Showing posts with label life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label life. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

As a person who has gone through the process of being hurt deeply, I learned that people who have actually experience hurt tend to be observant towards the feelings of others', and that people who never did tend to be more ignorant. This might be a stereotype, but this is the impression I get from the people I've come across.

Monday, December 3, 2012

I learned something nice this semester, and I figured I ought to write it down in case I forget, because human forgets.

Being friends means sharing your food. Let others taste yours while you taste theirs.
Being friends means lending your money when your friend forgot theirs.
Being friends means giving your friend some of your food when they run out of money.
Being friends means finishing your friend's food when they can't finish it, because wastage should not be an option.
Being friends means sharing food, because for many people food is happiness, and thus by sharing our food we share our happiness.

Monday, July 11, 2011

life is hard dakedo happy

This semester, I am taking a subject called Oral Communication. Basically, the subject is about how we deliver our speech.

For our first ever assignment, our lecturer, Madam Azimah, told us to do a 2-minute speech on a life-changing experience. And so we did. Each person would go to front and tell a story of the event that became the turning point of their life. Someone talked about her two friends who battled with cancer; one succeeded while the other succumbed. A close friend of mine talked about how he lost his dearest sister in a blink of eye. Another talked about losing her grandmother who she would always confided in. There were some who spoke while smiling, and there were also several who shed tears while recalling those memories.

Just from that simple assignment, our eyes were opened and we realized that each of us have our own story to tell. All of us have been hurt, lost something or someone important, and/or made a mistake and learnt from it. Just from that simple assignment, we now look at each other with different perspectives.

We are all human. We have flaws. What matters most are how we embrace those imperfections within ourselves and learn to cope with them.

Thank you for the experience, Madam.

Sunday, May 29, 2011

home

In the past, there was a war between America and Japan. And there have been a lot of movies about it. I've seen Pearl Harbor, which describes the war from the eyes of Americans. I've also seen Letters From Iwo Jima, which tells the story about the war from Japanese' point of view.

Pearl Harbor pictured how the Americans tried hard to win the war and make their country proud, while Letters From Iwo Jima illustrated the Japanese' feelings and fighting spirit.

There's no telling on which side was wrong and which side was right, because after watching both movies, I learnt that the soldiers who fought in the war, be it Americans or Japanese, they all shared one thing in common: someone important was waiting for them to come home safely.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

equality

I don't have many friends. In my small circle of friends, I am only close to just several of them.

When people gather, especially a group of friends, they would talk about other people. When you talk about people, you can avoid bitching about them. And I hate that. I don't like talking about people, and I don't like to listen to them. I hate people ruining my views on others. You may call me naive, but I'm fine with thinking that everyone is nice.

In my opinion, if we treat everyone nicely without discriminating them according to our views on them, they'll treat us just the same. Let me do that, even if you doesn't want to.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

klueless now


I miss KLue :'(

Friday, November 5, 2010

something from Miza

...which she got from a friend of hers.

The word shams (sun) is feminine, and qamar (moon) is masculine. The sun burns itself out to give light and life to everything around, and the moon is muneer, meaning it reflects the light. Within itself it has no light; it radiates the brilliance of the sun. So when we shine as men, the implication is that we are reflecting... the glorious light of our women. -Abdullah Adhami

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Thought #1

Human beings are frightening. To satisfy their own desires, they stab others' back. Even a blood-related, even a friend. And once you turn away from them, they talk about you. They judge you, they say nasty things about you; thinking they are much better than you.

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Sunny


"Above that big storm the sun always smiles and shines bright, waiting. So don't you give up boy!"

 credit: Khun

Monday, August 23, 2010

a glance back

Surely everyone knows Robert Frost's The Road Not Taken, right?

I wonder how a moment sometimes can change our entire life.

Take this for example. In an article I once read in Reader's Digest, a man explained how a small mistake he made actually saved his life. That man's workplace used to be WTC. On that day, he overslept, and woke up late. He missed the train that he takes every morning to go to work, so he had to take the next one. When he finally arrived, right in front of his eyes, his office building is crushing down.

He overslept, and was late to work. And that unexpectedly saved his life.

Not that I'm saying oversleeping is a good thing.

It's amazing how the tiniest act we do can actually take our life on a 180 degree turn. Like what I did. Little that I expect this action I took made who I am today. Well, since it involved another person, and since it actually was a bit cruel, I can't really explain what was it that I did. But still, I'm grateful.

Friday, March 26, 2010

brave heart

A star is not much. It's not an honest word of praise, a friend to share tears and laughs with, or a dream come true. But for me, the star that shines warmly in my room is the sole reminder that even though I'm on my own, I'm not alone.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

How much for a broken heart and a side of regret?

Monday, January 18, 2010

what remained

Once when I was in primary school, my art teacher asked us to make a giant bookmark with a quote or an idiom on it. I made a sakura, and was quite proud of it since I'm not really good in art.

Several weeks later, I saw the bookmark I made on a board in the hallway. I'm telling you, the feeling of seeing something you made being displayed is a good one. Especially when you don't often see them being displayed. I was really overjoyed. I smiled every time I passed the board.

However several months later, my giant sakura were removed. I somehow felt that my name was removed from the school history along with my bookmark.

Unlike me, my sister and brother have their name carved. My sister's at a trophy, my brother's; his school hall. 5, 10, 20 years later, the new generations may not know them. But having their name carved there, they will be remember as someone who had achieved their very best.

And me? I don't know what had happened to my sakura afterward. But I know where it would be heading: the dustbin.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

the wind that wraps

Last Tuesday, while waiting for the clock to turn 3.30, I couldn't help glancing around to see the people around me. I thought, these are the people I've been together with. Some I've known since forever, some I just met or got close with this year, while the others are the kind of friends that I catch up with once in a while. But all of them are precious to me.

I love saying thank yous. I believe by just saying a simple thank you, you can change a frown into a smile. So now, I would like to say my words of gratitude to these people, who have made my life a beautiful one :)


Thank you Nadiah, for always being with me. You supported me on almost everything I do, and when I failed or came across obstacles that had me shed tears, you lent me your shoulder and gave me courage to move on. Thank you for trusting me to listen to your secret, silent thoughts and dreams. Thank you also for the fangirling moments. Haha. I looked forward to go to school everyday so that I can ramble about JE stuffs with you :D I know you love Chinen and Yabu and Hikaru as much as you love Jin, but you see dear Nadiaho, Jin suits you better :) Haha. Oh yea, go Shida! :P
I love you, best friend.

Thank you Dayang, for always listening to my stories although you live across the sea. Sometimes I feel like you're here and you know everything about my school and my friends. Thank you for cheering me up when I'm down, and injecting more hyperness in me. Thank you for introducing me to the sweet honey bee Seunggi. His dimples surely kill. But don't worry, he's all yours. I already have Nino by my side. Haha. Oh yea, you know, you should bring Aaron to me so that I can use my taekwondo skills to kick him and send him to the Antartica :D
I love you, best friend.

Thank you Nicholas, for willing to lend your ears to hear (or eyes to read) my dreamy thoughts and pathetic mumbles. Thank you also for the music recommendations. I'm sorry I don't like Lady Gaga and many of your recommendations, but at least we agreed on some. Remember "Maybe I know somewhere deep in my soul that love never lasts"?. Haha. That's one of my favourite lyrics ever. Thank you for following me sneaking to TGV to take a picture of you and Megan. I hope someday when I've gotten rich, I can fly you to Hollywood to meet her :)
I love you, HSBC.

Thank you Nini, for always being so happy and cheerful. In a way, you help putting a smile on my face. Thank you for actually helping me to become more open to people around me. I gained confidence and got to know many good friends through you. Thank you for acting like a big sister to me, although you're much younger. I really appreciate your presence beside me. You know, I'm much more hyper, crazier, friendlier, bravier and happier because of you :) I hope someday I can meet the other Shida at your house. Haha.
I love you, big younger sister.

Thank you Shoba, for not minding my unpredictable craziness. I wish things went clear between you and Darwin. Haha. Well, at least you've found the person who loves you now. I'm sorry for getting annoyed at you sometimes. You know, sometimes I can't deal with so much sighs and kvetches. Thank you for being a great deskmate, although you always leave me alone. Haha. Thank you for being crazy and childish with me at times. The syair we sang together was rather absurd than beautiful. We're Basho and Dashi after all. Who can blame us? :D
I love you, deskmate.

Thank you 5 Amanahians, for being the best class I've ever been in. Your unpredictable weather was always surprising, but it never failed to make me laugh. Surely we had dramas, but hey, we wouldn't be the same without the dramas, right? They sort of bonded us together :) Thank you for the loudness. We had such a looong year. Dissecting the frogs, washing cars and playing hangman at my house seems years ago. I miss having everyone altogether in class. Haha. "We're just one big family", so keep contacting each other, OK?
I love you, classmates.

Thank you Azeem, for being such a good friend. Your happy-go-luckyness never failed to cheer me up. I wish I knew you sooner :) Thank you for supporting me on Luna, although all you contributed was RM2 and some encouraging words. Well, maybe that should be enough. Haha. Thank you for presenting your friend's black guitar to me. Was it Gemilang that you sang while playing it? The sumbangness of your voice made my day. Haha. Thank you for directing such a cool drama. In a way, you made that (not so) secret ambition of mine came true. Thank you for being such a big fan of my food and always came running everytime I mention that four-letter word :D You know, you are such a wonderful boy. I wish you'll find your girl in red soon. Who knows? Maybe she's just right around the corner :)
Thank you, toyboy. Haha.

Thank you Keisha, for being an awesome editor and tuition mate. Your sarcasm always made me laugh. Thank you for loving my writings for the school magazine. You know, one of the proudest moment in my life was when everyone clapped for me after you read the prologue and epilogue I wrote for me. I can't thank you enough for that :) Thank you for always asking questions during tuition. They helped me a lot. Thank you for hating the Gardenia song, because singing the song to you and watching you getting irritated always made my day. Hahaha :D Don't forget to "Pin pin, Shidaaa" in front of my house once you've got your driving license.
I love you, K.

Thank you Sze Ting, for being a good friend to me since Form 1. You were always nice to me that I wished I could do something in return to you. Thank you for not minding Shoba and me in class. We know we were loud. Thank you for always telling me about good books. You know, I really hope I could understand Chinese so that I can read your books. Haha. Thank you for being such a darling in 5A. Being with you along with Jess, Endarah and the others always made me burst out laughing. Oh yea, I hope the big bantal I gave you four years ago is still in a good condition. Haha :D
I love you, Tingtong.

Thank you Lukman, for being such a wonderful friend. Although you annoyed me for coming late for taekwondo every week, you actually paid back with your amazing kicks and swings. Haha. Thank you for introducing me to the beauty of guitar in a way that even you didn't realize. Watching you play was just like a simple clarity to me. Thank you for taking time to read my scribbling book, and liking them. Thank you for being so delighted everytime I did some nice things to you. It made me feel like doing it more. Haha. Thank you for being someone who makes the people around you feels safe. You are a person with a big heart :)
I love you, Lutetium.

Thank you Daia, for staying as a friend for 10 years now. You were the first person who came to me and said hi during our first day in primary. Thank you for helping me with so many things. Thank you for inserting me regularly in your plans. Nico's birthday celebration was awesome. I hope all of us can do things like that again. Thank you for being so thin and active. You gave me the inspiration to work out more. Haha. I hope we can stay as friends more 10 more years :)
I love you, old friend.

Thank you Aisyah, for always being there for me to annoy. I understand how deep your love for nasi lemak. But I'm telling you girl, don't eat too much, it's not healthy for you. Thank you for helping me with things once in a while, especially during the Sawi Jackson project. Your brilliant ideas helped our team a lot :) Thank you for giving me hugs. Your hugs made me feel very warmed. Thank you for your sarcasm. It sometimes brightened up my day. You see, I'm much more sarcastic now because of you. You're my tok guru. Haha :D
I love you, Aisy.

Thank you Imran, for being a funny friend. I'm sure not many knows that. Thank you for your sarcasm against Mr Param in class. I still remember the way you said "Satu penemuan baru" when Azif and Naura said they had never heard of decible and "A is wrong" when he didn't respond at your answer just like he always says them. Hahaha. You upset me when you said you quitted tuition, because the class is much funnier with you around. Thank you for resembling Nishiki although you have no idea who on earth he was :D
I love you, on-and-off tuition mate.

Thank you Sarah, for being a wonderful friend. Thank you for your help handling the taekwondo kids for me. I wouldn't know how to control them without you. Seriously, they listened to you more. Thank you for being my partner during the lessons. Seeing your powerful kicks and swings made me work harder, so that I can be as good as you. Thank you for your beautiful smiles. They always made my days brighter. I bet once you've taken our braces off, you'll look much prettier :)
I love you, girl.

Thank you M, for the super delicious tiramisu. I should get close with you sooner, so that I can ask you to make it more often. Hahaha. I still haven't made the tiramisu using your recipe though. Mascarpone cheese is too expensive -__- Thank you for being my sarcasm partner. I love being sarcastic around you. Haha :D Thank you for actually being so cool right before SPM. Although it was funny seeing you like that, you somehow made me calm.
I love you, food lover.

Thank you Naura, for being such a darling. Your sneeze is an epic. Haha. Thank you for the 'informations' you gave me during trials. "Apa saja demi trial", right? Thank you for making Physics class funner. One of the reasons I looked forward for Physics classes every week was you. Thank you for your sarcasm. Funny sarcasms make my day :D I'm really going to miss you, girl.
I love you, girl in pink.


I still have more. I will update it soon :)

Friday, December 4, 2009

apart

Lexie: Grief may be a thing we all have in common, but it looks different on everyone.
Mark: It isn’t just death we have to grieve. It’s life. It’s loss. It’s change.
Alex: And when we wonder why it has to suck so much sometimes, has to hurt so bad. The thing we gotta try to remember is that it can turn on a dime.
Izzie: That’s how you stay alive. When it hurts so much you can’t breathe, that’s how you survive.
Derek: By remembering that one day, somehow, impossibly, you won’t feel this way. It won’t hurt this much.
Bailey: Grief comes in its own time for everyone, in its own way.
Owen: So the best we can do, the best anyone can do, is try for honesty.
Meredith: The really crappy thing, the very worst part of grief is that you can’t control it.
Arizona: The best we can do is try to let ourselves feel it when it comes.
Callie: And let it go when we can.
Meredith: The very worst part is that the minute you think you’re past it, it starts all over again.
Cristina: And always, every time, it takes your breath away.
Meredith: There are five stages of grief. They look different on all of us, but there are always five.
Alex: Denial.
Derek: Anger.
Bailey: Bargaining.
Lexie: Depression.
Chief: Acceptance.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

hujan bunga

Have you heard of Ana Raffali?

I first knew about her through The Star's R.AGE column. There was a big photo of her wearing a lovely cream baju kebaya and holding a beautiful mahogany-coloured guitar. That photo really attracted my attention. A few days later, I searched for her song, Hujan Bunga di Kuala Lumpur in YouTube. I was instantly mesmerized.

Ana was an English teacher, believe it or not. But then, she realized that she loves writing songs and singing more than she loves teaching. Most of her songs are in Bahasa Malaysia, attributed to her love of her native language. Besides, she usually wears baju kurung or baju kebaya when performing as "they are more comfortable".

She opened my eyes to see that my native language is beautiful. She made me realized that everyone looks dazzling in our traditional clothes. She inspired me to write more wonderful songs. Most importantly, she taught me to just be myself and feel good about it.

Just watch this number, and you'll understand why I fell in love with her (:

Friday, August 7, 2009

an open letter to Ms Spears

Dear Britney,

People says, there will come a point in our lives where a small thing which we had never took much notice before will change the rest of our lives forever. Well, that point had came into mine, and that something was you.

About a year ago, I watched you in your documentary, Britney: For The Record. To be honest, I didn't watch the whole thing, just a bit here and a bit there. But I watched this part, where the reporter interviewed you during the shooting of Circus music video. I couldn't catch what he asked you (but I'm pretty sure he asked you about your transformation from a troubled person to a better one), and I didn't remember your full answer, but I remember this one line. One line that changed the way I live my life. One line that changed me.

You simply said, I choose to be a happy person.

After hearing that, I was actually wordless. I spent days thinking about what you had said. I started to reflect back. You know, about my life, the person I've been and the person I wanted to be. You see, I was not a happy person. But after hearing your simple words, my mind was flooded with the thought, 'I want to be happy too'. I think and re-think of the idea of being happy again over and over. Then, I began to make my moves. I cleaned the mess that had been mounted in my brain, I removed all negativities in my mind, and I get rid every hatreds that had darken my life before. There was nothing else left, but peace in my heart.

Now, I am a much happier person. I started to get to know more people and befriend the ones actually used to dislike before. And you know what? They aren't bad at all. I discovered new things and experiences. I am leading a happy life.

Thank you, Britney, for that simple answer of yours. It was just a simple line containing five simple words. Yet those words had changed my life forever. I hope you too are as happy as I am now.


A blessed supporter of yours,
Shahida:)

Thursday, July 30, 2009

have you ever realized how beautiful this ad is?



Yes, I actually shed some tears when I watched it just now. I've watched it many times before, but I had never really pay full attention to this simple yet meaningful ad. Just take some moment and dive into this, people.

Friday, July 24, 2009

ss-ing day

Today was fun:D

First we had this senamrobik thingummy early in the morning. Before we started the poco-poco dance, Nadiah asked me how to dance poco-poco. I told her it's like how we did during Khemah Ibadah. But then she said she didn't really follow it that day. So after having a quick lesson, she came up with her own version of poco-poco dance - the pocong-pocong dance. Haha. It's pretty much the same as the original one, but instead of dancing, you actually have to jump with your hands held out in front:P

Then, after the senamrobik thingummy had finished, all of us were in a hyper mood. We all stand outside our class and feel the wind. It's really fun, you know. Just stand there among each other, hold your hands out, close your eyes, feel the wind passing through your body, and laugh together:)

Next, we had a photography session. Like Nico said, we all became such ss and just snap snap snap. We did so many quierky yet funny poses. 5A rocks:D

In between the photography session, we had an eating session. I brought muffins for everyone, and that hyper-ed them up more. Haha. Many were so shy shy cat to take another and another muffin, especially Darwin. Nadiah, Nico and Nini were so happy to receive my special smiley muffins. I just wished I succeeded giving one to that another person I had in mind. But well. After my muffins, Daia brought out her cute mini JCos. Nico was all hyper-ed up and ran around the class holding his Oreology. You were so cute, Nico Fox;D

But well, everything good and fun must come to an end right? After recess ended, some teachers rudely asked us to go to the dewan for the Isra' Mikraj ceramah. Not that I have a thing on ceramahs, but they really shouldn't ruined our hyperness, right?

Thanks for this lovely early birthday present, Nini (:

Saturday, July 4, 2009

oh simple thing, where have you gone?

On the second day of Khemah Ibadat, I learned two things that people always take for granted: the joy of camaraderie and the free feeling of loosing yourself up.

In the middle of the activity organized by one of the facilitators, Abang Syukri, he asked us all to stand up to dance the poco-poco dance. I loathed, despised, detested, abominated, abhorred and hated that dance, until that time. Before the dance started, all of us were standing with our own group members. Lukman, my group leader, was standing beside me, and he asked what is poco-poco. Then, after it started, everybody ran away to be with their friends. I turned and saw Lukman and my other group members were gone, so I went to join Nadiah. When I was still thinking whether to join dancing or not, suddenly I saw him dancing exagerratedly with the facilitators. It's true. His dance was more like dangdut rather than poco-poco. Everyone laughed at him, and even the facilitators were surprised. At first I taught maybe our would be given extra marks for his sporting-ness. But then I watched him and I taught, maybe once in a while, it's good to loose yourself up. I looked around and I saw happy faces. So I thought, why not try this? Why not forget my dislike towards this dance and just let go?

And I did. I joined in and followed the steps, and I laughed along with them. And let me tell you something, it was fun. It was soo fun doing something I used to think as silly and time wasting with the people that we're happy with. It feels good to just let go and loosing up.

True camaraderie is wonderful. At the end of the camp, we all stood up and sing the Warisan song together. It was such a simple song, but the way we all sing it was priceless. Everyone was standing together, arm-in-arms. It was such a nice view, you know. Suddenly there were no lines that lie between us. It didn't occur to any one of us whether we have the best or not. It didn't matter to any one of us if we have the worst voice. Everybody was just singing their lungs out. It was such a joyous feeling, you know. We can't have that kinda chance to be one everyday.


PS, Nico, I take back my word. My bozone layer is thick, but I can be motivationalizable sometimes (: