Assalamualaikum,
Today is the 31st of January. A Saturday. The last day of the first month. Its been a month since school began. I have finally settled down in my new school. It seems like just yesterday the promising year of 2009 started. Lets recall what happened so far.
1st Week
Attended Victoria School for the first time. Missed the first two days. Made some new friends. Getting to know the schedule. I also met up with Irsyadian buddies. Some tried to make me feel like I'm missing a lot of things since I am not in Irsyad. Way to be supportive. There were also those who were just disappointed that I didn't tell them I was going to leave, but I told some others. It wasn't confirmed if I was going to leave yet so I didn't tell anyone but just some close friends who won't jeer at me if I couldn't make it. Imagine what would happen if I told everyone I was going to leave, but then I didn't.
2nd Week
Nothing much happened. I just bought the remainder of my stationery and books that were missing and needed. Found out about the hectic life I'll be having due to the homework and projects. Abdullah and Luqman Nur saw me in my new uniform at Bishan Junction 8. I got hit by a car.
3rd Week
Applied for 3rd Language. Arabic. "Studied for 8 years. A waste if you can't take it as an O level paper," my mother said. Agreed. Wrote a commomwealth essay draft for the essay writing competition. Looking forward to the long Chinese New Year weekend. There was a celebration on Friday and we were released off early. So I went to Masjid Muhajirin for my Friday Prayers instead of Masjid Kampung Siglap. Saw some Irsyad buddies again. Barack Obama was sworn in as President.
4th Week
Started off great with a long weekend. Left for Batam on Saturday. Arrived in Singapore on Monday. Missed the partial solar eclipse. I was already at Singapore when it happened. But I didn't realise it was happening as there was no change in the light whatsoever. Many Irsyadians saw it and blogged about it.
Met with Luqman Nur, Abdullah and Luqman Hakim at Junction 8. Then we headed off to my house for some basketball. It seems like a tradition that we have been practising since last year. We always play basketball at the Cairnhill CC near the Irsyad-Newton after Friday Prayers. Now we do it at the basketball court behind my house. There's also Bishan Active, but they didn't want to play there as it was "open". It was surrounded by blocks of houses. People could see how pathetic we were. But hey! We're just having fun.
So that's how the month ended. Lets see how February will be like..
Salam..peace..[(:P)<-<
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
Electric Box-Candystand
I created a level in the game electric box, which I think is so tough. I'll salute you if you can solve it. Visit the site to launch the flash game. http://www.candystand.com/play.do?id=18463 Enter the following code to play my level:
{!1%"1($0"%0"&1.'0A)2),0$-0"30#71680+z0"?0@@0DA0"B0"C0"D04E0"J0DK0$L1BT0DU0#]
0?a16b0"c0(g2|k0"l0"m0"n06q0"r0"s0"w1|x0"y0&~*!:):,%6%,~!0"5#2+G,)-25|6+75?9@9A)I9}
Try it..
Salam..peace..[(:P)<-<
{!1%"1($0"%0"&1.'0A)2),0$-0"30#71680+z0"?0@@0DA0"B0"C0"D04E0"J0DK0$L1BT0DU0#]
0?a16b0"c0(g2|k0"l0"m0"n06q0"r0"s0"w1|x0"y0&~*!:):,%6%,~!0"5#2+G,)-25|6+75?9@9A)I9}
Try it..
Salam..peace..[(:P)<-<
Thursday, January 22, 2009
I'm so happy
Assalamualaikum,
Today, there was this Chinese Lunar New Year celebration at Victoria. I missed the first part, which I heard was this Chinese concert, because I was taking AEP test. When I headed to the hall to join the celebration, I saw a bunch of students on the acting a play on the stage. Unfortunately for me I didn't understand a single word. They spoke Chinese. After that there was this awesome dancing by a bunch of upper secondary boys. Two of them did some cool break-dancing moves.
Later I managed to catch up with Bus 13 and ended up just in time for Friday Prayers at Masjid Muhajirin. After prayers, I met lotsa my old buddies at Irsyad. I saw Haziq, Abdullah, Luqman Nur, Luqman Hakim, Muzammil, Akid, Fadil, Fierdaos, this sec 1 kid, Abdul Rahman Aziz, Abdur Rahman Yassin, Ali Imran, Shazaa and many more...
I also met Ustaz Idham, who asked me where I was studying and what level, in Arabic. Long time since I used the Arabic Language. I answered. I also met Mr. Roslan, who should've been my form teacher if I hadn't left. He made me feel guilty I left Irsyad. Not that there was anything wrong with leaving Irsyad, he said I left without giving salam or in other words I left without a goodbye. I remembered he taught me on the first day of Irsyad, to make salam be your last word you say to someone.
My school made me join the Royal CommonWealth Society essay writing competition. I managed to write a draft. Certain events in the story are based on real situations and events that I either experienced myself or heard others experienced. DOWNLOAD... Finally I am able to take 3rd Language. Arabic.
Tomorrow, during the whole long weekend (5 days), everyone's going to Batam. And I have know idea why. I will be going with Uncle Razak's family, and this other family. I'm so happy. Alhamdulillah.
Salam...peace..[(:P)<-<
P.S. Obama has finally been sworn in as president..WOOHOO!
Today, there was this Chinese Lunar New Year celebration at Victoria. I missed the first part, which I heard was this Chinese concert, because I was taking AEP test. When I headed to the hall to join the celebration, I saw a bunch of students on the acting a play on the stage. Unfortunately for me I didn't understand a single word. They spoke Chinese. After that there was this awesome dancing by a bunch of upper secondary boys. Two of them did some cool break-dancing moves.
Later I managed to catch up with Bus 13 and ended up just in time for Friday Prayers at Masjid Muhajirin. After prayers, I met lotsa my old buddies at Irsyad. I saw Haziq, Abdullah, Luqman Nur, Luqman Hakim, Muzammil, Akid, Fadil, Fierdaos, this sec 1 kid, Abdul Rahman Aziz, Abdur Rahman Yassin, Ali Imran, Shazaa and many more...
I also met Ustaz Idham, who asked me where I was studying and what level, in Arabic. Long time since I used the Arabic Language. I answered. I also met Mr. Roslan, who should've been my form teacher if I hadn't left. He made me feel guilty I left Irsyad. Not that there was anything wrong with leaving Irsyad, he said I left without giving salam or in other words I left without a goodbye. I remembered he taught me on the first day of Irsyad, to make salam be your last word you say to someone.
My school made me join the Royal CommonWealth Society essay writing competition. I managed to write a draft. Certain events in the story are based on real situations and events that I either experienced myself or heard others experienced. DOWNLOAD... Finally I am able to take 3rd Language. Arabic.
Tomorrow, during the whole long weekend (5 days), everyone's going to Batam. And I have know idea why. I will be going with Uncle Razak's family, and this other family. I'm so happy. Alhamdulillah.
Salam...peace..[(:P)<-<
P.S. Obama has finally been sworn in as president..WOOHOO!
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Things I've learnt from a movie
Hello there again lovely humans and disgusting monsters of planet Earth! I blog in peace..Why the space theme and why the "disgusting monsters"? Read on..
"Do I have to resort to (catastrophic) violence? As I see its the only think you humans can understand..."
Klaatu, The Day The Earth Stood Still 1951.
I agree with the "guy". In the story, Klaatu is an alien from outer space who comes to Earth and "suggested" to us humans to change our violent ways or be obliterated from existence. The alien, masquerading as a human, had so much trouble to get the humans united so he could deliver the message. In the end when he finally got our attention, he said that (during that time, 1951) humans are starting to advance in technology, mainly in weaponry and bombs, and he does not care as long as we humans "play with our silly toys among ourselves" he would be fine. Klaatu was afraid we train our missiles at other planets and worlds.
As much as I hate to admit it, Klaatu's right. Some humans are horribly blinded by greed, avarice and power, they don't really care if they harm another fellow human physically or mentally. In fact, most of them are not even bothered if thousands of innocent people are killed to get what they want, which are mainly, money, land and power. PLUS! The worst part is, most of these people are world leaders. Spoilt and corrupted leaders who people look up to. I haven't really get to the sad part, most of these leaders are from developing countries who really need a helping hand.
These leaders (can't say who) are smart in their own sinister way. They find reasons to wage war on neighbouring countries and more reasons to embezzle money from their own country for themselves. They basically just cause more chaos to this already chaotic world. It also seems like this people have no guilt in their heart. No love for fellow humans except themselves.
If there's a villain, there should be a hero to make things better, if not neutralise. There are many people who try to make this place a better place. People who dislike their peace being interrupted.
All I think is that the best thing to do instead of a war is to negotiate.
Some Quotes by great men who tries to change the world for the better.
"Do I have to resort to (catastrophic) violence? As I see its the only think you humans can understand..."
Klaatu, The Day The Earth Stood Still 1951.
I agree with the "guy". In the story, Klaatu is an alien from outer space who comes to Earth and "suggested" to us humans to change our violent ways or be obliterated from existence. The alien, masquerading as a human, had so much trouble to get the humans united so he could deliver the message. In the end when he finally got our attention, he said that (during that time, 1951) humans are starting to advance in technology, mainly in weaponry and bombs, and he does not care as long as we humans "play with our silly toys among ourselves" he would be fine. Klaatu was afraid we train our missiles at other planets and worlds.
As much as I hate to admit it, Klaatu's right. Some humans are horribly blinded by greed, avarice and power, they don't really care if they harm another fellow human physically or mentally. In fact, most of them are not even bothered if thousands of innocent people are killed to get what they want, which are mainly, money, land and power. PLUS! The worst part is, most of these people are world leaders. Spoilt and corrupted leaders who people look up to. I haven't really get to the sad part, most of these leaders are from developing countries who really need a helping hand.
These leaders (can't say who) are smart in their own sinister way. They find reasons to wage war on neighbouring countries and more reasons to embezzle money from their own country for themselves. They basically just cause more chaos to this already chaotic world. It also seems like this people have no guilt in their heart. No love for fellow humans except themselves.
If there's a villain, there should be a hero to make things better, if not neutralise. There are many people who try to make this place a better place. People who dislike their peace being interrupted.
All I think is that the best thing to do instead of a war is to negotiate.
Some Quotes by great men who tries to change the world for the better.
"War may sometime seem like a necessary evil. But no matter how necessary, it is always an evil, never a good. We will not learn how to live together by killing each other's childern"-Jimmy Carter, 39th President of the United States.
"One day President Roosevelt told me that he was asking publicly for suggestions about what the war should be called. I said at once 'The Unnecessary War'."-Sir Winston Churchill
Friday, January 16, 2009
Trauma?
Assalamualaikum,
Life's been quite great this couple of days. I am slowly recovering from the trauma of being hit by a car. Whenever I cross a road, the sound of the engines of the car just freaks me out, but I try to keep that hidden within my physical self. It reminds me of the moment before the accident. As for injuries, my leg is a little bruised and its healing real quick.
During English, my teacher assigned us to make a blog which will account for 50% of my CA1 marks, which makes this VERY important. I made a simple blog which is nothing like the blogs my friends made (using fancy skins and images). Mine is very simple but the important thing is that its completely my work. I added music, chatbox and a couple of other features. Check it out here: http://www.azizvs.blogspot.com
Today, Saturday 17 January 2009, I went to Irsyad, the new building for photography. Although I am no longer an Irsyadian, I still keep in touch with my old friends and also meet them regularly. I took lots of pictures and we had a little competition. Abdullah won the compettion.
I just finished adding my other post for my English Assignment Blog.
Salam..peace..[(:P)<-<
P.S. I just love Sweeney Todd's songs..
Life's been quite great this couple of days. I am slowly recovering from the trauma of being hit by a car. Whenever I cross a road, the sound of the engines of the car just freaks me out, but I try to keep that hidden within my physical self. It reminds me of the moment before the accident. As for injuries, my leg is a little bruised and its healing real quick.
During English, my teacher assigned us to make a blog which will account for 50% of my CA1 marks, which makes this VERY important. I made a simple blog which is nothing like the blogs my friends made (using fancy skins and images). Mine is very simple but the important thing is that its completely my work. I added music, chatbox and a couple of other features. Check it out here: http://www.azizvs.blogspot.com
Today, Saturday 17 January 2009, I went to Irsyad, the new building for photography. Although I am no longer an Irsyadian, I still keep in touch with my old friends and also meet them regularly. I took lots of pictures and we had a little competition. Abdullah won the compettion.
I just finished adding my other post for my English Assignment Blog.
Salam..peace..[(:P)<-<
P.S. I just love Sweeney Todd's songs..
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Don't hit me...
What happened today was beyond any other day and I wish it'd never happen again. I got up in the morning and managed to reach the bus stop before 6AM (Bus 13 reaches around there). I slept in the bus for about 45 minutes (The whole trip is always 1 hour flat). 15 minutes before arrival, I woke up and prepared to alight. After alighting, I made my way to school from the bus stop. At the junction, I waited calmly for the pedestrian traffic light to turn green, after which I crossed the road. Halfway across, There were some cars just going across my path to turn right. I waited for them to stop (even if it was my right of way). Suddenly, a car just hit me. The front bumper hit my knee and I had some abrasions (Which I found out about an hour later). My elbow just hit the front hood of the car making a loud metal "pang" sound. The tires, just went over both of my feet. In a split second, there was honking from other cars, the sound of screeching tires, and my loud "argh"..
I didn't realised I was injured at all. I was just mad at the guy for just driving when it was my right of way. The driver stopped to ask me if I was "OK". Being in shock and can't think straight, I just told the guy,"Hey! It was a green light. Why did you just drive when I was in the way?" But he just kept asking "Are you OK, Are you OK?"
I just said that I was OK to keep him quiet as I was afraid of being late to school. After arriving at school. Some people saw my injury and asked me what happened (This was when I realised).
School. It was not that bad, Physics being the subject of the day (The most interesting one). During Higher Mother Tongue reading session, my teacher asked about my background and also about my family.
After school, I went to Masjid Kampung Siglap to perform Zuhr prayers and then went to Junction 8 to buy my higher mother tongue books and met Abdullah and Luqman Nur. We talked about school and update each other with our lives.
Right now I am feeling fine, still a little shocked by what happened earlier this morning and also excited about tomorrow's Higher Arts class. Arts is only once a week so I must make the most of my time in it.
Salam..peace..[(:P)<-<
I didn't realised I was injured at all. I was just mad at the guy for just driving when it was my right of way. The driver stopped to ask me if I was "OK". Being in shock and can't think straight, I just told the guy,"Hey! It was a green light. Why did you just drive when I was in the way?" But he just kept asking "Are you OK, Are you OK?"
I just said that I was OK to keep him quiet as I was afraid of being late to school. After arriving at school. Some people saw my injury and asked me what happened (This was when I realised).
School. It was not that bad, Physics being the subject of the day (The most interesting one). During Higher Mother Tongue reading session, my teacher asked about my background and also about my family.
After school, I went to Masjid Kampung Siglap to perform Zuhr prayers and then went to Junction 8 to buy my higher mother tongue books and met Abdullah and Luqman Nur. We talked about school and update each other with our lives.
Right now I am feeling fine, still a little shocked by what happened earlier this morning and also excited about tomorrow's Higher Arts class. Arts is only once a week so I must make the most of my time in it.
Salam..peace..[(:P)<-<
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Good ol' times.. And now its time to move on..
Hello there again. Another blog entry here. Just going to update on what's been happening in my life, my thoughts, my hopes and my dreams.
So far, life's been great in Victoria School. The days are like a normal school. Routine and almost monotonous. With some new and exciting events happening to stir the atmosphere. Well, what can I expect? A school is a school. We go there to get knowledge and also improve our general self.
I still miss my old buddies that I've spent learning with for the past 8 years. The days strolling around the old Irsyad building at Newton. The fresh greenery filling our lungs with healthy, clean and life-sustaining oxygen. The times I spent with my friends discussing homework, studies and life. The teachers who've mentored us though the years. Who have helped us when we were clueless and lost in this fragile and cruel world. Why am I so dramatic..??? Just feeling nostalgic, I guess. Every year, I saw Secondary 5 students graduating. Happiness filled their eyes. Having a great sense of acheivement. After 11 years of studying, they have finally completed the part of their journey. And every time I saw my seniors leaving one by one, I envisioned myself among my friends, graduating together, one day in the future, anticipating the bigger journey ahead. But now it seems, I will have new friends to graduate with, to share the, hopefully, joyous moment.
Deep inside, I can be both an Irsyadian and a Victorian..
This does not mean I should abandon my old friends completely. In fact, absence makes the heart grows fonder. I will stay in contact with them and maybe meet up occasionally during weekends and holidays never to abolish the bond completely. Play some basketball, watch some Heroes, movies, chat together and play some computer games.
Now I must study very hard. Work very hard. Be consistent, which I very well hope I could.
And Abdullah here are some pictures of Victoria that you wanted..I didn't take them myself..got it from the website.
Salam..peace..[(:P)<-<
I still miss my old buddies that I've spent learning with for the past 8 years. The days strolling around the old Irsyad building at Newton. The fresh greenery filling our lungs with healthy, clean and life-sustaining oxygen. The times I spent with my friends discussing homework, studies and life. The teachers who've mentored us though the years. Who have helped us when we were clueless and lost in this fragile and cruel world. Why am I so dramatic..??? Just feeling nostalgic, I guess. Every year, I saw Secondary 5 students graduating. Happiness filled their eyes. Having a great sense of acheivement. After 11 years of studying, they have finally completed the part of their journey. And every time I saw my seniors leaving one by one, I envisioned myself among my friends, graduating together, one day in the future, anticipating the bigger journey ahead. But now it seems, I will have new friends to graduate with, to share the, hopefully, joyous moment.
Deep inside, I can be both an Irsyadian and a Victorian..
This does not mean I should abandon my old friends completely. In fact, absence makes the heart grows fonder. I will stay in contact with them and maybe meet up occasionally during weekends and holidays never to abolish the bond completely. Play some basketball, watch some Heroes, movies, chat together and play some computer games.
Now I must study very hard. Work very hard. Be consistent, which I very well hope I could.
And Abdullah here are some pictures of Victoria that you wanted..I didn't take them myself..got it from the website.
Salam..peace..[(:P)<-<
Saturday, January 10, 2009
Life so far
I don't really know what to blog about this couple of days. My life is basically all about being transferred to Victoria, meeting old Irsyadian buddies, friends and homework. Its been only four days and I am almost behind in homework. I've finished my Arts homework and also English composition.
Yesterday, Friday, there was this tiring 2.4 KM run. It was at East Coast Park. It was also the worst time of my life. After the first 500 metres, I could barely breath and my legs felt like they were going to snap any second. This is what happens when I stay in front of the computer more than I do on the field.
Today, Saturday, I am just enjoying my weekend. Completing my Arts homework. Then going to Thompson Plaza to buy a couple of school books. Relax and chill at home while chatting with more old buddies. Now I am just going to go to bed..Its 10:39 PM now.
Salam..peace..[(:P)<-<
Yesterday, Friday, there was this tiring 2.4 KM run. It was at East Coast Park. It was also the worst time of my life. After the first 500 metres, I could barely breath and my legs felt like they were going to snap any second. This is what happens when I stay in front of the computer more than I do on the field.
Today, Saturday, I am just enjoying my weekend. Completing my Arts homework. Then going to Thompson Plaza to buy a couple of school books. Relax and chill at home while chatting with more old buddies. Now I am just going to go to bed..Its 10:39 PM now.
Salam..peace..[(:P)<-<
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
A New Kid
Hello there everyone. In case you didn't know, I have transferred to Victoria School a couple of days after being in Irsyad. I am just going to write about my first few days of learning in Victoria School. I missed the first two days of schooling but I began in the middle of the third day.
I bought my books and uniform on that day and after changing into them, I was introduced to my new classmates. "Another new kid?" one of them asked. They were in the middle of Literature Class studying Macbeth, by William Shakespeare, and also about the Globe Theater in London.
I was assigned to a couple of buddies, Bharat and Matthew, who taught me a lot about the school. Such as the rules, locations of certain classrooms, students and their "opinions" of the teachers, which, personally, I don't really care about. They shouldn't be too quick to judge a teacher.
Anyway, recess was, to me, the highlight of the day. Being a Muslim, I have to be careful of what I put in my mouth, halal only. There were 10 stalls, an I didn't know which was halal and which wasn't. So I picked a stall with a malay owner, which I immediately assumed was halal. I bought some curry puffs and went to one of the many seats that were provided. Then I heard,"Aziiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiz!!" from an unknown source. I turned around and saw Bharat. He asked me what I've bought. I showed him. At first he thought that it wasn't halal. Then I showed him the stall from which I bought the puffs from. False alarm. Allowed to eat. How nice of him to make sure I don't eat any pork.
The day went by like a normal, partially boring schoolday, and at the end of the day, we were dismissed. Many left almost as soon as the bell rang. Others stayed back for CCA. Some just took their time packing up. Me? Looking as confident as I can but completely lost. I packed my bag and just followed the group of students who were heading home. Finally found my way to the main gate. I walked quite a distance to the bus stop and rode Bus Number 13 home (a direct bus).
In the bus, I thought about my day. Thinking of what I have learnt. For the past 8 years I have been in Madrasah, surrounded by Malay muslims. Now I am learning to make friends of different races and religion. Go Racial Harmony! Haha..
Salam...Peace..[(:P)<-<
I bought my books and uniform on that day and after changing into them, I was introduced to my new classmates. "Another new kid?" one of them asked. They were in the middle of Literature Class studying Macbeth, by William Shakespeare, and also about the Globe Theater in London.
I was assigned to a couple of buddies, Bharat and Matthew, who taught me a lot about the school. Such as the rules, locations of certain classrooms, students and their "opinions" of the teachers, which, personally, I don't really care about. They shouldn't be too quick to judge a teacher.
Anyway, recess was, to me, the highlight of the day. Being a Muslim, I have to be careful of what I put in my mouth, halal only. There were 10 stalls, an I didn't know which was halal and which wasn't. So I picked a stall with a malay owner, which I immediately assumed was halal. I bought some curry puffs and went to one of the many seats that were provided. Then I heard,"Aziiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiz!!" from an unknown source. I turned around and saw Bharat. He asked me what I've bought. I showed him. At first he thought that it wasn't halal. Then I showed him the stall from which I bought the puffs from. False alarm. Allowed to eat. How nice of him to make sure I don't eat any pork.
The day went by like a normal, partially boring schoolday, and at the end of the day, we were dismissed. Many left almost as soon as the bell rang. Others stayed back for CCA. Some just took their time packing up. Me? Looking as confident as I can but completely lost. I packed my bag and just followed the group of students who were heading home. Finally found my way to the main gate. I walked quite a distance to the bus stop and rode Bus Number 13 home (a direct bus).
In the bus, I thought about my day. Thinking of what I have learnt. For the past 8 years I have been in Madrasah, surrounded by Malay muslims. Now I am learning to make friends of different races and religion. Go Racial Harmony! Haha..
Salam...Peace..[(:P)<-<
Saturday, January 3, 2009
First Day of School: 2009
Finally the holidays are over and the new school year have begun. Another journey of epic proportions shall begin for every student in the world. Especially those who have just begun Primary school.
Last Friday, was my first day of being in Secondary Three. Halfway there. I went to the new Irsyad, excited as every other kid there. I went to assemble with my class. Lucky for us we were assembled at the void deck right behind the sea of chaotic Primary 1 students. The noise and the moist air was just suffocating but completely great.
I cannot imagine what it would be like if every Friday of the year was like that day..
We had some briefings for that day as it was everyone's first. Went to the canteen. Performed Friday prayers. Typical day.
Salam..peace..[(:P)<-<
Last Friday, was my first day of being in Secondary Three. Halfway there. I went to the new Irsyad, excited as every other kid there. I went to assemble with my class. Lucky for us we were assembled at the void deck right behind the sea of chaotic Primary 1 students. The noise and the moist air was just suffocating but completely great.
I cannot imagine what it would be like if every Friday of the year was like that day..
We had some briefings for that day as it was everyone's first. Went to the canteen. Performed Friday prayers. Typical day.
Salam..peace..[(:P)<-<
