in your years.

Don't look down on anyone UNLESS you are helping them up

A carrot, an egg, and a cup of coffee...

A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.

Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil; without saying a word.

In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, ' Tell me what you see.''Carrots, eggs, and coffee,' she replied.Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg.Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma. The daughter then asked, 'What does it mean, mother?'

Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity: boiling water. Each reacted differently. The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened.The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water.'Which are you?' she asked her daughter. 'When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?

Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength? Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart?Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor.

If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you. When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest do you elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?May you have enough happiness to make you sweet, enough trials to make you strong, enough sorrow to keep you human and enough hope to make you happy.The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of every thing; they just make the most of everything that comes a long their way. The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past; you can't go forward in life until you let go of your past failures and heartaches.When you were born, you were crying and everyone around you was smiling.Live your life so at the end, you're the one who is smiling and everyone around you is crying.

1st timer

salam suma.. 1st time tulis dlm blog nie. Nothing to say..