UnDerEstiMated-OverEstiMating

most jam-packed w/end i’ve had since whenever =P saturday was spent on getting d girls organized + playing ‘host’ to those who showed up 4 d Band Competition thingy. guess d best part was in d nite… it was 1sts for a few things 4 me… watching AF (duhh I was half dozing sib baik ade bekalan gambo2 zaman SSP dulu, how we’ve all aged gracefully I have 2 add!!), came back home @ 1am (mak DEFINITELY was pissed), keta penuh angkut anak dara org, supper!! heh…

d girls arrived @ 8++, went to anem’s crib, tgk AF til 11, then wait 4 d girls 2
bersiap, went out 4 supper+dinner = dinper @11++, mak called when I was driving
& she ended d conversation with a dramatic click of d phone (heh, nk terenti jantung aku) but damnit!! I had serious fun just listening to d girls chatting like we’re d only breathing creatures on earth. Shu joined us too. made plans 4 d next day… then I went home, praying dat my parents wont stay up 2 wait 4 my arrival (I dun want a lecture)

sunday (ni laa sunday paling cemerlang aku kat umah) supposed to be @ anem’s hangout dlm kul 8!! for once laa it wasnt my own transportation problems yg melambatkan keadaan =) waited 4 Khuzai 2 arrive @ komuter, picked up Yuyu then head 4 anem’s place.

met up wif nisa @ IKRAM then convoyed to SSPCJ… tucked deep in CJ, wif not much of signboards pointing SSP’s location in CJ, good thing sum of d girls had gone there b4… arrived & greeted by Cikgu Khalsom (I pictured she wud look a LOT older, but apparently, she never seem to age) tried to get into the hall… believe it or not, the huge (if compared to d Kolam Ayer hall) hall was packed to d brim!! a tv was put outside d hall 2 accomodate late comers such as us. jumpe cikgu jamilah…  we snucked in nevertheless but got divided into 2 gps, one gp got seated & left us chatting wif Ustazah I-cant-recall-her-name, she used to teach 1J, she asked about sumone who was tembam2 + cried smbl peluk tiang @ d canteen… memories~~ dont u just love chatting + recalling d crazy old days??

got seated, watched till SSP’s performance then snucked out… songs were candy to d ear!! guess d best sound came from d clarinet… once played dat & still remember d fingering to d old skool song =P results?? SAS came 1st, then SDAR (correct me if I’m wrong) 3rd place goes to SSP (btw, had on an extreme pinkish uniform) =P

as usual, our get-togethers are never shy of screaming girls + d mad photo-shoots
=D there were a tad too many cameras around~~ (korg ingat kene kasik ke aku SUME GAMBO!!) thruout d confusion, I spotted my dream car parked on d gentle slope leading out of d teacher’s apartment!! firery red, it was silly to not haf a photo-shoot by d car!! (mini cooper) checked out d interior (spacious, but wif too much meters on d dashboard) =D need to alter d pix a bit, give it a new plate number =P

bumped into cikgu hairy… cikgu per lg?? then there was Ustazah Noreinee (camne nk spell her name??) she’s not teaching there anymore. after a while, Naimun started asking about cikgu Aida so I called her, asking her whereabouts. she pointed us to d bilik guru, fully air-cond, long + divided by those cubicles familiar in d office. pe lg… when ur wif ur fav teacher, u tend to chat like nothing else matters kan?? really2 nice to see her again =D took pix wif her too (weyyy korg2 ni, bile nk send ke aku pix2 tu??)

d best advice she gave dat day: bile tibe mase nye, tau laa… skrg enjoy life to d fullest, pi jln2, kuar, explore d world~~ "tgk cam sy ni, kawin lmbt, anak sy chumel jugak!!" rite on cikgu!! (problem is, ongkos xde arr nk jln2 nih)

ayat xbesh yg cikgu aida wat: ade anak murid sy dah grad?? tua nye sy~~

d other girls had bumped into ustazah umi, she’s asking 4 everybody’s phone number so dat she can contact us in September, she’s holding sum kinda ‘makan2′ so to those who wants to be invited, send in ur contact no to ME!! if not I’ll send those dat I haf je =P

didnt explore d skool grounds… it was huge + d sun was so hot it reminded me of Tronoh already =P I noticed a rock climbing facade beside d hall!! d mini stadium
definitely is enuff to accomodate d skool activities~~ cikgu aida complained d labs were far off… went to d galeri warisan (correct me if I’m wrong), d bilik gerakan 4 alumni… I wished it had more of d relics from d good old days… got me excited seeing d rekkem t-shirt =D (dunno where mine went =()

as we were leaving d skool, we bumped into cikgu suhaiza + cikgu atus… cikgu suhaiza looked her normal self, while cikgu atus… I cant believe my eyes seeing her!! all dis while she was slim + small, now she seemed bloated!! at a glance, she looked like pn norsham (miss her too) she said its due to pressure, leading to over eating~~

jumpe cikgu ape lg?? hell, many transfered to other skools coz cj was far away~~
d only other establishement near was d cj heights (or whatever name d resort-like place has) d new skool is beautiful, but it just doesnt feel like d ’skool’. its a
completely different feel, vibe… nvm… d best thing I took from d skool was d
memories & friendships I’ve sealed thruout my years there

sape kanak2 yg muncul aritu?? naimun, anem, khuzai, nisa, shera, ct, shu, yuyu, ira, fadilah, ilya, iwa, azie, mizah, dayne & yours truly =P            

Italian Job, scoring perfect 10 on my all-time-fav-movie… the fact that I watched dis movie @ d cinema 2 times, dloaded it dunno how many times, took the liberty to rent d original cd + burn it, still have 1 dvd-ripped copy in my hdd, listened to it when I was tested to d limit wif my FYP (believe me, I wud have gone insane w/out dis technique), forced my lil bro to watch it wif me, watched it every other month, dloaded its script, dloaded its cast’s posters, fell in love wif d minis, quote d quotable qoutes every other instances =D truly madly deeply into dis movie!!

stellar cast!! the fact that they insisted on doing their own stunts (mind u, I wud have wanted to do it too!! way cool chase scenes!!)… professional daredevils!! charlize theron was perfect as the practical & sharp Stella Bridger, Mark Whalberg charmed his way into Charlie Croker’s shoes, Seth Green was d best computer-geek-cum-thief, Handsome Rob wif his suave driving style & last but not least explosive diehard Left Ear… they make the perfect team, I’m sure Donald Trump wud want these personalities in his establisment =P

really hooked onto the b/ground music~~ haha… u’d only get addicted after seeing the movie infinite of times I found that just by listening to the whole movie unravelling in my ears, I can suppress the tension brought by my FYP (haha… time tu mmg saiko cam sial je).

pe lagi nk puji?? script?? heh, top of d class!! Love qouting from it!! sharp delivery of lines from the actors + injections of jokes at d rite place, rite time. meh aku cilok d script & put it here…

Memorable Quotes from
The Italian Job (2003)

Charlie Croker: You’ve got no imagination. You couldn’t decide what to do with all that
money, so you had to get what everybody else wanted.

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Stella: I trust everyone. It’s the devil inside them I don’t trust.

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John Bridger: How are you?
Charlie Croker: [shrugging] I’m fine.
John Bridger: Fine? You know what "fine" stands for, don’t you?
Charlie Croker: Unfortnately, yeah.
John Bridger: Freaked out…
Charlie Croker: Insecure…
John Bridger: Neurotic…
Charlie Croker: And Emotional.
John Bridger: You see those pillars over there?
Charlie Croker: [looks behind him and sees the pillars] What about them?
John Bridger: That’s where they used to string up thieves who felt fine.
Charlie Croker: After you.

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Lyle: I am The Napster.

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[Lyle isn't answering Charlie's calls]
Handsome Rob: He only answers to "The Napster" now, Charlie
Charlie Croker: Oh, no. I am not calling you The Napster.
Lyle: Why not? You call him Left Ear.
Left Ear: Well, I am.
Lyle: And him Handsome Rob.
Charlie Croker: Well, that’s because he is Handsome Rob!

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[introducing Stella to his partners]
Charlie Croker: That’s Lyle. He’s my computer genius. You know he’s who really invented
Napster? At least that’s how Lyle tells it. Said Shawn Fanning was his roommate in college
and stole his idea. I think it’s his first time riding that bike, though.
Lyle: Hey.
[Lyle falls over]
Charlie Croker: You okay?
Lyle: Yeah.
[a car drives up]
Charlie Croker: That’s Left Ear. Demolition and explosives. When he was ten, he put one too
many M-80s in the toilet bowl… lost the hearing in his right ear. He’s been blowing stuff
up ever since.
[a car zooms in from behind Charlie and Stella]
Charlie Croker: Handsome Rob. Premier wheel man. Once drove all the way from Los Angeles
just so he could set the record for longest freeway chase. You know he got 110 love letters
sent to his jail cell from women who saw him on the news?

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Lyle: And then he’s just the media darling… He’s on the cover of all the magazines, I
should of been on the cover of wired magazine. you know what he said? he said he named it
Napster because it was his nickname because of the nappy hair under the hat. But he, It’s
because I was NAPPING when he STOLE it from me. He didn’t even graduate.
Handsome Rob: I think it’s time to move on, don’t you? They shut him down, I wish they
would do the same to you.

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Lyle: You’ll never shut down the real Napster.

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Left Ear: This dude got dogs. I don’t do dogs… I had a real bad experience, man.
Charlie Croker: What happened?
Left Ear: I had. A bad. Experience. Damn it. I’M deaf.

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Stella: I don’t go out with strange men. I just met you 5 minutes ago.
Steve: What, I’ll just have to sabotage my cable till we get to know each other better?

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Skinny Pete: If there’s one thing I know, it’s never to mess with mother nature, mother
in-laws and, mother freaking Ukrainians.

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Steve: What the fuck happened to my truck?

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John Bridger: You know, Charlie, there are two kinds of thieves in this world: those who
steal to enrich their lives, and those who steal to define their lives. Don’t be the latter. Makes you miss out on what’s really important in this life.
Charlie Croker: What are you talking about, John? You’ve been a good father.
John Bridger: Sitting in prisons doesn’t make you a good father. I spent half my kid’s
life in prison. Don’t get to be my age with nothing but this, Charlie. Find somebody you
want to spend the rest of your life with, and hold onto her forever.

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Steve: You blew the best thing you had going for you. You blew the element of surprise.
[Charlie punches Steve]
Charlie Croker: Surprised?

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Lyle: [after realizing how much money they have stolen] Woo. Yeah.
[pauses]
Lyle: I got the Holy Spirit… get on it… it’s a good train.

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Charlie Croker: Don’t you want to see what’s inside?
Stella: Absolutely.

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Cop: Don’t you want to look inside?
Stella: I never look inside.

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Stella: You know this was never about the gold.
Steve: What ever helps you sleep at night sweetheart.
[Stella punches Steve]

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[Lyle is impersonating Handsome Rob and the cable girl]
Lyle: [as Handsome Rob] ‘Ello, I’m Handsome Rob, what’s your name?
Lyle: [as girl] My name’s Becky. Buts its uh, written on my shirt.
Lyle: [as Handsome Rob] Look, I’m gonna need your shirt and your truck.
Lyle: [as girl] Okay. Would you like my virginity as well?
Lyle: [as Handsome Rob] If it’s on the menu.
Lyle: [as Handsome Rob] You’re not too bright are you?
Lyle: [as girl] No.
Lyle: [as Handsome Rob] Perfect.

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[about John]
Charlie Croker: Just because he was around me more doesn’t mean he wasn’t thinking about
you.
Stella Bridger: [Sniffling] It would be nice if it were true.
Charlie Croker: It is true. He always regretted not having been a better father to you,
Stella.
Stella Bridger: How do you know that?
Charlie Croker: Because he told me.

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John Bridger: I’m sending you something.
Stella Bridger: Does it smell nice?
John Bridger: No. But it’s sparkly.
Stella Bridger: Does it come with a receipt?

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Charlie Croker: A police boat can get from the station to our position in seven. That means
you’ve got four minutes to work your magic.
John Bridger: Now, you told me ten and you said that I would have five.
Charlie Croker: When?
[John smiles]
Charlie Croker: Do not be messing with me right now. I will kick your ass.

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Lyle: [seeing the name "Becky" on the cable-girl's uniform; specifically on her left breast] Becky, huh? Wonder what she calls the other one…
Handsome Rob: And it’s such a mystery why you don’t have a girlfriend, Lyle.

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Handsome Rob: Come on, Charlie. They were at the same college at the same time.
Charlie Croker: Why are you encouraging this?

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[Timing the getaway to Union Station]
Handsome Rob: It’s either bad traffic, peak traffic, slit-your-wrist traffic… you’ve got
an average of 32 minutes and a top time of 50. But if we had green lights all the way, we
could do it in 14 minutes.

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Lyle: You want all greens? ‘Cause, ah, ’cause you got ‘em.
[chuckles]
Charlie Croker: What have you got?
Lyle: Welcome to L.A.’s Automated Traffic Surveillance and Control Operations Center. See,
they use video feeds from intersections and specifically designed algorithms to predict
traffic conditions, and thereby control traffic lights. So all I did was come up with my
own… kick ass algorithm to sneak in, and now we own the place.
Charlie Croker: You want to do a dry run?
Lyle: [singsong] I thought you’d never ask.

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[as Yevhen's men are taking him away, Steve's panicking]
Steve: Don’t shoot me!
Yevhen: Shoot you? I’m not going to shoot you. No, I’m going to take you to my work. I
have some machinery that you will be very interested in.

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Lyle: [to Handsome Rob about Charlie's feelings for Stella, in an accent] What, you theenk
he’s meexing beesness with plezore?

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Wrench: [upon first seeing Stella] Whoa, whoa whoa! I don’t think we’ve been properly
introduced. I’m Wrench.
Stella: [slapping a wrapped hoagie into his outstretched hand] Ham and cheese.
Wrench: Oh, that’s cold.

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Stella: What happened to your hand?
Charlie Croker: I punched Steve.
Stella: OH! Now how come YOU get to hit Steve and I couldn’t?
Charlie Croker: Because these hands are much too valuable.

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[as they are dangling from under the road way, after Left Ear's gotten all the explosives
in place, and is about to insert the detonater]
Left Ear: Just give me a minute.
Charlie Croker: [impatiently] NOW?
Left Ear: I’m about to insert this detonator tube, and if the brass touches the sides, you
and I will be the last people each of us will see.
Charlie Croker: Take all the time you need.
Left Ear: [after a pause] Hey, Charlie?
Charlie Croker: What?
Left Ear: I love you, man.
Charlie Croker: I love you too.

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Stella: I want to see the look on that man’s face when his gold is gone. He stole my father
from me, I’m stealing this.

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Stella: [teasing Handsome Rob] What… you couldn’t get through traffic?

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Steve: How about dinner?
Stella: You ask your last cable repair guy out to dinner?
Steve: No. But he had a handlebar mustache and weighed like 300 pounds.

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Lyle: Nice car. Sorry Rob.

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Charlie Croker: Me? I’ve been a thief since I had baby teeth.

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Actor Reharsing in Car: Turn in your badge and your weapon. I don’t want to see you
anywhere near this investigation.
[Drinks from an imaginary cup and then pretends to crush the cup]
Actor Reharsing in Car: Crush

keje org yg xde keje =D

Name 25 friends & answer the questions:

1. ika (adik sendri leh kire ke?)
2. khuzai
3. yda
4. syarip
5. zaid
6. hana sengal
7. mawarr
8. namo
9. asang
10. michael
11. lynn
12. iyzee
13. pzah
14. moon
15. nanadee
16. aliza
17. pasdie
18. naimun 
19. che mon
20. yah
21. tpah
22. usna
23. chip
24. jia
25. ude

A.Who is #8 going out with?
hehe… prob is I dunno

B.Is #9 a boy or a girl?
guy

C.Would #11 and #2 make a cute couple?
hoho =) bestest of friends pon

D.How about #18 and #4?

#4 taken, #18 silently in r/ship (memain je naimun)

E.What grade is #17 in?
final yr final sem

F.When was the first time you talked to #12?
end of dec 1995, in dm, her cs shoved her into my world

G.What is #6’s favorite band?
peter pan??

H.Does #1 have any siblings?
definitely!! me!! (+ 2 younger bros)

I.Would you ever date #3?
slalu sgt dah

J.Would you ever date #23?
pon dah slalu

K.Is #16 single?
man, i dun haf d ans

L.What’s #15’s last name?
azmi

M.What’s #5’s middle name?
zaid

N.What’s #10’s fantasy?
find his dream girl??

O.Would #22 and #25 make a good couple?
oh man chaos wud rule d world~~

P.What school does #21 go to?
dlu stf, now utp

Q.Tell me a random fact about #15
best team player!!

R.And #1?
bdk busuk pengarang ati daku

S.And #19?
down-to-earth-cool

T.And #20?
come lote cek mek klate

U.Have you ever had a crush on #14?
xpe laa

V.Where does #9 live?
t’ganu

W.What’s #4’s favorite color?
never tot of asking

X.Would you makeout with #24?
dats gross =P

Y.How long have you known #5 & #6?
#5 10 yrs roughly, #6 13 yrs

Z.Does #8 like #15?
yeah, as friends

a.Does #10 have any pets?
think so

b.Is #7 older than you?:
nope

c. Would you give #13 a hug?
sure2 if #13 needs it

d.Is #17 the sexiest person alive?:
#17 mmg sexy, but dun rank dat high =P

who says rockers cant become mellow?? d music itself set the rite vibes 4 those who seek solace… check out the gentle riffs from the guitar during the so called ‘break’ kinda like sounding like sumone trying their best to get on stable grounds… trying to find the rite connections with the ppl who mattered in their life… the music have some level of playfulness in it wif d additions of d keyboard… d bass gently drive ur emotion to be sincere and open up feelings suppressed for some time…

the best part?? d lyrics of course!! basically, the lyrics seem to convey that come what may, ‘I’ll’ always appreciate and love ‘u’ & that ‘I’m’ so sorry for not sharing the way ‘I’ felt about ‘u’… but bear in mind… "u’re d wonder in everything dats wonderful" =D cair maa~~ cair like ice melting under d hot sun!!

rock on!!

"Wonderful" -Stone Temple Pilots

If I were to die this mornin’
Would you tell me things that you wouldn’t have?
Would you be my navigator?
Would you take me to a place we could hide?

As I’m fallin’ out
I wonder what I lost
Must be movin’ on
Know you’ll be safe but not alone

I wanna ask you to forgive me
I haven’t been the best with all that I had
Wish I’d only laid beside you
I think I spread myself a little too thin

As I’m falling out
I wonder what I lost
must be movin’ on
Know you’ll be safe but not alone

You’re the everything
That led me to believe,
"Hold on, hold on"
You’re the wonder in everything
That’s wonderful

As I’m fading out
I don’t feel anything at all
must be movin’ on
Know you’ll be safe but not alone

You’re the everything
That led me to believe,
"Hold on, hold on"
You’re the wonder in everything
That’s wonderful

never tot dat watching a movie cud evoke such mixed feelings deep inside… i know if i lay down to sleep, i’ll never be able to doze off… batman begins indeed shed light to his mysterious being… dis yr’s movie themes seemed to revolve around showing the begin-of-time for each story… which is cool, since it gives us the reasons why & how things are the way they are.

the thing is, i got a bit confused on the ‘race’ of the lead actor, (i dunno his name) bruce wayne. at certain angles he looks purely caucasian, at certain angles he looks pure latino… cant say he’s handsome or cute (2 general characteristics 4 guy evaluation)… he’s not an average good-looking guy too… but its kinda cool having a hero who has issues about himself (somewhat like spiderman) makes him feel more human…

the best character: alfred =D crisp cool 1 liners… always around at the rite time… modus operandi of the movie: rethorical retorts~~ kinda like saying what comes around, goes around… well… sile laa tgk if ur a fan of batman… katie holmes seriously cute =D    

Last part of jinchu ke nih?? maybe~~ I dun care as long as I can publish this~~ As usual… enjoy!! & care to drop a critism or 2

Interactive Multimedia Production 2004

            Guided by the theme “Opening the Gate to Another Dimension of Technology”, the inaugural Interaction Multimedia Production (IMPro) Competition was held from 12-13 April. This program is the brainchild of Media and Technology (MEDTECH) Club in collaboration with Student Representative Council of UTP (SRCUTP) with the aim of exposing students to the latest technology in multimedia production.

            The participation was opened to all students and staff of UTP and students of higher learning institutions in Perak. The competition was divided into two categories, which are montage production and interactive multimedia production. There were ten fabulous prizes up for grabs for both categories.

THE COMPETITION

            Montage production is a combination of multimedia elements such as animation and graphics, presented in a continuous sequence without interactivity functions. The montages are limited to a time frame of 30 seconds to 2 minutes. Participants were free to choose from one of the following themes; engineering technology, impact of ICT on human development and Universiti Teknologi PETRONAS. The montages that won the heart of the judges were produced by Adam Omar, Juliana Mohamad Yusof and Hazmil Japilus.

            Interactive multimedia production is also as a combination of multimedia elements presented in one package but it has interactivity functions, which are basically mouse clicks and key presses by a user. Participants are required to base their creation on the themes of education, UTP or entertainment. The first prize went to Mohd Firdaus Faizal Tan’s group; the second prize was presented to Aman Zenni Rosli’s group while the third prize was won by Sharizal Abd Halim.

            The finalists were obliged to present their creation to a panel of adjudicating committee and then their creation was displayed for public viewing. There were also slots where the products of the MEDTECH club were shown. Secondary school students were treated to a techno visit to the new campus and were brought to the various laboratory facilities.

            This program was officiated by Yang Berhormat Dato’ Dr. Zambry bin Abdul Kadir, Exco of Education, Human Resources and Multimedia, Perak. He stressed on the importance of being technological savvy as technological changes occur rapidly. He then presented the winners with their respective prizes.

            Even though this program is relatively new, its benefits to the students are apparent and can serve as a platform for new talents in multimedia technology. It is hoped that this sort of program will continue to be a part of UTPs’ activity calendar for years to come and will draw more participation.

=D the humble jinchu strategy goes on… and on… and on… one more of the reports which was supposed to be in d yearbook but alas… it never will appear as it’s not gonna be publish~~

CELEBRATING MAAL HIJRAH 1425

            Rakan Masjid, being the sole body responsible on carrying out Islamic-related activities in UTP, held a week long Maal Hijrah celebration to commemorate the Islamic New Year of 1425 from 22 to 29 February 2004. Activities ranged from nasyid competitions to Forum Perdana Maal Hijrah. This years’ celebration was themed “Hijrah: Ke Arah Membina Bi’ah Solehah”.

            The week started out with a Forum Perdana Maal Hijrah, guided by the topic “Tutup Sebelum Ditutup”. The hall was packed with students and the public alike who are keen to deepen their knowledge and to clarify doubts about Islam. It was not just an enlightening session but also an attention-grabbing one as it was conducted by our very own Ustaz Nuri Al-Amin Endut and the panels were Ustaz Wan Shohor Bani Leman and Ustaz Mohd Hazani.

            The opening ceremony was graced by Dr Nasiman Sapari, the Head of UTP’s Masjid Committee, who stood in for Tuan Haji Muhammad Jurimi, the Registrar and Director of UTP Management and Support Services. One of the interesting points that Dr Nasiman highlighted during his speech was we need changes for us to maintain our relevance and significance in this world. Without changes, we do not stand to survive in this globalize world and we might end up extinct like the huge dinosaurs. Hence, he urged the audience to integrate the values of Islam in the changes in order to become more successful.

            The hall was jam-packed with excited students who came to cheer on their friends for the finals of Malam Inspirasi Seni which was held right after the opening ceremony. The music that filled the hall definitely proved that UTP students were not just nerds but are well-rounded and are able to entertain while spreading the teachings of Islam. Muazzin walked away with the first prize while the second and third prizes went to Humaira’ and Zafwan respectively.

            Tautan Muhibbah is a special program for the Muslimat (Muslim women) in UTP and was opened with a talk show by Ustazah Mazliah with the title “Perempuan Oh Perempuan”. Basically, this talk show deals with the concerns of muslimats in their dealings with their daily lives but stressed more on the concept of covering up the aurat. The talk show was made livelier by the quick-witted chairperson. The audience happily gave their two cents worth on the issues discussed and took the chance to clarify some of their concerns. The talk show was followed by a fashion show which demonstrated the correct way to dress. A nasyid competition for the muslimat was also held and the night was ended by the recital of the Doa Wihdah.

            One of the focal point of the week was the community service at Kampung Bali, Tronoh. Arriving in a convoy of motorcycles and cars, the students worked hard to prepare Bubur Asyura with the help of the villagers. Other than that, students participated in ‘gotong-royong’ and a games session. The participating students are tired out, but contented with the activities performed that day.                 

            Other activities comprise of a khat competition, games and a movie show entitled Lion of the Desert. Packed with informative and fun-filled activities, this years’ celebration eclipsed the previous years’ program with more participation from the students. It is hoped that this program will even be more successful in the future.      

Tried my luck in UTP’s essay writing competition during~~ thn lps ke yr b4 tu nye language week… The organizers told me I won 3rd prize (yeeehaa!!) tpkan… I was on my way back home 4 d w/end… kebetulan dat w/end gak nk wat closing cum prize giving ceremony… x smpt nk kate I can ask one of my friends to take d prize in my place dia dah letak… tried calling back a few times, bg sms to inquire tp xde jwpn… so… kire burn je laa 3rd prize tu =( I dun want d prize laa sengal!! I want d cert as prove I was considered good in writing!! well… U readers laa decide if my writings are good or not~~ hope U guys enjoy ;) 

I KNEW IT THE MOMENT I SAW IT

            The day was beautiful; full of sunshine and accentuated by a light breeze making it the perfect condition for an outing in the sun and the sand. It never crossed my mind that the warmth of the sun could be so deceitful. It is almost as alluring as a woman’s gentle touch. The towering blue heavens added more colour to the already vibrant surroundings enveloping me.

            Kimi checked on me, reminding me to bring along the car keys and my lucky Mr. Walla (which she gave for my 15^th birthday). The funniest thing that she reminded me to do was to smile. She remarked that my façade indicated I was dreading the trip. I forced a honeyed smile to pacify her worries. After all, it is not fair for me to take away her joy because she had always been there for me.

            Clearly she was excited by the prospect of going to Lumut for a two-day ‘time-out’ session. After months of slaving for a week long university carnival (which we successfully executed), it was time to let out some steam before we start focusing on our almost neglected studies. We met up with some of the convoy members of our trip at the café and their feel-good aura was contagious. I find myself smiling gaily at them even though deep down I still have a bad premonition about the trip. The trouble was I cannot pin down the exact reason for it. Somehow everything seemed to be at an extreme; too sunny, too breezy, too carefree…

            There were ten cars in our convoy to Lumut. Before setting off, the leader of the trip reminded each and every one of the drivers to drive responsibly and to put priority on safety. It was always Kimi who made sure my car was in tip-top condition; the fuel tank was full, the tyres are at the optimum pressure, the two juniors who were my passengers for the day were seated comfortably at the back and our bags were packed in the trunk. Yes, we were ready for the journey. After all was said, the first car led us to our holiday destination.

            As I geared up the car, a sickly sense of deja vu interrupted my peace of mind. It was like I’m re-experiencing (if there is such a word) the whole goings-on. I forced my attention on the car in front of me and noticed that a fair amount of distance was separating my car with the one in front. Kimi was looking at me with a puzzled gaze and sheepishly I stepped on the gas pedal. In her eyes were tinted a mixture of amusement and concern. Maybe amused by my aloofness but also concerned for my lack of enthusiasm. Seven years of friendship taught her that I am actually an energetic and vivacious person. Events such as this would always ignite the passionate side of me. But…

            Kimi popped a cassette into the cassette deck. The sound of the music broke the eerie silence that was creeping noxiously within the interior of the car. I knew she was burning with curiosity on my lack of gusto over the trip because throughout the last few months I was always talking about it. Those few glances that she threw at me said it all; what’s up with you? I stayed quiet to avoid her awkward questions. The two juniors at the back were unusually silent, as if they too sensed my uneasy feelings.

            I was just too engrossed with my own thoughts that I did not realize I was getting too close for comfort with the car up front. Kimi’s harried voice broke my reverie in time for me to brake and avert a collision. Those who were in the front car gave me annoyed looks. Goodness, I was about to ram another car! It was so close; maybe if Kimi did not sounded so panicked I would not have been able to centre my attention on the situation and react accordingly. Kimi, now getting some composure on herself turned to me and purposed that she drive until I can get a hold of myself. Stubbornly, I refused her offer and I heard a discontented undertone coming from the back. If they don’t like the way I drive, then go find another car. I don’t give a damn.

            I thought without much humour on the surroundings. It was vaguely familiar but I knew I’ve never passed this region of Perak before. Oceans of green paddy fields seemed to wave fervently at our train of cars and flocks of birds took to the sky in search of food. The tension that almost choked our mood lifted gently from the car ambience. I heard small talk being exchanged between the younger passengers of my car and Kimi’s posture does not appear to be as uptight as the start of the drive. My favourite cassette was playing and it kept me from drifting away from my duty as a driver. The sight of the huge spread of greenery gave me some solace that I badly need. Nevertheless, I kept on and on trying to jog my memory the time that I passed through this part.

            I knew it the moment I saw it. It was a small hut in the middle of the field. The memory that came was so vivid that I swerved the car involuntarily and nearly crashed my car onto the side of the road. Kimi and those at the back broke into horrifying screams as I brought the car under control again. I had passed through this part when I was younger with my father. Daddy joked that if I was ever naughty he would send me to the old lady that lived in that hut. Despite the near crash, I laughed heartily and scared even further those who were in my car. I forgot to tell Daddy I was going on this trip so I attributed my uneasiness to the fact that I was careless enough to forget. I explained it to Kimi and the ones at the back but they were still edgy and Kimi went so far as to warn me that she herself will take over the car and get us in one piece to Lumut.

            As we approached a bridge, I noticed that traffic was building up and the cars up front began to slow down. I was about to apply the brakes again when I heard the deep thud of two big vehicles colliding. Panicked, I pressed on the brake and clutch pedals too hard causing my car to lurch to the front and smashing into the rear end of the next car. The momentum of the impact hurtled all four of us to the front. It all happened so swift. I clutched tightly onto the steering wheel while my whole body went into shock. Every breath inhaled served to only amplify the sharp pain that I felt on my chest. My whole body suffered numbness thus deprived of my control over the movements of my body. I was fortunate I had the steering wheel to hold onto but Kimi contacted the windscreen and an ugly crack appeared.

            Quick to recover from the initial shock, Kimi checked on our fellow passengers and commanded us all out of the car. Weakly I followed suit. My spirit came tumbling down again as I noted the extent of the crash on my car. The whole front part was squashed to half of its original length. Tears stung my eyes as I played the events preceding the accident and cursed myself for not listening to my instinct that something so wrong was about to happen. I should have been more cautious. I practically ruined everyone’s vacation without it even starting.

            Our friends came to our aid and helped in getting us organised before commencing on our journey, seeking out the nearest towing service and tried their hardest to calm me down. I was obviously agitated and I cannot forgive myself for forgetting to inform Daddy about this trip. Now, he would hear how his only child had gone off without his permission and gotten involved in an accident. I was so close to him and every detail of my life, however mundane it may be, I would relate to him whenever I had the chance. In the cacophony resulting from the mishap, I felt a buzzing sensation in my pocket. I dived my hand into my pocket and grabbed for my handphone. I knew it had to be Daddy; I haven’t spoken to him at all during the week. I wanted to tell him about my first accident and hear him scold me for forgetting him and ramming into the rear of another car. I actually sounded happy to answer his call.

            A strange voice was heard from the other end of the line. Greetings were cordially exchanged and I demanded to speak to my father. A long silence followed my request. I began to worry and another series of sharp jolting pain crammed my chest. Tears were welling again and my heartbeat began to accelerate. The tone was sympathetic and full of regret. The unknown voice told me a devastating reality; my father was gone. He was on his way to a conference in

Cameron

Highlands

when his car was dragged down by a landslide into a deep ravine early in the morning. The premonition that I had wasn’t really about me, it was about my dear Daddy. The vividness of the memory of the old hut with its’ old lady and how Daddy kept on and on black mailing me with it so that I would behave hurt me so much.

            It cannot be… dear, dear Daddy, gone? Hysterical sobs that was so hard to contain simply exploded out of me. Kimi took away the phone from my grasp and asked the person at the other end a few quick questions. After ending the conversation, she took me into her arms and let me cry my heart out. What is life without Daddy? I knew it the moment that I saw it. I knew something terrible would happen and it did. I just wished I had the chance to be more with Daddy but alas, I was denied. May you rest in peace, Daddy.

This song helped me thru thick and thin thruout last semester… A bit soppy, full of compassion and exactly speaking out d way I’ve always felt for ppl dat I love so much =D man… d wonders u can do wif words & to think many can’t start to appreciate its significance in life~~ my love 4 everyone is blind

"Blind" - Lifehouse

I was young but I wasn’t naive
I watched helpless as he turned around to leave
And still I have the pain I have to carry
A past so deep that even you could not bury if you tried

After all this time
I never thought we’d be here
Never thought we’d be here
When my love for you was blind
But I couldn’t make you see it
Couldn’t make you see it
That I loved you more than you’ll ever know
A part of me died when I let you go

I would fall asleep
Only in hopes of dreaming
That everything would be like it was before
But nights like this it seems are slowly fleeting
They disappear as reality is crashing to the floor

After all this time
I never thought we’d be here
Never thought we’d be here
When my love for you was blind
But I couldn’t make you see it
Couldn’t make you see it
That I loved you more than you’ll ever know
A part of me died when I let you go

After all this while
Would you ever wanna leave it
Maybe you could not believe it
That my love for you was blind
But I couldn’t make you see it
Couldn’t make you see it
That I loved you more than you will ever know
A part of me died when I let you go
And I loved you more than you’ll ever know
A part of me dies when I let you go