Wednesday, November 16, 2011

TOMORROW

our good time after SPM

Days after days, months after months, this blog was left abandoned. Long time before, I'm not updating this blog after I do not have enough story, and enough picture to share. But now, I have a plenty of stuff to share in the interesting ways, but, its proved me that I'm no longer desire to do so. So, just to fill my little time left in home, I wanna share that by tomorrow, I will heading to Seri Iskandar, Perak and the day after tomorrow, finally I'm back to Kedah. Being home in a month of holiday quite interesting. What the most of it is, the experience I've been in Singapore. Sees the world is just awesome! I hope I can widen my step to another country soon.

Having time with best friends is another awesome things too. Everybody on my classmate in SPM take their different path of their life. Haqkim, Fauzan, and Syazwan go through the engineering field, Ohm is on his way to be the rankest military officer, Aqib and Rafie are prepared themselves to be a good educator, and in silence, Haris is on his way too, he wanna be a medical officer, but, I don't know what had happened to So Hou now? No news of him now.

Despite of them, I choose art, hehe, and I swear I do not regret of it.

My greet is, good luck for form 5 students who take SPM right now, choose your path, your future carefully.

Monday, October 10, 2011

A DAY AT HOME

Today, is the second day I'm home and its such a great feeling to me. After months in Kedah, finally semester break arrived at last. In my mind, many of to do's list waiting for queue. Hopefully I can accomplish it in a effective ways. One of it is, to make my blog easy read by anyone and reach my target to made this blog as a medium to share some of my artwork.

My desire is to write a longer post in this blog but I don't know why I can't. I'm no longer effective in doing so. This blog is built about 2 years ago, in order to alter it as a photoblog but I'm kind a ineffective person to do so. Time management is always be a problem since I always paid for the longer time to post a blog post and I hate to do so. My wish is to write a post in a improper way but nice, which in the same time, its save my time, but I don't know that I prefer more to write in a proper ways without any abbreviation of word. Envied to person who masterminded in Blog Serius's blog. His blog is simple and his kind of writing is time efficient and I love this way more.

This a month holiday of mine, I wish to make some of portrait drawing, some research of furniture basics, some of photography work, some of my digital data management, and some of something which beneficial to me.

Monday, September 12, 2011

BERSYUKUR (PART 3)

gambar hanya untuk paparan umum - afiqsyahmiadanan photography

Minggu lepas, aku teringat yang aku ada menghadapi ujian bercakap Bahasa Inggeris (Speaking Test). Ujian tersebut merangkumi sebuah perbincangan melalui topik yang diberikan oleh pensyarah yang bertugas. First sekali, aku terdatang lambat lebih kurang 5 minit seperti waktu yang dijanjikan, uhh aku akui aku silap. Semasa ujian berlangsung, diberi masa, 5 minit untuk persediaan, dan 15 minit untuk waktu perbincangan tersebut. Syukur, lebih kurang 10 saat sebelum waktu persediaan tamat, azan zuhur berkumandang. Apabila sudah azan, aktiviti ujian tersebut diberhentikan seketika. Ini bermakna, aku dan geng dalam kumpulan ujian tuh dapat masa tambahan untuk membuat persediaan, alhamdulillah, dapat aku fikir lagi apa point yang patut aku masukkan untuk ujian itu.

Kemudian aku dan geng bercakap seperti biasa, dan, tamat jer speaking test tu, masa yang dicatatkan adalah 14.59 minit. Masa yang diberikan 15 minit. Ngam-ngam jer. Hahaha, very precise in time management during test. The moral is, control your time because we could to do so, and its a lie when we couldn't do on anything.

Other story I wanna tell you all is, by yesterday, I'm watching a video of a talk given, by a man who born without both legs and both arms. But, he's loving his life because he accept the fate as well. Due to his spirit, he live like a normal, he try to do any normal does. He plays golf, he plays football, he swimming and more. While he does, why us didn't. He said that, its a lie if you (as a normal) couldn't do this, this and this, because, we could do anything, well enough if we have good passion in life. Live your live. Try yourself to click the link given. Watch this, very inspiring.

His videos

He is, Nick Vujicic, and his motto, no arms, no legs, no worries. I'm almost cry after watching his videos. And many respondent on videos cry. Alhamdulillah, I was born normal and healthy. I'm very thankful to be my way. Lastly, do well for any purpose you want to do in this world. Thank you for reading.

Sebelum terlupa, ingin diucapkan, Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri, Maaf Zahir dan Batin.

Monday, August 22, 2011

BERSYUKUR (PART 2)

Penulis ketika menuntut di SK Parit Sulong, darjah 2

Kisah kali ini, aku ingin menyatakan kesyukuran aku untuk bahagian 2. Alkisahnya, ia bermula dari zaman sekolah tadika. Dahulunya aku tak pandai membaca, walaupun kat zaman darjah 1 (1999). Arwah ayah aku sangat garang masa mengajar aku membaca. Teringat waktu cuti akhir tahun sekolah tadika, waktu tu lagi beberapa minggu jer aku nak masuk darjah 1. Ayah aku cikgu, semestinya dia malu kalau anaknya tdak tahu membaca, tapi apakan daya, begitulah aku masa tu. Ayah mengajar aku sehinggakan adik aku yang tidur, terbangun dan takut. Begitu kuat teriakan beliau kerana marahkan aku yang lambat membaca. Buku membaca ketika itu dihempas-hempas kerana lambatnya aku menangkap setiap ungkapan yang dibacakan. Akhirnya, waktu darjah 2, baru lah aku boleh membaca buku cerita dengan elok walaupun lambat.

Begitu juga mak aku, beliau sungguh tegas dalam soal agama, beliau mengajar aku mengaji setiap malam. Aku sangat takut apabila menjelang maghrib, semestinya aku dimarahi kerana aku ni lambat. Menggigil tangan aku bila menunjuk setiap baris ayat yang dibacakan. Setiap kali salah jer, tangan aku dijentik dengan kuat, sakit. Diam-diam, sekarang aku sudah boleh membaca dengan elok. Begitu juga tentang perihal solat, beliau sengat peka dengan kealpaan aku, semestinya dia tanya aku sudah solat ke belum. Akhirnya, aku sudah membudayakan diri aku tentang suruhan solat dalam Islam. Terima kasih mak.

Sebelas tahun kemudian, aku disini. Universiti. Aku boleh membaca dengan lancar, Bahasa Melayu, Jawi, mahupun Inggeris. Aku sangat bersyukur kerana ayah begitu tegas mengajar aku. Sangat bersyukur mempunyai mak yang garang. Bayangkanlah, kalau aku dibelai dengan penuh manja yang tidak bersempadan, macam mana? tak kemana aku. Ibu bapa ni garangnya bertempat, biasalah.

Part 3 will coming soon.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

BERSYUKUR (PART 1)

Gambar menunjukkan penulis yang membuat lawatan di pusat jagaan OKU

Terkenangkan kerja yang banyak, aku menelaah laptop sebab nak ambil mood, sambil memikirkan bila cuti Raya nak tiba (lagi 2 hari). Tengok-tengok laptop, aku terjumpa gambar nih kat facebook. Jadi aku nak share gambar ni kat korang semua. Sebenarnya, aku bersyukur jadi diri aku yang sekarang. Aku tiada masalah duit untuk belajar, mak sangat memahami aku soal kewangan nih. Aku juga tiada masalah untuk belajar, mungkin sebab aku dah berpengalaman tentang perihal pembelajaran aku di sini. Aku sangat berterima kasih kepada arwah ayah, kerana banyak mendedahkan diri aku tentang apresiasi seni, aspek lukisan, Adobe Photoshop, Word buat surat rasmi, Powerpoint, fotografi dan juga grafik. Mungkin ayah aku tidak mengajar aku semua itu, tapi kerana dorongan beliau, aku belajar semua benda tuh kat zaman sekolah.

Lihat gambar diatas, mereka semua adalah kanak-kanak yang syndrome down, autism, dan kurang upaya. Mereka mungkin tak dapat merasa apa yang aku rasa. Aku dapat berjalan dengan sempurna, namun mereka tidak. Aku mungkin dapat berfikir dengan baik, berseronok dengan baik, namun mereka tidak. Jadi, terkenangkan akan nasib kanak-kanak di pusat jagaan tersebut, aku berasa sangat bersyukur kerana dilahirkan dan dibesarkan dengan keadaan yang baik dan sempurna oleh mak dan arwah ayah. Sekian.