Hi fellow loyal readers. I got a new template as u can see now. Obviously I didn't do this template from scratch. I downloaded the template. But for the Links bar on the left <<<<<< i did it all by myself! It was not in the original template. Quite an accomplishment yes?
Tell me what'd u think about this blog layout. Thanks!
I have a very bad habit. I love doing pranks to my friends. I just love to see the reaction on their faces when they found out it was just a prank! So yeah u can say that my favourite TV shows are Punk'd and Wakenabeb. And i also love Hitz.fms Gotcha Call! Feel sorry for those who got prank-ed... NOT! Hahah. They got them everytime!
I rememeber this prank i did to my dormmates. Quite recent actually. We heard rumors that that night the fellow (dorm warden) is going to come and do a spot-check. As usual a boys dorm is not always a source of coolness to the eyes. Its a mess. It was like 8 something pm and we still haven't clean our dorm much. Everyone was just lying around in front of their laptops, reading, studying and basically just doing their own work..
So my prank desires suddenly engulfed me.. This is the perfect opportunity for me to land a big prank on them. I walked out of the dorm and a few seconds later i came back with an ugly face and screaming, "Weh fellow datang!! Fellow datang weh!!" they all were stunned and looked at me to see if there is a slight of smile in my face because they know i'm quite a prankster.. But then my face was quite convincing and screamed again, "Serious fellow datang weh aku nampak dia kat luar tadi!" So they all suddenly jumped out of the their mattress, those with their laptops immediately closed their laptops, those who were reading their books immediately closed their books and haphazardly running around the dorm grabbing and hiding their stuff.
I cannot tahan anymore.. I suddenly laughed out so LOUD!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAH! And then they looked at me with obfuscation.. only to realize that it was all a prank.. Some of them were relieved that the fellow really isn't coming but some of them want to take it on me! I remembered my dormate Acap hit me with a pillow! Aww he was concentrating on his drama script at that time and i suddenly have to land a prank on him. Sorry guys xD
P/s: The fellow really did came later that night.
Salam and hello to my fellow loyal readers! In this post i just want to share to u a video entitled "Suhaib's Body". Its a video my highschool friends made while we were still schooling back in the days... (padahal baru setahun) Anyways its a very funny video and eventhough the title of the video has my name on it but i actually appear only for a few seconds in a scene. Yup there arose a few discrepancies about the title of the video.
I think it was also the time where my friends were anticipating the release of Jennifer's Body starring Megan Foxx. So they were too excited and became psycho and decided to make a video about it. The two main actors are my friends Azhan and Syed Mat.
Enjoy the 2 minute video!
Oh and credits to be given to my friend Asyraf Syahir for inspiring me to publish a highschool video to my blog. (He did it first, so yeah)
Enjoy the 2 minute video!
Oh and credits to be given to my friend Asyraf Syahir for inspiring me to publish a highschool video to my blog. (He did it first, so yeah)
It's the middle of a Sunday night. 1.48 AM.
I'm in the dark. All my dormmates are sleeping. I can hear the sound from the ventilation, table and ceiling fans all at once. "Why am i awake at this hour?" I kept asking myself this question for the past 5 minutes.
Is it because I can sleep late tonight because i got no classes tomorrow?
No.
Is it because I don't feel tired?
Maybe but there's something more than that. Something's not normal tonight. But i just don't know what or why.
I'm worried.
There's a program happening today at Seminar Hall. Blood donation! It is part of the Raudhah Festival event and is organised by the RCC (Red Crescent Club).
I wan't interested in donating blood at first.. but Mujahid suddenly feel so excited about this blood donating thing and he wanted me to do it too. So he influenced me bit by bit and finally i too am excited to donate some of my blood!
The day has come. In the morning we both went to our classes like normal. My last class for the day (FIM) finishes at 3. So at that time i went to the Seminar Hall with a classmate Syed Abdurrahman. He's my only guy classmate in FIM class. He's interested in donating blood too because he heard that u can gain weight by donating blood. He's quite a skinny guy so i guess its ok. Well I hope that that story ain't true..
There were people in the sem hall but not much. Mujahid is still not there either. His class must not have finished yet i guess. Before we fill up the form, the attendant lady asked us to read the regulations first. Its like a list telling u the requirements for u to be able to donate blood. I can't remember all but remembered some of it like ur minimum weight has to be 45 kg, u need to at least eat something 3 hours before and some weird stuff like u must not have any sexual relationship with the same gender or bisexual or something like that -.-
And then they need to like poke a hole at the tip of ur finger to find what's ur blood type. The poking procedure hurts a bit but only a BIT. Like the bite of an ant. And only today i found out that my blood type is B! And then they will check our blood pressure. If u have low blood pressure u can't donate ur blood. It will only make u die faster obviously. And the last procedure before ur blood can be taken is registering ur name into their databse. We just have to give them our IC and fill up a mini form, sign here and there and we're ready!
I waited at the waiting seats because all the beds were currently occupied. So i can see some of the students who are having their blood sucked out through a small tube and into a.. kind of a plastic bag.. full of blood.. I was nervous. Because i'm scared that it will be so painful.. Blood flowing out of ur arms.. Very quickly too. I also realized that the sem hall was much more packed with people comparing to the time i entered it earlier. And most of the blood donors were the sisters! Where are the brothers?? So i waited nervously for like 5 minutes and i saw one of the girls on a bed stood up and left. So i immediately got up and lie down on the bed.
Then i was waiting for one of the nurses to attend me. I looked around and saw Mujahid in the crowd who were waiting for their turn. How unfortunate he came just a bit later than me.. After a few more minutes a nurse came and looked at my form and asked my name and blood type, just to validate that im the person in the form. After that she put the same thing that is used to calculate the blood pressure around my biceps to constrain it and she also gave me a hollow cylindrical tube for my hand to squeeze. I need to pump my hand by squeezing my hand with the tube so that the blood can flow faster. Then she applied some solution on my arm and then i saw it. The needle. A long thin sharp needle that will be injected into my veins.
Slowly i saw the needle disappearing into my arm. I have to admit that it became more painful the further the needle is pushed in but no worries :) The process only took like 2 seconds. And then she removed the needle. After that i saw her holding a BIGGER NEEDLE! WAY BIGGER than the previous one. It is the needle that is connected to the tube that will flow my blood into the bag. So i thought if the small needle was quite painful, how painful will this one be?? I almost freaked out but i was calmed when she said that this one won't be painful. She gently plunged the needle into the same hole i was injected just now. Surprisingly it doesn't hurt at all! Not even a bit i tell u. Instead, my blood immediately flowed through the tube and into the bag. Then the nurse went away to attend other students.
So there i was lying down, while watching my blood flowing out of me.. It doesn't hurt at all. Seriously guys. I imagine after all of this is done, where will my blood go? Who will it be donated to? I just pray that my blood will be given to someone who really needs it. Because of the blood we donated, they will be healthy, do their daily activities, have a household, lead a good life and live longer. My blood will become part of them forever. I think that this can be counted as sadaqah jaariyah. We will get pahala for as long as that person live because of our blood.. Ameen. Donating is a very noble act and we feel this knd of... "satisfaction" everytime we do it :D
After like 7 minutes, i can see that the bag is full, with my blood. The nurse came and disconnected the bag from the tube and put the bag near my leg. I poked the bag. Its soft. Then she pulled out the needle from my arm and put some cotton on it and asked me to press the cotton against my arm. After like a minute a guy came (he's a nurse too i guess) and put a plaster on my arm where i was injected. The plaster is still on my arm as i'm typing this :D
Then they gave us free snacks! There's an area in the corner of the seminar hall where the lady is serving hot milo and gave us some free biscuits and breads. The hot milo really hits the spot because its raining outside. So i sat there and drank hot milo with Abdurrahman. Then we walked together back to our dorms, saying all the best to Mujahid who is still waiting for his turn..
We also got like a very small booklet with Sijil/Certificate written on it. So i guess that's the certificate. In the book there are a few pages with a list of numbers. So far the only filled row in my book is No1. So everytime i donate blood it has to be recorded in this book. The highest number in the book is 112. Whose soul is kind enough to donate blood 112 times?? The book also states that there are a few privileges that one can get if they have donated blood a certain number of times. For example, its written:
21-30 times: Free for outsider treatment and medical treatment and second class ward for 3 years
So is that cool or what?? Go get your blood donated today! Its a really fun and unique experience!
Woohoo! I have now 6 VISIBLE followers!!
Edit: I just realized that 2 out of those 6 followers are actually the same person with 2 different accounts :(
Just entered semester 2 and i have encountered another awkward moment..
I had Maths and Computer in the morning. Maths first. I went to class like normal then i got along with a new classmate named Nizam. He's a normal guy. Quiet though. Then when class finished i asked him what class he's having next. He said computer. And i asked him what group is he in. And he said 918. That's the same group as i'm in! So we went downstairs to the computer lab together.
He said that the class was at lab 2, but i'm pretty sure that it was at lab 1 because i copied the timetable directly from the notice board. But he insisted and told me that the first computer class last week was at lab 2. I didn't attend the first class because of some reasons so i listened to him and we went inside lab 2. The class already started. We took off our shoes and trying to find a seat in the lab. There were quite a number of girls and i saw only one guy.
As i about to sit down next to that guy, Nizam pulled me and said, "Kita salah kelas ah beb". My Eyes became rounder than ever like O_O and immediately wore my shoes back and left the lab. So i became a bit frustrated with Nizam for being SO confident. So we went to Lab 1 and saw a note in front of the door written something like this:
Class for 918 today has been postponed.
Madam Nazatulshima
"Yeahhhhh! No ISM today!" So Nizam and I walked back to our dorm. We also stopped by at one of the stalls for the Raudhah Festival and bought mee goreng for breakfast.
As i was eating the mee goreng at my dorm, i received a call, from Nizam. He told me that a friend of his told him that the computer class wasn't actually cancelled. It's at C3-14! Right Now! Once again my eyes became like O_O. I quickly swallow up all my food and wore back my shirt and rushed back to Block C.
It was a sunny day.. Walking back and forth from my dorm at level 3 and to the class at level 3 as well made me sweat like a pig. As i entered the class, i saw nizam and sat on an unoccupied chair in front of him. I was still out of breath from the stairs scaling as i sat down on the chair. The madam inside the class look at me peculiarly and immediately asked me, "Who are you?", "I'm Suhaib, *catching my breath* I was originally from *catching my breath* group 926 but have changed to this group *catching my breath* because my former group's timetable clashed with my accounting's", Phew. I'm glad that i'm able to make out that sentence even with short of breath. I can hear some girls laughing -.- "Oh ok then, please write your name on this paper". Then she continues her lecture to the whole class.
It was a list of all the students in this class. The list was already full so i just made my own row at the bottom of the list. Wrote down my matric no, name and program. Then i just sat back and looked around. There were a lot of sisters. Mostly unfamiliar. There were only 2 or 3 guys who i know personally. The rest i've never seen them before in my life. After that i looked again at the list to see if i can recognize some names. Bla bla bla no names that i know of BUT THEN at the top of the list its written:
Group Number: 921
921?? I'm supposed to be in ISM 2 class 918! Then i immediately turned back and asked Nizam what group are we in. He said 918. As i was just about to reply, Syahmie who was sitting beside Nizam said, "921 lah!". And then Nizam said, "Oh ha'ah 921". My eyes became like O_O again. And then Syahmie asked me, "Ko bukan amek ISM 2 ke?" And i said, "yea". And he said, "Ni class ISM 1 daa"
U guys will never understand what kind of situation i was in.. It cannot be written in words. Being in the class of the wrong course and the wrong group. I have already done ISM 1 in my previous sem!
Let me just tell u this. As soon as Syahmie told me that, i immediately cancelled out my name from the list by scribbling out a few lines on my name and raised my hand and told the madam, "Sorry madam, but i got the wrong class!" I actually mumbled more than that but i can't remember what i actually said because i just can't wait to get the hell out of that class! I can't remember what the madam replied but i think she said something like I may leave. I quickly grabbed my bag and rushed out of the class! As i leave i can hear the other students like laughing and giggling at me -.-
And yes that was my awkward moment in entering the second semester of my studies. Entering the wrong class twice in one day. Having walked back and forth from dorm to class under the hot sun twice in the same morning. So much for first computer class huh? And also getting to know a new friend, Nizam. He's a nice guy, always smiles and good at his academics but sometimes he's just blurr-ish. I'm not saying its bad at all but people like him just sometimes brings out the liveliness in ourselves and sometimes just made us laugh because of some foolish acts! Oh yea and he said sorry to me for this whole thing and i happily forgave him :)
*I think this is also kind of a karma because i teased my friend Mujahid when he got in the wrong FIM class. And maybe God punished me by putting me in TWO wrong classes -.- Ok I sure have learnt my lesson...
*This is just a joke. We muslims shouldn't believe in karma. Dont judge me thank you
:D
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
