The Purple Sky

"Yesterday is but today's memory, tomorrow is today's dream" - Khalil Gibran

yeay!

i've finally successfully made a banner for my blog.
it should be nothing for people who are pros,
but for a zero-knowledge person like me,
making the banner feels like crawling in the dark blindfolded..
(i don't even have photoshop to beginwith, haha)
but now that its done, i feel so high..!!

lalalala..

wait till i get my reports all done..i'm gonna try the template pulak.

report! cepatlah siap..!!!


P/S : its already the 7th day. cepatnyeee..masa berlalu..

penah tak dgr orang laungkan azan, cukup merdu.. sampai hati rasa tersentuh..?

bunyi macam pelik, tp time kat sekolah dulu, ada satu suara..,, yg tiap2 kali dier laungkan azan, aku mmg akan terpegun. tiap kali aku dgr aku rasa the world seem to halt, aku akan tutup mata sbb nak hayati alunan yg bagi aku mmg sgt merdu.

tp ironiknye, aku tak pernah tahu siapa tuan punya suara tu, walaupun puas aku bertanya kat org. habis sekolah, aku selalu terfikir adakah aku berpeluang nak dgr laungan azan sesedap tu lagi..

until today.

time solat isya' td. bilal yg berlainan, tapi efek suara yg cukup hebat, hampir buat aku menangis.
Allahuakbar. dan kali ni aku tahu siapa tuan punya suara tu. =)

it was awesome.


it is translated into japanese as "Suuji wa dokushin ni kagiru".
shortened, it is known as 'sudoku'.

its origin stems from an 18th century swiss's mathematician, by the name of Leonard Euler (not japan, mind u)
he devised the latin square, a square 9 x 9 grid in which all the digits from 1 to 9 appear in every row and column--and never got repeated.
it was 1783 at the time.

it was later re-created in the form of puzzle using the concept of latin lquare, by Howard Garns, a retired american architect, and was known as 'the number syndication'
a Japanese puzzle magazine later adopted the puzzle, and it became a hit there.
last year, sudoku became a regular feature in a newspaper in New York, and the rest, is history.
sudoku captured the world, from the west to the east, and then back to the west spanning 26 years from 1979 to 2005.

and to admit that i only discovered it months ago.
even then, i never had my hands on it myself, until last few weeks (when i heard that my friends are all frenzy abt it..)
the result was...wallaahh..>> i am now officially an addict!!
i wonder where have i been all this while..
if only i came to know u sooner..sob..sob..
(apparently sudoku is currently being published daily in nst and the star, but i was not aware of it before.. =P maybe i saw it but didn't take any notice..screw me for only browsing thru papers but not read them properly these days..)

as for the rule, it is actually simple.. complete the grid so that each row, each grid and each 3x3 square within the puzzle contain the numerals 1-9 with each numerals appearing only once.

this is where i get my daily dose of sudoku..!

its the first day of Ramadhan today.

nothing much happened, maybe because i mainly stayed at home.
went to my uncle's (khali hasan) house for iftaar in Bangi.
as i drove thru the highway.. i realized there are a few things about driving on the highway which makes me i nervous, even though i drive on the highway all the time.

1) people who drove CLOSEly behind me, (when i say close, i mean a few feet.. i can see their headlights being so near to mine!) but refuse to overtake nontheless..
2) being overtaken by large/heavy + speeding vehicle (i drive a kancil, so u can imagine how the car will shake whenever that happens)
3) motorcyclist who instead of using the lane allocated, are speeding their hearts out, overtaking most cars as they go along regardless the lane, regardless what car..
4) up front drivers who brakes a lot.

i don't know why, but there are plenty of type 3 drivers/bikers today on the road (i wonder if there's a convoy or something going on) that everytime they pass me by, i went into a shock. (u can't imagine how it feels..terkejut berkali2..) when i finally reached home, i was simply relieved.


i'm thunderstruck. dumbfounded. stupefied. flabbergasted.

my jaw just dropped when suki was announced the winner.
faizal should have won! suki didn't deserve it!! faizal was way..way..waaayyyyy (x249) better than her in every other possible way tonite. i know something was definitely wrong when they announced him as the bottom contender earlier on. but i was dead sure after performing he'll manage to win his way back to the top! i was dead sure!! i even came to a belief that the earlier vote count was just a gimic! when he pulled out the final track with a medley so awesomely performed, i said to myself..this is it. this is the winning point. i even imagined seeing his final formation being made the front cover of tomorrow's newspaper. (i can still picture him now..i sooo love the final formation..it was breathtaking..) poor him. he must have too many fans like me (who loves him so adoringly, but never cast a single vote. i do make myself a point not to commit such act..i love my money too much anyway) but i do love him enough to wish for other people to vote for him instead. lots of other people. =P maybe there are simply more people who thinks like me. haha. maybe that's why. anyway faizal. i love u no matter what. u're a superman. u don't need the 1 million ringgit to make it to the moon. u made me believe in superman.

i was actually thinking of writing abt something else tonite. something rather important which happened earlier today. but now that it boils down to this...everything else doesn't matter anymore. life is bleak.

yep. Ramadhan is getting nearer.

my naqeebah used to say..
-a Ramadhan is like a enrolling into a new madrasah of blessings; where good deeds are not just doubled, but multiplied by 80 times. those who achieve the most are the ones who appreciate its every second. its a training field. to re do all the things that we should have done right, to abide by His restrictions both in actions and absteintion and...to gather as much reward as possible, for He is most gracious during the month! and those who wins at the end of the month is he/she who emerge as a new person, a better person, after a month-long training.

to think that its that time of the year again, i'm actually nervous. i have always been very keen on every starting of Ramadhan. but i actually tend to get demoralized in mid-month, and as the end approaches, became rejuvenated upon thinking i may have wasted to much time, and may not live to see another Ramadhan again. so in those few days that still left, i'll usually try my best to live up the times that i've missed, but almost too often, its already approaching syawal, and its almost too late, so to say. and i'll end up regretting. that's me. but i hope to maintain my high morale from the start till the end this time, i really do.

hope i'll succeed this time..yaaaits!

yep. new home. finally.
people get new feelings as get into their new homes..so this is kind of like it.

nothing much really. just the same old me..and the same old rants.
just a new empty space with a bunch of old furnitures.

p/s: hope this one won't get dispersed into thin air like the old ones did!