Reminded

Last thursday, the lecturers' week closing ceremony was held. Id say congratulations to the people who works their butt to make the event happen.
Just as promise to my friends and some of my readers, i will post the poem that i read on that unforgettable day.. this is a very special poem dedicated to the lecturers' of Legenda education Group..

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Reminded

We are coming late for the class
Or not coming to the class at all
You were waiting there thinking
The student is going to pay afterall

We are late submitting the assignments
Or not submitting anything at all
You sit there thinking
That the student is going to fail afterall

We are talking behind your back
Or never even see you at all
You sit there laughing
That you are not losing anything at all

We couldn't answer the exams
Or not answering anything at all
You look to him wandering
I've never seen this student in the class at all

As we goin to bed trying to sleep
we couldn't sleep afterall
thinking on what you have done to us
That we have never tried to understand at all

We just know how to
stress you
sickened you
annoys you
hurt you

why don't you just teach me
then just let me go
Because someday we'll think of you
reminded of memories years ago

On how you teached us
On how you helped us
On how you supported us
On how you have faith in us

You're truly one to be admired
For you gave me more than required
we are truly disgusted
After being reminded

For not saying thank you
On what you did to us
For not saying sorry
On what we did to you

Naqib Hakim

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This may be my last poem to the lecturers' of Legenda as I will finish my HND this December

The last line id took from my older poem... you can find it on my older post

The Crying Lady

Look what message did I got from the President of the legenda Student Council... Rashid Rohim

"salam. naqib. lect week ni, hang brsajak nk x? Just utk 5-10 minit.. Ok?"

It says that should I take the proposal to present a poem for the Lecturers' Celebration this thursday?..
Well, It's ON... Now what poem am I gonna present to my sweet lecturers... hehehe... Any Idea guys... Give me the best poem for the sake of our teachers..

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hmm.. quite lazy on the colouring

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it was Sunday, i was on my way to Batang Benar that day after buying some books at Kinokuniya. Because the seats were all taken, Id have to stand. I'd have nothing to do at that time except listening to my mp3.(Of course, you are in a train!). So, i look around too see if there is some hot cheeks in train... haha just kidding! There is a girl there sitting just a few steps in front of me. She was reading... This girl captivates me not because she is CUTE.. it is more to the way she's reading the book..
She was very very very into it..
Looking very very very sad...

wow.. that was the first time I saw someone reading a book with that sadness in her eyes. That doesn't bothers me much.. until..
Sob.. Sob... She was crying... with tears on her eyes...
in a public transport full of people...
Every people that were around her feels a little discomfort of her reactions.. I don't think it's easy for me to push that level of emotion while reading a book especially in a public area..



Though her actions does look kinda weird, but actually i envy her... Yes... Because I don't have the imagination to make words and letters to a story that i can feel and get absorbed by...
I hope she feels the same while reading Quran..

Oh yeah, about the book she read.. it wasn't just an ordinary book.. it was a magazine.. she was just reading an article in that magazine.. Maybe a very sad article... who knows..

Overconfident.. A lesson I wanna share..

Yo.. It's been a long time since I last made an entry.. I don't have the time.. I am totally busy and tired these days, brr..

Lots of assignments that have to be done.. but I don't mind.. i like assignments.. hehe

what I don't like is quiz..i'm always freak out when there is a quiz.. makes me hard to breathe.. especially when you're not ready.. last minute study.. You must be thinking what kinda student am i right.. it's happen, and i think a lot of you guys are the same as me..

There are some people who likes quiz and I respect them..

Talking about students life, the one thing that I like the most is doing PRESENTATION. I know a lot of you guys hate this stuff. Fortunately to me, i love to talk in front of crowds. Debate, public speaking, trash talking, You name it! The one that I remembered is at highschool when I entered the Interschool debate competition.. Though i loss in the semis.. but I think that is my best experience of public speaking ever!!

Well, maybe because it was held in a girls school, convent Teluk Intan! Muehehe! Girls are magical..

Since that day, I've always putting myself in the center of the stage. When there is a chance for me to go up to the stage to talk, I take it. Because of that, I grew confident in myself that i let myself overwhelmed with arrogance. I became Overconfident.. It is always dangerous to be arrogant or riya'.. and that became a lesson to me..

One day i entered a Forum competition, just like a usual forum where you get a group of people to sit down and talking about sumthin!

At that time, i am representing ST Anthony.. I know that we don't have enough practice and did very little rehersal before the event. But at that day, I am not scared at all, my heart is totally calm and I thought this crap will be a piece of cake. All my friends carried notes in case they don't remember. But i don't! i was totally overconfident!

We entered the stage and sit down, we checked the mics and we are ready..

1.. 2... 3... Go..

The first round...

The moderator ask me a question.. I answered.. kinda well.. until..

...................................BLANK!!! .........................

OMG!! What happenned? I became speechless.. for about 5 seconds

Lucky that I managed to bounce back... the forum continued..

The second round...

This is where it get worst.. we are at the stage and i'd seen the audience talking to each other like we are not even here.. i hate that..So I tried to get them to focus!! I made an impression.. a very loud one!!

It was a success..

until....

......................................BLANK!!!...................................

wat de fish happened?

At that time I just couldn't talk... I am out of words again... I was ashamed and embarassed... Especially to my team mates.. The moderator just continued to the other guy.

The incident become a very good lesson to me... You are never too good.. it is all depends on God. The moral here is we should not let ourselves become arrogant, overconfident and riya'.Arrogance comes to us in a subtle way, sometime we don't even know that we are arrogant..

So be careful

always remember.. to always be humble... JA Na...

The Battle in the Bus

I was on my way to KL that day after visiting my parents in Lumut. I've got to seat behind the driver, which was unusual to me because I've always got the back seat. I like sitting at the back, especially when the ride gets bumpy. We'll be thrown everywhere!

Anyway, i put on my earphones and start listening to my US oldies. After a couple of miles on the road, i then smelled something awful. Yes, that awfully dreaded smell was coming from a burning cigarretes. Now, who would stupid enough to smoke inside an air conditioned bus. Don't they see the NO SMOKING sign inside the bus. To my surprise, the culprit is our very own BUS DRIVER!

For god sake, now what the hell I suppose to do?
We got kids inside the bus inhaling deadly cigarretes smoke and found the one who suppose to prevent this is the smoker himself. What de fish, I've then do some sign languages as if I am very allergic to cigarretes smoke. I coughed and closed my nose like I am diagnosed for a severe asthma. UhuK! Uhuk! Help me!!! (That was exagerated a little)
I don't know if it works as the driver quickly finished off his cigarette. Lucky that I don't have to yell to stop him.

I am still not contempt with the bus driver attitude. It does not need long for my revenge to take place. An explosion of another deadly gas is going to take place!!!

Puuttt....

At least I don't see any NO FARTING sign in the bus. (Fart tu Kentut ya kanak kanak)
The smell is out of this world, even I myself couldn't handle the pressure. Fortunately the bus is still in control and I managed to arrive in KL safe and sound.

Happy Teachers Day

To all teachers around the world, here is a poem I wrote for you...
about someday... read carefully..

Someday

Everyday
You bore me
Everyday
You sickened me
Everyday
You annoys me
Just teach me
Then just let me go


Until Someday
reminded
Disgusted
In guilt
to myself

For not saying thank you
On what you did to me
For not saying sorry
On what I did to you