the colours..

i went to the international week here in my campus..
then there is an indian girl with inai.. so she draw it to my hand..
a very lovely art.. and a very simple one
but maybe it was too much for others when they saw it on my right hand..


the inai b4 it dry..


after i peel of the upper later and wallah.. it was a beautifull one...hehehe


Khoobi.. it is a persian words when u wanna ask " how r u" then u answer "khoobam" it's mean "i am fine".. hmmm it was firstly my iranian fren who got the inai on his hand.. when he show it to me and i got so excited to do mine.. he's a very sweet guy.. a very frenly one..



brown and white.. asian and middle east..javanese and persian ...hehehe .. thus.. frenship is colourblind.. it doesnt matter either u r black or white, brown or yellow.. the important things is that u have a heart that so sincere to know each other as frens.. GOD create us to venture into frenship no matter what colours of our skins are.. u know what.. the world is dull without any colours.. so colours made our day much more beautifull... so the colours exactly comes from deep of your heart.. how u made your fren a happy person is a color.. how u bring a smile to your fren is a colour too.. and how u bring joy and cheer to yo fren is an additional colors too.. and it will be as pretty as the rainbow.. cherish your frenship always ok ..

my stallion..

Yesterday i couldnt go out and jog becoz of my injuries.. so i decided to wash my motorbike.. since it have dirt on it..it was a very old motorbike.. but a great deed it have been given to me & my siblings.. my oldest sister bought that motorbike on 1992 when she done her degree.. then my second older sister used that motorbike when she was in degree too.. then my older brother used that motorbike to go to work and lastly i am the one using it from my last semester (on 2003)when i was in degree till now.. b4 this is was red in color but i just change it covers into maroon.. hmm .. i had been in accident twice while riding this bike.. but the fall made me stronger to ride to success coz life is just like the wheel of my bike .. sometimes we r down and sometimes we can be up too.. GOD GRACIOUS..

a pain on my back..arghh!!

yesterday evening was perfect for me to go for a jog..
it was a bit breezy after the rains stop..
i got out early from lab so that i can prepare earlier to jog..
after i pray then i stretch about 15 minutes then i put on my joging attire..
when i got out of my block ..my sports science frens ask me to join them for a volleyball game..
firstly i dont wanna play but since it been a few years i didnt play volleyball so i go and join them..
i jog to the volleyball court but somehow my legs feel hurts abit when i jog there..
i felt something bad going to happen..and that moment i dont know what....???

then me and my fren start playing volleyball..
and i am the one who doesnt played very well coz its been years since i played the game..
hmmm my team lose the first match
then we change places..
and when we r playing suddenly it was my turn to take the ball..
i jump high to reach for the ball..i spike it and i hit it.. a point for my team..
but suddenly when my foot touch the ground i felt that i sprain my back...
arghhhhh!! it hurts alot.. my back twisted...
it was painfull that time.. my frens thought that i was just acting..
then i went out of the court.. try to find something to sit on..
and i went to a motorbike nearby and rest..
arghhhh!! at that time all i ever think is my GOD..the ALLMIGHTY one..
i felt like vomitting but i just hold on and not to vomit yet..

in a few minutes, i was ok..
when my frens finish playing they send me back to my room
later after maghrib i went to the clinic to check
and luckily the doctor said i was just sprain my back muscle
he ask me to put ice on my back and he give me medicines..

gratefully i was ok now...
alhamdulillah

the relief...

me and my backdrop design..
glad that it already over..
but the upper S fall down..sad..huhuhuh















yeah..we won something..













fuhhhh! tired lah..













eat untill full..hehehe

Malam Sanggar Sanjung 2

eating time...

















the best dress award goes to him...













the silat performances...














the nasyid performances..














the indonesian student performances...

Malam Sanggar Sanjung

hmmm .. i didnt wrote anything yet since last year..

i dont know why i dont write..hehehe

so today i just wanna tell u a story about my college anual dinner..

the place where i stay now is call KOLEJ TUN GHAFAR BABA.. or KTGB

it is a place where just guys live in it.. no girls allowed unless u r the cleaner...

the anual dinner is call MALAM SANGGAR SANJUNG

it is a nite to give up awards and eat a very decent food and dishes..

the guys rearrange the table and the mc is practising...

me doing the backdrop....and the guys doing the rehersel..

the final touch...

the guest...

the kompang guys...pang pang kompang... and the iranian who brought the bunga manggar and bunga telor...

the iranian..and the indonesian

hmmm forget to tell that my college have alot of international students..

those are among of them..

to be continued...