UGH *shrugs*

A S S A L A M U A L A I K U M W A R A H M A T U L L A H

Study postponed, revision halted. Procrastination after another procrastination, and I'm seeing a darker, gloomier thing awaits me in front. Gash. I need to do something about myself <right now, I don't feel like writing, so here's several pictures>.

About Expectation

Salaam and g'day all. Well, well, well... we've reached the end of October and move to the eleventh month of this year. Time flies fast, I reckon. Faster than anything else. Just after a few million blinks and a few thousand breaths; here we are. With nothing but a "have-changed" _______ <fill your name in the blank>.

Last night, four of my friends and I threw a small party- literally. We cooked fried chicken and frankfurters and prepared a bottle of 'Sarsi', and enjoyed them as any normal person would. We were so damn contented, I presume. And were planning for another <mind you, the cook was Ewi:- so couldn't say 'NO' to have another>.

Expectation

The party ended up pretty quick, and the end I think was a very critical slot. One of my friends out of the blue, suddenly shared his life story. About how everything around him that he expected to happen this way, happened in the otherwise direction. We had a discussion about Fate and Destiny. Is destiny be accountable for every bad things that happened in our life?

To answer this, let us look back at all the variables that we have to make expectation. Firstly, we have time and secondly our own capability. Surrounding factors also exist and last but not least, the way we appreciate things. These are the things that affected us all the time, and are suspects for our case <which is, the loss of expectation>. Pace by pace, we will look into all these.

Time

Sounds familiar?

It is a giant idiocy to say time as the crime of this 'crime'. You see, time is like a river. It runs endlessly, up until the Creator says so. The way you react to it:- jumping, diving, swimming or even running- is the cause of the crime. So NO <X>, time is not the criminal. It's just a crime scene.

Capability

This might be it. Our capability has been often ignored upon expecting something. Merely but dreams, expectation wouldn't mean nothing if our capability is to be neglected. Simple analogue: you can't expect a baby to write blog as good as NadJoliey does, right?

Multiple modes <hey, this doesn't make sense with the post>.

Now going back to the old scheme, why should we blame our capability, then? Across humanity, capability is a constant. It doesn't move by itself, it is moved by one's initiative. Say: we have high capability and still having no initiative in using 'em, can expectation be heightened?

All in all, expectation should be based on our capability and limits. It is such a foolish act if you ere to do something and in the end, harm yourself. I'd say, re-check. And NO <X>. And this cleans capability as being out suspect.

Surrounding

So far, this is the nearest possible criminal. Why? Expectation--as I have mentioned earlier above--should be based on our capability. And dang! Even in our fullest preparation, we still couldn't get thing straight as the surrounding changes randomly. Only after a few steps forward, everything turned into somewhat alien to us. So there you have is; surrounding as a criminal.

A prospective person--no matter how weird the situation is--will make it through.

Again, I don't think surrounding should be 100% blamed for the loss of our expectation. In our preparation, it is prudent and rather prospective if we instill the consciousness about the reality, that, the reality changes dynamically. We should provide ourselves with enough back-up plan, just in case. 

Ourselves

Though surrounding has been sentenced guilty, there is one more suspect which I think, requires inspection <just to be fair with all the variables>. It's ourselves whom should be blamed most of the time. Preparations, initiatives, prospects, views and appreciation:- all come from ourselves. These innate aspects are more profound than anything that is outside our mind. It is our mind that do most of the works in achieving goals.

Say: you expect to have a Lamborghini, and have no effort to obtain money by all means. Would that mission be reachable?

Say: you expect to have the best result and do work hardly . By the end of the day, you get something, but still isn't enough for you. Doesn't it shows appreciation of our own best effort affects our expectation fulfillment?

Say: you are grateful and can focus all your efforts to achieve a goal. But then, you have no preparation about it. What achievement would you have?

Conclusion to my lengthy <TL; DR> post

It's in you. Your expectation, your preparation, the way you respect your capability <add. note: limits> and the way you appreciate the result(s) of your "I-tried-as-best-as-I-could" effort re the things that acquire your satisfaction. The thing is, you go out there with full preparation, and enjoy the result, no matter how bad it is. I leave you with this beautiful, yet true quote:

<This post is unbelievably sarcastic. At least for me><I thought for a day, in preparing this post. Gosh>.

Akhirnya Terlaksana

Salaam. Alhamdulillah, akhirnya siap jugak tugasan laporan KBBM. Fuhh~penat kowt, walaupun benda tu guna jari-jemari jaa pun. Now that I have one more task to go, but heck- I'll save it for my boring class, later.

The thing I wanna share to you guys is...

HaHaHa. Ini mana boleh jadi, ni. Blog sekarang sudah mencuri hak peribadi saya, mana bolehh!!  KASK. Saya yang relakan, bha untuk buat semua neh. Jadi jangan kisah. Kalau boleh hiburkan hati yang larakan mahupun dijadikan panduan riwayat jiwa, maka apa salahnya. Al-Qur`an sendiri selalu bercerita pasal kisah hidup satu-satu manusia. Lihat kisah `Imran dan Qarun, sebagai contoh.

So frankly, saya suka untuk terus berkongsi pasal kisah hidup saya <dan berharap agar Fatimah baca? Begitukah pelan awak?> Gahh Sembarangan semberono jaa buat konklusi. I simply like it-lah. Dunno why.

My picture with miniature effect on it. Did it really make it to be called as one? <I'm asking FarahMusa>

Back to the storyboard, semalam kami Asy-Syakiriin ada buat makan malam perdana sempena bagi menyempurnakan watikah perlantikan mas`ul-mas`ulah baru. Saya tersentuh apabila rakan selajnah bertukar lajnah, bahkan jadi mas`ul. Buat saudara Razvi dan saudari Nurul Syahirah <PERGH! Dua-dua klasmet>, selamat menjalankan tugas. Harap Asy-Syakiriin akan jadi lagi mantap dengan pimpinan kalian. Kak Engku Fazedah, mas`ulah Lajnah Akademik & Tamrin, atau LAT> pulak resigned dari jawatannya. Mestikureng meriah LAT nanti, sebab Kak Engku-lah ya selalu membawa keceriaan ke dalam perbincangan lajnah.

Malam tu, sesiapa yang mau ikut sepatutnya bayar RM25.00. Jadinya, saya sudah bhaa, bagitau Abang Haniff, saya ndak pergi sebab saya ndak bayar <saya pun sebenarnya masih bingung kenapa saya ndakmau pergi>. Sakkali, masa saya pergi mintak itu 'barang panas' sama Ewi-meaning, saya pergi biliknyalah-Ewi sudah bersiap. Naah... bercerita jap, sambil saya usik dia yang belum hantar 'barang' yang sudah lama saya minta. Masa bercerita tu, dia tengah bersiap. And he said he forgot about the 'stuff'. Ndapala, saya bilang. Lepas tu, dia tanya lagi:

"Yassin, kau ndak pergi??""Malulah Wi... saya belum bayar neh.""Pigi sejak!!""Ishh...""Eee Yassin, pigi sejak. Kamu ambil gambar.""Bahh..."

Atas keminatan mengambil gambar, saya relakan diri. Ditauliahkan DSLR is not something everyone can get everyday. You must be trustworthy for someone to do that thing, so...  rasa bangga. Thanks, Wi. Saya pun pergi berturutan dengan Ewi. Dia masyk dulu, sebelum saya masuk. Malu kowt... <ehh, gengster mana pandai malu. OK, I take back my words. Imma gangster! LOL

Tapi alhamdulillah, Allah permudahkan. Bahkan Dia berikan pula peluang untuk saya menjamah makan di sana <ndapa, nanti saya bayar. 25 ringgit, kan? Okehh...>. Saya jarang buat macam ni. Namun demi kawan bhaa, bak kata Ardie- I'll do anything for them <sudah masuk bahagian poyo, sudah dia>. Makan saya... kalah orang yang membayar. Siap makan tiga mangkuk bubur jagung dan dua gelas dadih lagi. Astaghfirullahal aziiim...

Lepas bhabis, bergambar sakan and turut juga menolong mengemas apa yang patut dikemas. Serius; nasib baik pergi, kalau ndak... I would certainly missed the memory. And one more thing; hos kami pada malam tu adalah Abang Naqib <wuhuu, my ex-naqib> and Abag Matnor <wuhuu, my coursemate>. 

Menyiapkan tugasan <plagiat ekstrim... jangan tiru aksi ini yah, kawan-kawan>

I plagiarized assignments... problem, bro?
<alaa, semua kitapun pernah buat, even once. Betul ndak??>
<langsung ndaktakut dengan Tuhan>
<Tapikan, kalau saya buat research pun, hasilnya tetap sama>
<sudahh.. sudah bertengkar. Jadikan ini pengajaran>
Gosh... you sure do have problems, dude.

Lepas tu, saya Isyak jap <jam 12.30AM punya Isya'... boleh qiam terus. Gahh, orang kurang imannya mana berqiamullail, kan? Sebab tu saya ndakbuat. Layan Facebook. And before long, saya teringat laporan yang peru dihantar hari Isnin nih. Bhaa, belum apa-apa. Templat <format> pun ndatau. Jadinya, layan lagi Facebook.

...saya bukak Gmail, keluar nama Ardie. Saya buka, ada attached file, pasal laporan and unattached in <download>. Jadi saya saya buka, and mau edit sana-sini. Tapi, Facebook dan blog menjadikan saya hilang interest, bahkan lenyap langsung ingatan untuk hantar benda tu esok. Ditambah penat pagi dan malam tadi yang belum reda <sampailah sekarang, saya rasa>, maka saya lentokkan kepala pada bantal yang dari tadi menjeritkan nama saya. Kick bhaa, kalau tiada tugasan, ndakpulak bantal neh berperangai begini. Apalagi Mr. Crab tuu-

And so... I failed to overcome the utterance of nature. I was defeated. Totally, being defeated. Saya bisik diri, 30 minit jak arh, tidur. Lepas tu bangun and do your darn work! Gahh. Proceed.

Tiba-tiba...

Terbangon jam 4.30AM... and... and I.... I haven't done anything yet. Putih bersih jaa Microsoft Word. WARGH!!!!! I HAZ RAGEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!! Gahh. Kenapalah kautidur, mata. Naah~

Why???????????? But then, alhamdulillah. When you put all trusts to your
Creator, nothing is impossible. Seriously, you've got to believe what I'm saying.

But in the end, siap jugaklah. Ngam-ngam azan Subuh neh. Ingat balik, I thank God for waking me up. Memang selalu terbangun 4.30AM kalau ada tugasan belum siap. Entah kenapa macam tu, I bet I have this sort of alarm clock in me. And again, I praise God, the Most Merciful and the Most Bounteous. Alhamdulillah, siap kowt. Sekarang tunggu Bro Nad print-kan untuk saya. Dialah my printing agency; thanks bro.

 And poster for today, for you guys <who read this blabber till its very end. Gahh, love you guys sooo much><credit again to Ewi. This picture is just...>:

Poster: Allah & Cinta

Salaam