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Dyra Hayi
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
that special 'one'
Thursday, October 18, 2012
Don't bump into me :(
#NowPlaying Lies-Big Bang
This post has nothing to do with that music. sorry :) This post is about the one i have my eyes on. The one that catches my attention up till now. i love the feeling when having a crush. but i do really hate the feeling when he has his eyes on someone else. this current boy may be a real crush for me just like when i'm crushing 'udang' before. yeah, he's the last one i do really like before. i can't deny that sometimes i caught my current crush glancing towards me. maybe he just feel uncomfy as i'm staring at him. but this situation will be much painful if he actually does really took a glance towards me. to be particular, i'm always with my girlfriends so it might be that he actually has a crush on any of my girlfriends. boy, that is too hurting. i had experienced this before. please, don't hurt me like this. i'd rather see you in a relationship with someone else but not my girlfriends ! ohmyy i shouldn't stalk you this much. it just make me like you more and more. i'm glad that now u're not in my tutorial. thanks. please, don't bump into me. if i don't see you this often, i'll eventually forget this hurting feeling. let me be in peace. pleaseee, i'm tired of being hurt :(
This post has nothing to do with that music. sorry :) This post is about the one i have my eyes on. The one that catches my attention up till now. i love the feeling when having a crush. but i do really hate the feeling when he has his eyes on someone else. this current boy may be a real crush for me just like when i'm crushing 'udang' before. yeah, he's the last one i do really like before. i can't deny that sometimes i caught my current crush glancing towards me. maybe he just feel uncomfy as i'm staring at him. but this situation will be much painful if he actually does really took a glance towards me. to be particular, i'm always with my girlfriends so it might be that he actually has a crush on any of my girlfriends. boy, that is too hurting. i had experienced this before. please, don't hurt me like this. i'd rather see you in a relationship with someone else but not my girlfriends ! ohmyy i shouldn't stalk you this much. it just make me like you more and more. i'm glad that now u're not in my tutorial. thanks. please, don't bump into me. if i don't see you this often, i'll eventually forget this hurting feeling. let me be in peace. pleaseee, i'm tired of being hurt :(
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
reminder untuk suami isteri
“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.
Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.
So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.
If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who
did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.”
COPIED
ya aku muda untuk post post benda ni. tapi at least sape sape yang terbaca ni mana tau boleh jadi pengajaran untuk diri sendiri. kan ?
Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.
So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.
If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who
did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.”
COPIED
ya aku muda untuk post post benda ni. tapi at least sape sape yang terbaca ni mana tau boleh jadi pengajaran untuk diri sendiri. kan ?
Saturday, August 11, 2012
Social Networks
yeahh. first social network yang aku sign up, cuba teka apa ?? of course laa that lame Myspace. muehehe and then start laa sign up friendster, facebook, tumblr, twitter, blogger, hi5, blablablabla and many more. dulu aku selalu express my feeling, my experience, my future plans in this belog kesayangan. tapi hari demi hari, aku mula lupakan blog lalu beralih ke twitter untuk express my feelings and share my stories. for picture, i'll just share it in instagram. see, teknologi silih berganti hari demi hari. and technology really made me forget bout the old ones. yeahh the first time i try tweeting, yeah, i do feel some privacy. tapi bila dah makin lama, makin banyak following, makin banyak followers, twitter is not a safe site anymore. i know, some of the people start their relationship thru these social networks seperti yang berlaku pada Cik Najwa Latipp kita, cinta muka buku bagai. tapi actually these networks will sometime break the bonds of some relay. yeah kita never realised this. actually, perkara ni berlaku dikalangan kami. our clique. all of this started when these two ppl started signing up their Twider account. ntah laa nak cakap macam mana. tapi since dorang ni ada twider, macammacam yang melanda our friendship. and now this is the climax. i don't know what to do. i have ZERO idea. so, aku nak biarkan je perkara ni because i believe that someday, we'll be fine ;) harapnya ada yang mengalah because in a friendship, we must be the one to let down our ego. try mengalah. bila pergaduhan ni settle, one day, we'll be the closest friend ever !
kay for the second setoghi, semalam first time ever aku drive jauh, malam and without ayah. terganggu emosi la cakap pasal ni. forget it ! ==' rasa tak sedap hati. something wrong somewhere. Ya Allah tolong lah aku. permudahkanlah urusan ini. Aminnnn
kay for the second setoghi, semalam first time ever aku drive jauh, malam and without ayah. terganggu emosi la cakap pasal ni. forget it ! ==' rasa tak sedap hati. something wrong somewhere. Ya Allah tolong lah aku. permudahkanlah urusan ini. Aminnnn
probbie,
Dyra Haiyi
Monday, July 16, 2012
while while away~
yeah it's been a while since my last entry in this blog which is already full of dust. haha every seconds memang terdetik nak update. tapi perasaan malas tu sentiasa menghalang aku untuk terus bergerak menuju ke blogger.com. hehe i'm so showyyy. this is my latest update :
- habis SPM (krik krik)
- Educamp UTP (i'll tell about this later :p)
- dapat masuk UTP. Alhamdulillah
- course ICT :)
yesyes peeps, i am one of the UTP student. apa UTP tu ?? hah apa apa ?? UTP tu actually shortform untuk universiti tanjung piandang Universiti Teknologi Petronas, Toronto Tronoh, Perak. 45 minit je dari rumah. haha sadis betul. haih.
sejak aku masuk UTP ni, ada some friends yang selama ni dah lama tak tegur but out of sudden dia tegur dengan gaya yang sangat friendly. taktau laa sebab i was in UTP ke apa. haha babe i hate being treated like that. don't be too materialistic puhlease. sebab benda ni tak kekal lama. memang la at the first place bila sebut UTP je mesti semua orang rasa gempak gila. firstfirst aku pun rasa macam tu jugak (kantoi) tapi actually UTP ni sama je dengan manamana institusi lain. asalkan kau dapat sambung belajar. sama je. andand ada sesetengah makhluk ni dia rasa downgraded bila nak cakap dengan aku sebab i'm a UTPian. oh babe, jangan laa macam tu. macam mana kau kenal aku dulu, macam ni jugak laa aku sekarang. jangan laa kau ingat aku akan berubah hanya disebabkan aku masuk UTP ni. okay ??
fine, malam ni saya taknak beremosi di teratak indah saya ini :) ouh nak share sikit, ni words trending untuk batch MAY12 kitorang. haha gila trending kot. :
- untunglaa
- pon bolehh
- krik krik
- LOL
- thinking skill
- green bug. haha
kay dah tak ingat dah. tapi yang i just mention tu semua sangat trending. hewhew till we meet in the next entry y'all ;D
utpian,
Dyra Haiyi
Saturday, May 5, 2012
UiTM TESL Foundation Interview
15 April 2012.
yeayy.
akhirnya akan ada reunion !! horay horay horay *tarian keling* cepat
teka reunion apa ?? CEPAT CEPAT. sape cepat... tak dapat apa-apa !
hahaha jangan sedih ya anakanak sekalian :) ha! ni mek nak bagitau ni,
pada tarikh yang tertera diatas, kami, iaitu pihakpihak dan ahliahli
SEKOLAH RENDAH AL-HIDAYAH 94 (SRAH) akan berjumpa dantapi, langit tak selalunya indah. rupa-rupanya I WAS NOT BE ABLE to join that reunion ! tsk tsk tsk ni nak lari Bangladesh ni :(
on that date, i was offered to go for interview. yeah interview. yelaa interbiu tulaa cik jah oi. interbiu apa ? ha, gua dapat pegi interview Asasi Tesl di UiTM. tempat interbiu pulak, mak datok, jauh kot !!! dekat UiTM Shah Alam. so, i might not be able to join the fun of the reunion, but the absence of it for a good cause at least. jadi, terubat laa hati gua. yelaa gua memey target nak pi TESL kat UiTM pon. jadi i wont even dare to reject it. yang penting for that reunion, i had done my job at the best level so that my work will replace me there. haha macam tak logik je ==. okay, so disini saya ingin menghuraikan pengalaman sehari berinterbiu disana. ya, cik jah, interbiu tu laa, INTERBIU TULAA CIK JAH OI !
okay, interview aku start pukul 2.00 petang. jadi kami bertolak dari Ipoh pagipagi lagi. so, we arrived there at 1.30 p.m. if i'm not mistaken. then, we headed straight to the Main Campus of UiTM Shah Alam sebab i thought Fakulti Pendidikan must be in that campus laa kot. jadi, kami pusing laa satu campus tu. dah la besar. aku dah cuak dah. waktu terus berdetik. dah almost 2.00 p.m. but we still didnt found it ! jadi ibu pun cakap laa dekat ayah suruh tanya pak guard yang comel dan manis di pintu pagar campus tersebut.
ihsan Uncle Google. hai pak cik guard !
nasib baik laa pegi tanya pak cik guard tu. kalau tak memang laa takkan jumpa sampai koma. ruparupanya Fakulti Pendidikan tu dekat luar main campus. if im not mistaken, just beside INTEC. then kami pun mencari laa and finally we made it ! yeay ! jom lompat sambil dangdut. hewhew
jadi, sekarang kita terus ke sesi interview. okay firstly, bila sampai je sana, benda yang paling penting untuk kita buat ialah, pergi tandas ! kay joke. jangan marah naa :B okay, mulamula sekali kita kena check nama dekat name lists yang dia ada tampal dekat sana. why we should check it first ? because those lists will show which panel you are in. then, tunggu those staffs call you to line up before checking in for exam. what ??? EXAM ?? HELL NO !! yes, whatever it is, you have to face it. dont worry. its easy :) okay exam dia ada dua section which are Section A and Section B. Section A : 15 questions based on text. alaa A B C je. objektif. kalau tak yakin sangat, bawak je dadu. (eh jangan guna dadu tau! tak baik. hihi) Section B pulak, you have to do an essay. AN ESSAY. yes, an essay. alaa satu essay je. tapi rasanya time tu semua orang pegang pen kekok kekok je. yelaa dah berapa bulan tak pegang pen. haha macam haritu i got 'what are the benefits of using social networks such as facebook and myspace ?' then essay dia tak panjang sangat pun. bila dah habis masa tu, dia akan panggil kita ikut panel and dia akan bawak kita dekat tempat menunggu.
now, THE INTERVIEW. actually interview dia SANGAT SENANG. dan sangat kejap. sorang 10 minit je dalam tu. you will be interviewed by two interviewer. not to worry sangat laa interview ni, dia banyak ask about yourself, your family, your life semua. macam sembang je dengan interviewer tu. but, sadly, i did bad in my interview. sebab i prepare for something more challenging. so i ended up stammering in front of the interview. that was sad ! but please, BACA CURRENT NEWS ! semua orang tak terlepas dengan soalan tu. dia siap tanya macam ni :
" do you read news ?? "
" do you watch news ?? "
aku rasa nak pitam ==
jadi, banyakbanyak laa baca paper and tengok berita ye. lagi satu, during the interview kalau boleh JANGAN KELUAR SEBIJIK PUN PERKATAAN MELAYU. thats a bonus if you speak with full english.
for me, pasts are history. jadi, i'm just hoping that i will pass with flying colours. pray for me :)
cool person,
Dyra Haiyi
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