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bismillahirrahmanirrahim…

holiday comes to an end! today is da last day b4 continuing my education journey. a new sem begins tomorrow but now i’m still at home, enjoying several hours left b4 stepping back into da garden of knowledge n virtue. i’ve bought a bus ticket 2 kuantan dated tomorrow (july 7) @ 9.30 am from shah alam, means i’ve less than 24 hours to prepare myself 4 da journey. ~ preparing to b a 3rd year student ~

to me, dis almost-3-month-holiday has been colored by varieties of stories, memories n experiences from bad ones to sweet ones n also d ones dat didn’t give any feeling. some of them are very personal n d others are (i think) good to share - but they’re lots of them, dat i don’t hv any idea which one to share here =).

ok, among da most significant events for me during this holiday is about my "career". i’ve worked on two jobs truout dis holiday. for da first half of da holiday, i worked as a full-time surirumah n during da 2nd half, i’ve got an opportunity 2b a career woman *heh*… lots n lots of experiences i got when i was working but it’s not so joyful to story here, it’s better to talk by mouth n face 2 face. so, wait ya my frens.. b prepared 2 hear my tales when we meet soon.

howevr, not all stories are happy stories. but i take all the bad ones as tests from Allah swt to evaluate d iman of His servant. one bad thing dat i’d like to share here is my exam result 4 da last sem, OMG it drops so drastically!! i was so sad, but thinking of other nikmats He has given to me, i feel calmer n accept it with redha.

ok, dats all 4 now.. btw dis is da last post for dis holiday, not sure when da next post will be bcoz i do blogging just to fill up my leisure time. while in campus, leisure time is reserved for sleeping… =D

wassalam

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bismillahirrahmanirrahim...

ystrday was july 4, n it was
ummi’s bday. i felt dat i shud write sumthg here on dat special day but i was
so bizzy, no time for blogging nor even 2 switch my comp on. only 2day i’ve got
an opportunity 2 post sumthg here bcoz ystrday i was bz driving here n there,
went out as early as 8am to send my mum to masjid b4 driving her to police
station to make a rport regarding her missing ic (kad pngenalan) n then to
jabatan pendaftaran negara to make her new ic. n juz after rceiving her
temporary ic, we noticed dat d adress on d ic is the old one, so we decided to
change it into our current address but da rceptionist there said dat we’ve to
submit any bill (bil letrik or bil air etc) which shows da correct addres. we’ve
no choice than 2 go back home n get da bill b4 returning to pej pendaftaran.
actually, ummi’ve lost her ic since months ago but abah is always bz n bz n he
has to apply an off-day to settle da missing ic prob while i couldn’t help bcos
i’m not used to dis kind of job.

howevr, since ystrday was a
special day 4 ummi, i tried my best to accompany her doing all things related
to her ic. n finally evrthg has been settled. when abah called from his ofis,
umi said: "alhamdulillah, akhirnye dpt jugak wat ic baru, x yah bayar pape
pn" though da rceptionist said dat we’ve to pay ten ringgit to change d
adress. whilst, d payment to make new ic without police rport shud b hundred.
it’s wat we call rezeki, isnt it? but da ystrday’s journey hasn’t stopped yet.
on d evening i’d 2 head for fetching my adeks from their hostel (forgot to
mention dat yestrday was friday) which automatically means dat i’ve 2 send them
back to their hostel on sunday (tomorrow la..).. n yestrday also, i went
shopping for groceries twice at 2 different shops, but it was ok coz i njoy
driving.. =D

bsides mother’s day, ummi’s
birthday rminds me 2 her enormous sacrifice in growing her children. not 2 tell
d exact no of my siblings, i’ts enough 2 say dat i hv a large no of siblings,
each with their unique n ‘paham-paham-jela’ behaviours, so imagine how hard
umi’s life is in raising us n how patient she has to be in order 2 make us good
people who may benefit religion n nation. seeing umi’s patience n tolerance
2wards her family as well as her frequent tears makes me sumtimes think out:
"it’s so hard 2 be a mother, can i be as good as umi??". i think it’s
not too much to say dat umi is the most patient n forbearing person i’ve ever
met in dis world…

thruout my
almost-23-years-of-life, i’ve seen a lot of her sufferings which gradually
converted me into a solehah daughter of hers from a not-so-good one. frankly
speaking i was prviously a naughty, stubborn, rude, suke mnjwb + mlawan ckp, n
so on (lu pk la sndiri ape lg) - dat i always made umi cries. but all dat never
diminish nor weaken her love 2wards me. her forgiveness is always accompanying
her soft heart. dis really made me insaf n trying 2 b a gud daughter 2 repay
her deeds though i know her sacrifice couldn’t ever be paid by anythg. by being
a good daughter, at least it may help her in her after life. as preached by the
Prophet pbuh:

"apabila
mati seorang anak adam, terputuslah segala amalannya, kecuali tiga perkara:
ilmu bermanfaat, sedekah jariah dan doa anak soleh" or solehah…
=)

n in another hadith: "syurga itu berada di bawah telapak kaki ibu"

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