Romantic thoughts..
5:04 PM

Romantic thoughts huh...

This morning, i saw somewedding pictures of de daughter of a business tycoon. The wedding was real nice..from the pictures, u could see a luxuriosly decorated room filled with RED ROSES. *sigh* That's sooo she felt like a princess walking down the aisle with her "prince charming". Some people are plain lucky!

And it didn't help that she's so pretty and graceful. I mean i've seen her in person before (at someone's wedding) and she is this soft-spoken, gracious type of a lady. Like a real princess supposed to be ... ;-)


Hmmm...just once, i wish i could be with my Prince Charming in this beautiful room filled with millions and millions of BEAUTIFUL RED ROSES. Just us (and the waiters la, dun get any ideas heh)..having a candle light dinner, melodious music in the background..the air filled with the perfume of roses.

My prince charming sitting across from me..Upon looking into his eyes, i would see so much love in it, and it's all for me....

He'd then hand me a bouquet of red roses ( again??is there not enuff in de room oledi?..) and when i reached inside, i'd find a beutiful diamond ring waiting to be put on my finger..(well, they do say diamond is forever, didn't they? *wink*wink*)

*sigh again* how romantic...

Now, i know it sounds sooo ordinary. Undoubtedly, many of u girls have experienced this kinda things. All i can say is...LUCKY YOU!!! I guess the rest of us who haven't would just have to cross our fingers and wishing hard that our man would one day have a romantic-seizure and make our dreams come true. *Sigh* Wishing hard it's not just a wishful thinking..

To tell the truth, i'm not the one who'd go ga-ga over all these romantic scenes depicted in those love scenes we see in movies. I'd be just as happy with a simple "I love you" or a bar of chocolate personally delivered to my house by Prince Charming whenever i feel like eating it. ;-) But girls will be girls. And i bet ALL GIRLS would LURrRrrRVE to be pampered once i a while, don't we?

Now that the thought of being showered with BEAUTIFUL ROSES has got to my head, poor Amin will have to endure weeks of verbal tortures on how unromantic he could get - or at least until i could find some other thoughts to torture him with. Evil me!!

But seriously, i'd love to be surprised with a bouquet of RED ROSES once in a while... so you!..take note...*wink*wink*

~The Urban Factor~

Sheikh Ahmad Deedat
2:51 PM

Deedat was considered by many as more a scholar of the Bible than the Qur'an.

CAIRO, August 8, 2005 ( –

Famed Muslim preacher and debater Sheikh Ahmed Deedat died Monday, August 8, at 87, leaving behind a legacy of propagating Islam and defending it against missionaries.Founder of the Islamic Propagation Center International (IPCI) in Durban, South Africa, Deedat distributed more than twenty million copies of his books and audio tapes free of charge for the purpose of da`wah.

In South Africa where he lived, hundreds of people have entered Islam Including a large number of missionaries.He delivered lectures all over the world and successfully engaged Christian Evangelists in public debates.One of his most famous debates was “Was Christ Crucified?” when he impressively debated Bishop Josh McDowell in Durban in 1981.Famous books by Deedat included "The Choice - Between Islam and Christianity; "Is the Bible God’s Word?"; "Al Qur’an the Miracle of Miracles" ; "What the Bible says about Muhammad (PBUH)?"; and "Crucifixion or Cruci-Fiction?"Deedat, who was born in 1918 in the Indian district of Surat, has been bedridden since 1996 when he suffered a serious stroke.

Excellent DebaterIn 1986, Sheikh Deedat was awarded the King Faisal International Prize for Service of Islam.Sheikh Deedat did not have much formal schooling, but he was self-taught through experience and had a penchant for reading, debating, discussion, and a profound sense of commitment to a mission and goal, according to his Web site.He was driven and goal oriented. He was focused and never let up until the job was done. He was sharp, perceptive, forthright, fiery, and daring in his challenge of those whom he debated particularly against those who equal his missionary zeal and sense of audacity, the Web site added."Formal schooling did not destroy his creative prowess, his tenacity, ambition, drive, and sheer daring to swim upstream."Sheikh Deedat was considered by many as more a scholar of the Bible than the Qur'an and was more familiar and adroit with its teachings.

He had an insight and perspective of the Bible which made many Christians he came into contact with rethink and re-examine their faith, particularly those aspects of the Bible and the Qur'an that deal with the divine mission and life of Prophet Jesus, the Web site says.

In 1986, the King Faisal Foundation awarded the King Faisal International Prize for Service of Islam to Deedat. He shared the prize with prominent French Muslim intellectual and philosopher Roger Garaudy.When he suffered a stroke, he lost his speech, his most potent gift that he used so effectively in his debates to propagate Islam.He delivered his last lecture in Sydney, Australia, in 1996 just before his chronic illness. The lecture was considered to be one of his most passionate talks.

~The Urban Factor~

5:28 PM

What do u do when:

1) There's no one else in the office but you??
2) You're free, ah well..there ARE works to be done but nothing that can't be postponed?? ;-p
3) You've exhausted the curiosity to read other people's blog and ponder about their lives??

Haaa!!Help!! I dunno what else to do..and it doesn't help that i could find nothing interesting to blog about.

And as much as a "keypoh" that i am.. i think i've reach my daily limit of reading bout other people's life..

Oww!Please..gimme some suggestions guyz..i still have half an hour before i can punch out and drag my fat ass back home..


~The Urban Factor~

What's your Goddess Identity??
10:15 AM

Nur, you're a Muse!

Known for your creative powers, you Muses are the poets and musicians of life, the patrons of the fine arts. It's funny, though — even with your inspirational prowess, you're probably not the type to boast about your guitar-strumming skills, or your latest published book of verse.While it's great when people flock to you for ideas, there probably is a part of you that prefers to blend in sometimes — whether dressing in muted shades or staking out a one-on-one conversation at parties and social events. But try as you might not to hog the spotlight, others can't help but notice you. Must be hard to be such a goddess! (Well, what else can i say, muahahaha!)

Despite any lingering modesty, you might be surprised at how much your mere presence can help improve the lives of those around you by infusing them with ideas and good thoughts. With that kind of healing energy, your inspirational ways have the potential to change the world, Muse. Whether you're scribbling sonnets, boogying with your friends, or drawing your own constellations — you're tapped in. So keep your eyes wide open to the possibilities and let that inspiration flow!

~The Urban Factor~

Addictive friends...
4:23 PM

I called Amin just a couple of minutes ago. Hearing the rustle of winds against the phone, i was prompted to ask where he was heading to. And apparently, the direction is towards the smoking room.

And suddenly, it made me ponder..

There are two things in life Amin's addicted to. One is cigarette; and I can understand why he's sooo addicted to it (which is due to the addictive substance-nicotine or whatever sh*t it is). The other thing is his FRIENDS....and i can't for the life of me figure out what's so addictive about them. I'm not saying that he's got lousy friends, no i'm not. They're actually kinda cool people but no matter how cool ur friends are, can it reach the point of getting addicted to??.Heck!!Do people actually get addicted to their friends??

Here now. I'm not writing about just one friend of his or a couple of friends in particular. I'm talking bout all of them.

From the first time i got to know Amin, he is very much of the loyal-friend type. Back when he was still in the Uni, his hang-out gang were my brother; Awis and another ex-school mate of mine; Zam. They spent so much time together, people actually dubbed them "The 3 Stooges". I even went out on a date with him acompanied by my brother. And believe it or not, when I started going out with Amin, they vowed that no matter what will happen between Amin and I, they won't let it affect their friendship. That's how close they were..

Then, the university days ended.Everybody went their own ways and lead their own lives. Circle of friends changed...

Started his working days in Penang, he began to get very close to Boy-as we called him. They went everywhere together, shared stories and secrets (hmmm...mesti banyak secret yang share ngn Boy but not with me kan???HumMmpphh!!). They were almost like ants and sugar "Dimana ada semut di situ ada gula"..Never did a day passed by without him mentioning Boy's name to me. And i always teased him bout it.."Pi la kawin ngn Boy tu". He thought i was jealous of Boy, but the truth is i admired their friendship.

Looking at them, i was transferred back to the time when i used to be able to confide EVERYTHING to my best friends. But after going through many painful and ugly experiences, being exposed to people with different kind of manners, i became more and more detached and reserved. I no longer trust people as easily as i used to.....

And that's the price i had to pay for growing up i.e Losing the intimate feelings i used to share with my best girls. i wish i could freeze the time when i was still in school. I miss those days terribly, i miss u gurls and i miss our silly jokes. I miss sharing those so-called secrets of those silly high school crushes, i miss daydreaming about the crushes. Heck! I even miss the tingly feeling i got everytime i received letters from one of those crushes-though i dun miss him. (So Amin, dun u dare getting the wrong idea here!I miss the feeling; not the person..okay??)

Having contemplated the subject, i arrived to the conclusion that Yes! indeed, one does get addicted to one's friends. It's only how u handle urselves that determines how addicted u can get to them. Some people might be more introvert than others, thus they'd have a smaller group of intimate friends. Others would need a large circle of friends to keep them happy and content. They're even those who feels like they're happy being with themselves that they don't need any friends to gain blissful lives.

What about me??? I DO need friends and i can't live without them. Only, i'm an introvert kinda person, so i need only a small group of friends to keep me happy. Not that i dun like to make friends, i do. But the point is, i need only be in present of some close friends to keep my day blissful.

And I'm lucky to have a love who's also my BEST friend....Oho! Now i figure out why just talking to Amin about nothing on the phone made me giddy with pleasure. No!Not because he's my love..but because he's my BEST FRIEND!! I'm addicted to you... best friend! :-)

~The Urban Factor~

Who's the terrorist now??
3:19 PM

Click chart to enlarge. Source: Remember These Children.

123 Israeli children have been killed by Palestinians and 686 Palestinian children have been killed by Israelis since September 29, 2000.

“The majority of these [Palestinian] children were killed and injured while going about normal daily activities, such as going to school, playing, shopping, or simply being in their homes. Sixty-four percent of children killed during the first six months of 2003 died as a result of Israeli air and ground attacks, or from indiscriminate fire from Israeli soldiers.” - Catherine Cook

The Israeli government and military receive $15,139,178* from the U.S. every day; Palestinian NGO’s receive $232,290** from the U.S. each day.

This number is based on research done by Richard H. Curtiss and others at the Washington Report. They have found that Israel receives 12.2% more than $3 billion directly alloted to them in economic and military aid. See The Cost of Israel for a complete discussion of U.S. assistance to Israel.

p/s : And they still have the guts to label us Muslims as "Terrorist"..huh?The guts of these people! >:-(

~The Urban Factor~

What's your True Colour??
9:43 AM

Nur, your true color is Green!

You're green, the color of growth and vigor. Good-hearted and giving, you have a knack for finding and bringing out the best in people. Green is the most down-to-earth color in the spectrum — reliable and trustworthy. People know they can count on you to be around in times of need, since your concern for people is genuine and sincere. You take pride in being a good friend. For you, success is measured in terms of personal achievement and growth, not by status or position. Rare as emeralds, greens are wonderful, natural people. It truly is your color!

p/s : haha, patut la buat blog pon guna green template..btw, those who feel like taking the test click here, but i'm not sure whether u've gotta be in the tickle network or not before ur allowed to do it. Xpala, just try maaa....

~The Urban Factor~

About Dajjal..
3:52 PM

I stumbled upon this description of Dajjal from someone else's blog. Most of us have heard bout Dajjal for countless of time, yet somehow all of it remains a story (speakng for myself here). It's like "masuk telinga kiri keluar telinga kanan". Hari ni beria2 takut, but comes tomorrow buat dosa lagi...*sigh* So that's why we (myself specifically) need all the reminder we could get... so that when Dajjal make his appearance, we won't be fooled by him..we won't be his followers and desert Allah s.w.t..Let's pray that we'll be living our lives in Islam and and die as a Muslim as well. InsyaAllah...

"He will emerge between Shaam and Iraq, and his emergence will become known when he is in Isfahaan at a place called Yahudea. The Yahudis (Jews) of Isfahaan will be his main followers. Apart from having mainly Yahudi followers, he will have a great number of women followers as well.

He will have with him fire and water, but in reality the fire will be cold water while that what appears to be cold water will in reality be a blazing fire. Those who obey him will enter "his Jannat" while those who disobey him will enter "his Jahannam." There will be a thick fingernail-like object in his left eye.

The letters "Kaa" "Faa" "Raa" will appear on his forehead and will be deciphered by all Mu'mineen regardless of them being literate or not. He will have a wheatish complexion. He will travel at great speeds and his means of conveyance will be a gigantic mule.

It is said that he will play beautiful music which will attract the music lovers. (So take this as precautions...let's not be a person who "can't live without music"..kalau dah can't live without music, esok2 Dajjal deprived us of our "music", kita nak ikut dia la..coz kalau tak, nanti kita takble hidup (can't live)??Camna tu??...hmmm...something for me to ponder tonite ....)

Dajjal will lay claim to prophethood. He will then lay claim to Divinity. He will perform unusual feats. He will travel the entire world. He will send down rains upon those who believe in him, which in turn will cause good crops to grow, trees to bear fruit and cattle to grow fat. He will cause drought to those who disbelieve in him, resulting in starvation and hardship for them.

During those trying times the Mu'mineen will satiate their hunger through the recitation of Subhanallah and La'ilaha Ilallahu. The hidden treasures will spill forth at his command. He will stay on this Earth for a period of forty days; the length of the first day will be one year, the second day will be equal to one month, the third day will be equal to a week and the remaining days will be normal. He will be unable to enter Makkah because the Malaikah will be guarding the Holy City and nor will he be able to enter Madina because there will be Malaikah guarding each of the seven entrances to Madina; From Madina he will proceed towards Shaam where Imaam Mahdi will be stationed. Finally Isa (A.S.) will descend from the heavens and pursue him and eventually kill him at present day Lydda (Baad Lud).

from: "Signs of Qiyamah"
by Mohammed Ali Ibn Zubair Ali

p/s : takut gak, skarang ni kalau lapar skit pon dah merungut, nanti2 mampu ka nak hadapi starvation tu kalau tak betul2 bergantung pada Allah kan??...

~The Urban Factor~

kadang2 kita terlupa......
8:20 PM

Mungkin kita terlupa dgn artikel ini. Detik-detik Rasulullah SAW Menghadapi Sakaratul Maut. Ada sebuah kisah tentang cinta yang sebenar-benar cinta yang dicontohkan Allah melalui kehidupan Rasul-Nya.
Pagi itu, walaupun langit telah mulai menguning, burung-burung gurun enggan mengepakkan sayap. Pagi itu, Rasulullah dengan suara terbatas memberikan kutbah, "Wahai umatku, kita semua ada dalam kekuasaan Allah dan cinta kasih-Nya. Maka taati dan bertakwalah kepada-Nya. Ku wariskan dua perkara pada kalian, Al-Qur'an dan sunnahku. Barang siapa mencintai sunnahku, bererti mencintai aku dan kelak orang-orang yang mencintaiku, akan masuk syurga bersama-sama aku." Khutbah singkat itu diakhiri dengan pandangan mata Rasulullah yang tenang dan penuh minat menatap sahabatnya satu persatu.
Abu Bakar menatap mata itu dengan berkaca-kaca, Umar adanya naik turun menahan nafas dan tangisnya. Usman menghela nafas panjang dan Ali menundukkan kepalanya dalam-dalam. Isyarat itu telah datang, saatnya sudah tiba. "Rasulullah akan meninggalkan kita semua," keluh hati semua sahabat kala itu. Manusia tercinta itu, hampir selesai menunaikan tugasnya di dunia. Tanda-tanda itu semakin kuat, tatkala Ali dan Fadhal dengan cergas menangkap Rasulullah yang berkeadaan lemah dan goyah ketika turun dari mimbar. Disaat itu, kalau mampu, seluruh sahabat yang hadir di sana pasti akan menahan detik-detik berlalu.
Matahari kian tinggi, tapi pintu rumah Rasulullah masih tertutup. Sedang di dalamnya, Rasulullah sedang terbaring lemah dengan keningnya yang berkeringat dan membasahi pelepah kurma yang menjadi alas tidurnya.
Tiba-tiba dari luar pintu terdengar seorang yang berseru mengucapkan salam. "Bolehkah saya masuk?" tanyanya. Tapi Fatimah tidak mengizinkannya masuk, "Maafkanlah, ayahku sedang demam," kata Fatimah yang membalikkan badan dan menutup pintu. Kemudian ia kembali menemani ayahnya yang ternyata sudah membuka mata dan bertanya pada Fatimah, "Siapakah itu wahai anakku?"
"Tak tahulah ayahku, orang sepertinya baru sekali ini aku melihatnya,"
tutur Fatimah lembut. Lalu, Rasulullah menatap puterinya itu dengan pandangan yang menggetarkan. Seolah-olah bahagian demi bahagian wajah anaknya itu hendak dikenang. "Ketahuilah, dialah yang menghapuskan kenikmatan sementara, dialah yang memisahkan pertemuan di dunia. Dialah malakul maut," kata Rasulullah, Fatimah pun menahan ledakkan tangisnya.
Malaikat maut datang menghampiri, tapi Rasulullah menanyakan kenapa Jibril tidak ikut sama menyertainya. Kemudian dipanggilah Jibril yang sebelumnya sudah bersiap di atas langit dunia menyambut ruh kekasih Allah dan penghulu dunia ini. "Jibril, jelaskan apa hakku nanti di hadapan Allah?" Tanya Rasululllah dengan suara yang amat lemah. "Pintu-pintu langit telah terbuka, para malaikat telah menanti ruhmu. Semua syurga terbuka lebar menanti kedatanganmu," kata Jibril. Tapi itu ternyata tidak membuatkan Rasulullah lega, matanya masih penuh kecemasan. "Engkau tidak senang mendengar khabar ini?" Tanya Jibril lagi. "Khabarkan kepadaku bagaimana nasib umatku kelak?" "Jangan khawatir, wahai Rasul Allah, aku pernah mendengar Allah berfirman kepadaku: 'Ku haramkan syurga bagi siapa saja, kecuali umat Muhammad telah berada di dalamnya," kata Jibril.
Detik-detik semakin dekat, saatnya Izrail melakukan tugas. Perlahan ruh Rasulullah ditarik. Nampak seluruh tubuh Rasulullah bersimbah peluh, urat-urat lehernya menegang. "Jibril, betapa sakit sakaratul maut ini."
Perlahan Rasulullah mengaduh. Fatimah terpejam, Ali yang disampingnya menunduk semakin dalam dan Jibril memalingkan muka. "Jijikkah kau melihatku, hingga kau palingkan wajahmu Jibril?" Tanya Rasulullah pada Malaikat pengantar wahyu itu. "Siapakah yang sanggup, melihat kekasih Allah direnggut ajal," kata Jibril. Sebentar kemudian terdengar Rasulullah memekik, kerana sakit yang tidak tertahankan lagi. "Ya Allah, dahsyat nian maut ini, timpakan saja semua siksa maut ini kepadaku, jangan pada umatku.
"Badan Rasulullah mulai dingin, kaki dan dadanya sudah tidak bergerak lagi. Bibirnya bergetar seakan hendak membisikkan sesuatu, Ali segera mendekatkan telinganya "Uushiikum bis shalati, wa maa malakat aimanuku", peliharalah shalat dan peliharalah orang-orang lemah di antaramu." Di luar pintu tangis mulai terdengar bersahutan, sahabat saling berpelukan. Fatimah menutupkan tangan di wajahnya, dan Ali kembali mendekatkan telinganya ke bibir Rasulullah yang mulai kebiruan."Ummatii, ummatii, ummatiii?" - "Umatku, umatku, umatku" Dan berakhirlah hidup manusia mulia yang memberi sinaran itu. Kini, mampukah kita mencintai sepertinya? Allahumma sholli 'ala Muhammad wa baarik wa salim 'alaihi. Betapa cintanya Rasulullah kepada kita.
Kirimkan kepada sahabat-sahabat muslim lainnya agar timbul kesedaran untuk mencintai Allah dan RasulNya, seperti Allah dan Rasulnya mencintai kita.
Kerana sesungguhnya selain daripada itu hanyalah fana belaka. Amin....

The Zonan Factor

The Chronicles of "Nur"nia-The Avenger, The Lion and....ermm, The Wardrobe??
2:52 PM

Too many bad and sorrowful things happened to me these past few days...I just wish there'll be no more of those in store for me, at least not in the near future....

The chronicles of the unfortunate events begins a few days back.On Monday to be precise..

Something happened in the afternoon of the 15th August 2005 that made me want to scream until my throat gets raw, but i didn't-of coz- as i was afraid that once i start screaming, i won't be able to stop until only God knows when. So, i resort to crying instead. But it was a very quick one, just shed a few drops of tears (a few "drops"??betoi ka tu?) And then, i started to make plan for revenge.....

There was plan A and plan B, but since i dun have all the resources to carry out plan A, i resort to plan B instead. I couldn't tell here what was the thing happened that made me mad, or what the plans are, as i'm afraid that it could be used against me if those people ever decide to destroy me (wahahaha!Sounds soooo corny eh ;-p)

Anyway, a couple of days after the "unfortunate event", somebody came and explained to me why they do what they did. And i was supposed to believe their so-called logical explanation and just carry on my life like a good, trusting girl they want me to be. But sorry! You messed with the wrong person. I'd never again believe another word out of your mouth even if my life depends on it.

People might think I'm too suspicious and vengeful, but i couldn't just sit there and watch those people taking advantage of my gullibility, could I? Gone were the days when i was trusting and accepting of whatever life dish out for me. Now is the time to fight back and stand for whatever i believe is right for me! Yeah, that's the way girl..(Hahaha macam poyo ja bunyi eh??!)

Anyway, back to the topic..the thing happened made me realize that i need a more stable job and income so as to be able to protect myself from the bad, bad world out there. Thus, the job hunting began......

Though i frequented the jobstreet website on daily basis before, now i start to login to my account religiously, which is to say about 5 times a day. Nowadays, the daily newspaper at home can be found strewn across the hall-my doing!-with me never missing to check out the Star Recruitment pages every night. Registered my name with any Recruitment Consultant i could find online. And i called up friends to do me favours of informing me if there's any JOB VACANCY anywhere that pays higher than what i get paid now..well, can't help it. Today's world is all about money, u need money to do everything...even to get married!!So, eventhough i'm not a very money-minded person, but i still need it in order to support my poor existence in this materialistic world.

And then yesterday afternoon, one of my distant uncle passed away ( innalillahi wainnailai hiraji'un) due to cancer. Too many deaths occuring around me during these few months, takut plak...Ya Allah, panjangkan lah umurku dan kedua ibu bapaku dan keluargaku dalam ketaatan terhadap Mu.Amin!

Anyway, this uncle of mine is called Na Shafie and I wasn't close to him, as we seldom met. But even from our rare encounters, I could tell that he is a very good man, a pious one and down-to-earth. He was so much different from his other siblings, whom are rich, driving flashy cars and wearing flashy clothes. He lived near the mosque at one of the kampung there (i think it's Kampung Dodol but i can't be sure of it), and he frequented the mosque not only for prayers but also to help clean and take care of it. Whenever there were any funeral, he was almost always there to lend a hand to the deceased family. And i was glad that when people talk bout him, there was only good things to be said, Alhamdulillah. Praise to Allah for making His servant a man well-loved.

Anyway, as i didn't attend the funeral in the evening (i was working, i couldn't take time off), I followed my mum to the "tahlil" on the same night. We went with one of my uncle and aunt and their small daughter-Farhana of only 3-4 years old. She's a very cute young lady who is a bit pampered by her parents but in a cute sort of way. She's the only daughter in the family (like me!) so i guess that's why all her brothers and parents pay undivided attentions to her.

By the way, as Farhana was the only close cousin of mine attending the tahlil that night, i decided to stick with her so that i won't feel lost among sea of people there. As i was playing with her , this one lady who just came down to the kitchen came to me and asked "Anak ker ni??" Uwwwwaaaaa!!!!! I was like "Tak laaaaa...." and she was like "Oooo muka sama ingatkan anak la" and my mum cut in "Dah sepupu, muka sama la"...

Now, this wasn't the only time people say that we look alike, but never before anybody came straight away and asked me whether she's my daughter. Darn..Amin keeps on telling me "No, u don't, u look just fine to me" when i asked him whether i look like a makcik or not. But i wonder why these people kept on asking me that sorta question, made me feel like plastering a sign across my forehead saying "I'm an unmarried YOUNG LADY with NO DAUGHTER of my own, YET!" *Sigh* Anyway, when i laughingly told my auntie (her mom) about this, she said that it's because Farhana was holding my hands all the time and sticking to my side..scramblng all over me and asking me this and that..Maybe that's why the lady thought she was my daughter. And hey! I gotta admit that it's nothing weird with a 25 year old lady being married and having a kid on her own, so maybe that's why people keep on confusing my STATUS! (Ayat penyedap hati ja tu..muahahaha!)

Back to the present time, tired as i was, i couldn't go to sleep upon arriving home last nite as i had to prepare a few things for the next day (another eventful day, job-hunting in USM). So, ONLY ffter ironing my clothes and preparing the cert I'd need to bring to USM the next day, did i managed to lie down on the bed and praying to God that tomorrow would be a smooth one for me...before dozing off.....

Waking up at 9 o'clock this morning,(I took half-day leave so i managed to have a bit of a lie in) I took my bath and get ready to go to USM. Went out at almost 10 o'clock without taking my breakfast (tak sempat), i hopped on a Mini Bus to Komtar, and then took a cab to USM. At first I wanted to take a bus there, but looking at lanes and lanes of buses there with people lining up the lanes, i changed my mind. I was afraid that i'd take the wrong bus and get lost in the city, thus wasting my precious, hard-to-get time off from work. Thankfully, the cab fare didn't cost me as much as i thought it would.

Upon arriving at the university, i decided to pay a visit to Soraya's office first as i needed to photocopy a few documents. Besides, being a shy girl (hehehe), i was uncomfortable with the idea of going to see someone i've never even heard of before.

Upon setting my feet in the USM International Office, i saw her at the main area entertaining some foreign dude. Waited in the reception area for almost half an hour before she finished with him. Then, did some stuff -isi borang and all - in her office. Everything went well as i hoped it would be until....

Soraya and I went to see the gentleman i was supposed to see for the position of "Pegawai Tadbir". While she was explaining a few things to him, a boy of my age came in. Now here, u might be wondering why i call him a boy instead of a guy or a man. The truth is, his attitude is what made me call him a boy. He was in the process of applying for a job as "Pegawai Tadbir" as well. Upon seeing me there showing my resume to the gentleman, he immediately became impatient and started throwing a series of pitiful yet irritating insult to me. He was like "Apsal nak mintak keja kat USM, pegi la keja kat UIA tu" and "You buat Landscape Architecture ka dulu?Well, saya buat ARCHITECTURE!" with an arrogance look on his face. So what??U think doing Architecture made u any superior than any other people on earth??Heck, if u are any GOOD, why should u worry about the competition coz everyone will have equal opportunity to try their luck, won't they?

Just imagine, how can someone immature, with that kinda attitude take such a big responsibility to enhance the good name big and well-known institutions. If that kind of person is allowed to fill in the position just because he got a cable there, they'll be the downfall of such organization specifically, and the human races generally. I guess that's why my dad never want to help me or any of my siblings to secure any jobs eventhough he got some powerful friends in a few organizations. He wants us to go through the process of self-improvement until we're competent and good enough to be bestowed with such responsibilities.

Hah..this post is too long already..Better stop now.*Sigh* Wish me luck with my job-hunt everyone!

~The Urban Factor~

When You Divorce Me, Carry Me Out in Your Arms....*sob*sob*
12:26 PM

On my wedding day, I carried my wife in my arms. The bridal car stopped in front of our one-room flat. My buddies insisted that I carry her out of the car in my arms. So I carried her into our home. She was then plump and shy. I was a strong and happy bridegroom.

This was the scene of ten years ago. The following days were as simple as a cup of pure water : we had a kid, I went into business and tried to make more money. When the assets were steadily increasing, the affections between us seemed to ebb. She was a civil servant. Every morning we left home together and got home almost at the same time. Our kid was studying in a boarding school. Our marriage life seemed to be enviably happy.

But the calm life was more likely to be affected by unpredictable changes.....

Dew came into my life. It was a sunny day. I stood on a spacious balcony. Dew hugged me from behind. My heart once again was immersed in her stream of love. This was the apartment I bought for her. Dew said, "You are the kind of man who best draws girls' eyeballs. Her words suddenly reminded me of my wife. When we just married, my wife said, "Men like you, once successful, will be very attractive to girls."

Thinking of this, I became somewhat hesitant. I knew I had betrayed my wife. But I couldn't help doing so. I moved Dew's hands aside and said," You go to select some furniture, O.K.? I've got something to do in the company."

Obviously she was unhappy, because I had promised her to go and see with her. At the moment, the idea of divorce became clearer in my mind although it used to be something impossible to me. However, I found it rather difficult to tell my wife about it. No matter how mildly I mentioned it to her, she would be deeply hurt.

Honestly, she was a good wife. Every evening she was busy preparing dinner. I was sitting in front of the TV. The dinner was ready soon. Then we watched TV together. Or, I was lounging before the computer, visualizing Dew's body. This was the means of my entertainment.

One day I said to her in a slight joking way, "Suppose we divorce, what will you do?" She stared at me for a few seconds without a word.Apparently she believed that 'divorce' was something too far away from her. I couldn't imagine how she would react once she got to know I was serious.

When my wife went to my office, Dew had just stepped out. Almost all the staff looked at my wife with a sympathetic eye and tried to hide something while talking with her. She seemed to have got some hint. She gently smiled at my subordinates. But I read some hurt in her eyes.

Once again, Dew said to me, "He Ning, divorce her,O.K.? Then we live together." I nodded. I knew I could not hesitate any more.When my wife served the last dish, I held her hand. "I've got something to tell you," I said.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 to divorce." I raised a serious topic calmly.She didn't seem to be much annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, "why?".

"I'm serious." I avoided her question. This so-called answer turned her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, "you are not a man!".At 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, because my heart had gone to Dew. 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. I felt a pain in my heart.The woman who had been living ten years with me would become a stranger one day. But I could not take back what I had said.

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.A late night, I came back home after entertaining my clients. I saw her writing something at the table. I fell asleep fast.When I woke up, I found she was still there. I turned over and was asleep again. She brought up her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but I was supposed to give her one month's time before divorce, and in the month's time we must live as normal life as possible. Her reason was simple: our son would finish his summer vacation a month later and she didn't want him to see our marriage was broken.

She passed me the agreement she drafted, and then asked me, "He Ning, do you still remember how I entered our bridal room on the wedding day?" This question suddenly brought back all those wonderful memories to me. I nodded and said, "I remember". "You carried me in your arms", she continued, "so, I have a requirement, that is, you carry me out in your arms on the day when we divorce. From now to the end of this month, you must carry me out from the bedroom to the door every morning." I accepted with a smile.

I knew she missed those sweet days and wished to end her marriage with a romantic form. I told Dew about my wife's divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. "No matter what tricks she does, she has to face the result of divorce," she said scornfully. Her words more or less made me feel uncomfortable.

My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. We even treated each other as a stranger. So when I carried her out for the first day, we both appeared clumsy.Our son clapped behind us, "daddy is holding mummy 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, "Let us start from today, don't tell our son." I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for bus, I drove to office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. We were so close that I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this intimate woman carefully for a long time. I found she was not young any more. There were some fine wrinkles on her face. On the third day, she whispered to me, "The outside garden is being demolished. Be careful when you pass there." On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I seemed to feel that we were still an intimate couple and I was holding my sweetheart in my arms. The visualization of Dew became vaguer. On the fifth and sixth day, she kept reminding me something, such as, where she put the ironed shirts, I should be careful while cooking, etc. I nodded.

The sense of intimacy was even stronger.I didn't tell Dew about this. I felt it was easier to carry her. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. I said to her, "It seems not difficult to carry you now." She was picking her dresses. I was waiting to carry her out. She tried quite a few but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, "All my dresses have grown fatter." I smiled.

But I suddenly realized that it was because she was thinner that I could carry her more easily, not because I was stronger. I knew she had buried all the bitterness in her heart. Again, I felt a sense of pain.

Subconsciously I reached out a hand to touch her head. Our son came in at the moment. "Dad, it's time to carry mum out." He said. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had been an essential part of his life. She gestured our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face because I was afraid I would change my mind at the last minute. I 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, as if we came back to 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. She said, "Actually I hope you will hold me in your arms until we are old." I held her tightly and said, "Both you and I didn't notice that our life was lack of such intimacy."

I jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my decision. I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door. I said to her, "Sorry, Dew, I won't divorce. I'm serious."

She looked at me, astonished. The she touched my forehead. "You got no fever." She said. I moved her hand off my head. "Sorry, Dew," I said, "I can only say sorry to you, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of life, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I understand that since I carried her into the home, she gave birth to our child, I am supposed to hold her until I am old. So I have to say sorry to you." Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into cry.

I walked downstairs and drove to the office. When I passed the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet for my wife which was her favorite. The salesgirl asked me to write the greeting words on the card. I smiled and wrote, "I'll carry you out every morning until we are old."

p/s : *Sob*sob* sangat terharu laaa baca cita ni...and I know Ayu would be moved and would appreciate the story as much as i do...dak gitu Ayu??? ;-)

~The Urban Factor~

Teacher's joke
9:38 AM

TEACHER: Why are you late?
WEBSTER: Because of the sign.
TEACHER: What sign?
WEBSTER: The one that says, "School Ahead, Go Slow."


TEACHER: Cindy, why are you doing your maths sumson the floor?
CINDY: You told me to do it without using tables!


TEACHER: John, how do you spell "crocodile"?
TEACHER: No, that's wrong
JOHN: Maybe it's wrong, but you ask me how I spell it!


TEACHER: What is the chemical formula for water?
TEACHER: What are you talking about?
SARAH: Yesterday you said it's H to O!


TEACHER: George, go to the map and find North America.
GEORGE: Here it is!
TEACHER: Correct. Now, class, who discovered America?
CLASS: George!


TEACHER: Willy, name one important thing we have today that we didn't have ten years ago.


TEACHER: Tommy, why do you always get so dirty?
TOMMY: Well, I'm a lot closer to the ground then you are.


SILVIA: Dad, can you write in the dark?
FATHER: I think so. What do you want me to write?
SYLVIA: Your name on this report card.


TEACHER: Ellen, give me a sentence starting with "I"
.ELLEN: I is...
TEACHER: No, Ellen. Always say, "I am."
ELLEN: All right... "I am the ninth letter of thealphabet."


Teacher: "Can anybody give an example of COINCIDENCE?"
Johnny : "Sir, my Mother and Father got married on the same day same time."

Teacher: "George Washington not only chopped down his father's Cherry tree, but also admitted doing it. Now do you know why his father didn't punish him?"
Johnny : "Because George still had the axe in his hand."

Teacher: Now, Sam, tell me frankly do you say prayers before eating?
Sam : No sir, I don't have to, my mom is a good cook.

Teacher: Desmond, your composition on "My Dog" is exactly the same as your brother's. Did u copy his?
Desmond: No, teacher, it's the same dog!


Teacher: What do you call a person who keeps on talking when people are no longer interested?Pupil : A TEACHER!

p/s : (Lol-rolling on the floor!) Hahaha!Can't help it..These kids are soooooo cute! Yone, jangan marah aaa... ;-p

~The Urban Factor~

This is Gonna Break ur Heart Baby..
3:14 PM

As usual, i got this story from my friendster's bulletin board...

Upon reading it, i knew that I HAVE TO post it in here immediately! And u know why?? Pasai the story ada some similarities with my life, my bf working at call center too, always busy doing soo many things and all. So ni kira nak suruh Mohamed Amin bin Mohamed Yassin baca, learn from the story...and learn to appreciate me more. Haa!Balik keja ngntuk pon jangan tidoq, tahan dulu, call orang...mana tau kot2 i'm in danger or anything..hahaha...

And to all the "busy" guyz out there...appreciate ur gurl before it's too late... ;-p

Jane is a typical college girl who enjoys life to the fullest. She loves her boyfriend so much and texts him every now and then.Mark is Jane's boyfriend who works in a call center in Los Angeles.He's always busy doing so many things. He only manage to reply to Jane's texts when he got off from work.

At one time, Mark receive a message from Jane : "Hi baby ! How are you ? I miss you ! Call my house when u get home..take care ! I loveyou !"Mark ignored the message because he always receive the same message whenever it is time for him to go home from work. "Baby, I miss you...did u eat yet ?! Take care when you get home ! I'll be waiting for your call...I love you !"
"Baby, where are you ?! It's unfair that you dont reply to my texts...well, I'm just gonna wait for your call...I love you !

"Mark reaches home and lay on his bed.The last time he knew is that he's reading Jane's text.He was so tired he fall asleep and wasn't able to return Jane's call. Though he could still hear his phone beeps but he's too tired to take a glimpse at the message.

When he woke up the next day, he remembers that he needs to call Jane.He ignored the messages and dialed Jane's. No one answering in her house. He called up her cellphone and he was surprised that her father answered the call. In his voice you can feel his tears and hear his heart tearing apart.

"Mark, why havent you called ? Jane was waiting for your call all night !"I'm sorry. I fell asleep being so tired from work...I was calling ur house but no one answered. Where are you ? So I can come over."

"Just meet me at Jane's house."Mark went to Jane's house and much to his surprised he saw a lot of people inside.The house were so lighted but he can see the gloomy look on every person there.He was greeted by Jane's mom in tears.She hug him tight and cried on his shoulders."

Jane was waiting for you. She didnt come with us because she was waiting for your call.She was killed by robbers that broke into our house. She's gone, Mark. She's gone."

"Thats impossible...she texted could this happen ?!"Mark can't look who's inside the coffin. He can't move and it feels like his whole body is stuck on the chair he's seating on.He wanted to cry but it seems that something is blocking his tears from falling down. He turned to his phone and read the messages from Jane.

"Baby, I'm not coming with my mom and dad..I'm just gonna wait for your call...."

"Baby...I'm so scared...It seems like theres someone downstairs...please call me now !"

"Babe....someones here...they might kill me...please call me now, where are you ?I need you here..!!"
"Baby....I love you !..."

He wanted to shout and cry so loud. It's true that Jane is waiting for his call. Up to her last breath she only thinks about him. He stared at Jane inside the coffin. Suddenly tears starts flowing down his cheeks. He can't say anything.

The only words he uttered..."My baby, I'm so sorry ! I could have known, I could have fought for you ! I'm really sorry !I love you so much !"

Hmm...well, things like this could be happening to anyone of us u know...So, appreciate ur loved ones... ;-)))

~The Urban Factor~

The State of Panicking!!!
2:06 PM

This incident happened yesterday....

As always, my brother came fetch me at the office during lunch time. And as usual for us whenever my mum's "on leave" from cooking(hehehe), we'd stop at one of the stall on the way back to buy some dishes to be brought home.

So we stopped again yesterday...

And i bought some packed drinks to be brought home too.When it was ready, the daughter of the lady selling the drinks came to me, bringing the drinks with her...And then, she shouted at the top of her lung "Makciiikk, air dah siap!!"...Man!!!I was never more embarassed in my life. I mean like, I was sooo used to remarks like "You look younger than your age" that when that girl actually call me a "Makcik" felt like i was jolted from a long, peaceful slumber..But the impact didn't hit me harder than it did today.....


Just like yesterday, my bro came fetch me again and we stopped at the stall, i ordered the "teh ais" and stood there waiting.....

And suddenly...

Kakak jual Air : Adik keja kat mana??
Me : Kat belakang ni ja...kat sblah Menara Perdana tu..
Kakak jual Air : Oooh kat situ...ehhmm..."husband" keja situ gak ka??
Me : Huuhhhh??????????????
Kakak jual Air : (thinking that i didn't heard her d first time, repeated d question) husband keja situ gak ka??
Me :Hah??Errrmmmm...takk..tu adik saya, dia fetch saya time lunch ja..
Kakak jual Air : (senyum termalu) ooo yaka...ingat husband tadi...

Then I started to panic...

I was like " i really look like a married lady??Do i look like a makcik???" Uwwwwaaaaa......

I know i'm already 24, going to be 25 at the end of the year. But that doesn't mean that i have to be married rite?? I mean if they're judging it from the age, then at least i'd be more comforted coz some people have this idea that everyone by the age of 24-25 would already be married..Thus i wouldn't mind it that much...

But what if it's me...what if it's my appearance that made me look as if i'm a "married makcik"???Goshh!!!Help! I dun wanna look like a makcik, coz I AM NOT A MAKCIK!!!Am I????? UuUwWwwWaaAaAaaa!!!

Please guyz...tell me do u think i really look like a makcik????Honest answer please!!

And NO MICKEY! I dun wanna hear u telling me to get married cepat2. I'll do it when I'm ready, please! ;-p

~The Urban Factor~

If you love someone.....
5:23 PM

If you love someone,
Set her free...
If she comes back, she's yours,
If she doesn't, she never was....


If you love someone set her free ...
If she ever comes back, she's yours,
If she doesn't, as expected, she never was

If you love someone set her free ...
Don't worry, she will come back.

If you love someone set her free ...
If she ever comes back, ask her why.

If you love someone set her free ...
If she doesn't come back within some time forget her.

If you love someone set her free ...
If she doesn't come back, continue to wait until she comes back ...

If you love someone set her free ...
*If she comes back, and if you love her still, set her free again, repeat *

If you love someone set her free,
In fact, all living creatures deserve to be free!!

If you love someone set her free,
Clause 1a of Paragraph 13a-1 in the Second Amendment of the Matrimonial
Freedom Act clearly states that...

If you love someone set her free,
If she comes back,
I think we can charge her for re-installation fees but tell her that she's also going to get an upgrade.

If you love someone set her free,
She'll evolve.

If you love someone set her free,
If she loves you, the probability of her coming back is high
If she doesn't, your relation was improbable anyway.
Schwarzenegger's Fans:
If you love someone set her free,

If you love someone don't set her free.

If you love someone set her free
by Offering her VRS and other benefits Then out source her.

If you love someone set her free
instantaneously and look for others simultaneously

If you love someone set her free
If she comes back her super ego is dominant
If she doesn't come back her id is supreme
If she doesn't go, she must be crazy.

If you love someone set her free
If she comes back it's a nightmare
If she doesn't, you must be dreaming.

If you love someone set her free
If she comes back, map her into your system
If she doesn't, carry out a gap-fit analysis

If you love someone set her free
If she comes back, its time to look for fresh loans
If she doesn't, write her off as an asset gone bad.

If you love someone set her free
If she comes back she has brand loyalty
If she doesn't, reposition the brand in new market

The Zonan Factor

Is that really how my mind works???
5:22 PM

9th August 2005 - Tuesday

Gosh! How tough can it get?? *sigh*

I'm sooo depressed...and demotivated...and dispirited...and feeling worn out..jaded...and IT'S ONLY THE 4th DAY OF MY TELEMARKETING JOB!! I can't believe it, i feel as if i've been doing it for a year! haha..okie that may be a bit exaggerating...but...*sigh*..i feel drained...seriously.. :-(

I only managed to make 10 calls today, and it were ten long calls that wore me out...i know y'all must be like " Hello!!U only hafta talk to people on the can that be tiring"..well, if u dun believe me..u try call people and SELL PRODUCTS to them on the phone! it's tough man!moreover, i hafta sell something that cost a small fortune...and unlike the Koreans, Malaysian definitely don't buy anything unless they can see and touch it FIRST-myself included. ;-)

My call quota is actually 20 calls per day. But i haven't reach the target so far, i mean like i've got to do other things around here too how am i gonna do it within the limited time? I assure u that it'll very hard to make 20 calls per day and manage to get at least 2 appointments. No no! i can't do no no...(sigh-i'm sooo demotivated!!)

Thankfully, there was one GOOD news conveyed to me just now-i hope more of these will come along the way to help boost my spirit to do works around here! Anyway, the good news is that Doris went for the appointments i got for her this morning, and she told me that one of them is a good prospect. He's requesting for a multifunction colour and B&W machines. I hope she'll be able to close the deal a.s.a.p. Aha!!....i'm counting my commission!!Can u see the imprint of RM$$$ in my eyes???????Hahaha... ;-p

The ISO Auditing has been postponed to tomorrow. Apparently, the auditor wants everyone-meaning every employee to be present during the auditing session. Well....too bad we can't just disappear into thin air..hehehee..

10th August 2005 - Tuesday

*Yawn*..Waaa i'm sooo darn sleepy!

Hmm...we'd gone through the ISO auditing session and i think every thing went well. The auditor, Richard Feng is a chinese from China but came to work here only a few months back. He's a nice man, with cool demeanour. Very soft spoken. I didn't have to answer lotsa question, thank God! I was afraid that i might spoil it for them by answering the questions wrongly...hehehe...

One thing settled then! Fuuuhh...lega..

Now to the telemarketing again..i'll start in a quarter of an hour's time.Wish me luck!!

Btw...there's this test i took about some Feng Shui thingy...i don't believe in feng shui of coz, but it was fun! And i daresay that most of the answer is parallel to my life! and here's what it says about my mind....(It's a song by Coldplay-Clock)

Lights go out and I can’t be saved
Tides that I tried to swim against
Have bought me down upon my knees
Oh I beg, I beg and plead
Come out of things unsaid
Shoot an apple off my head
And a trouble that can’t be named
A tiger’s waiting to be tamed

You are...
Confusion that never stops
The closing walls and the ticking clocks
Gonna come back and take you home
I could not stop, that you now know
Come out upon my seas
Cursed missed opportunities
Am I part of the cure
Or am I part of the disease

You are...
And nothing else compares
You are ....
home.. where I wanted to go

~The Urban Factor~

10:58 AM

The weekend was a very fine one for me..coz i got to see lots and lots of my dahling!!hehehe...we went out on Saturday, then AGAIN on Sunday...bestnya...(dreamy look)..hehehe angau la konon..;-p

BTW, my dad read the Harry Potter HBP book!! I got kinda ticklish when i saw him reading it..i mean all these while he was always reading all the Islamic books, and even when he reads fictions, he'll only read those from Archer, Grisham, Tom Clancy etc.

But i guess he wanted to find out what's so great about the Harry Potter series as my brothers and I were constantly discussing it whenever we're together..well.... :-)))

Anyway, i heard this song just now on Yahoo radio..the song was famous during my first year in Main Camp UIA if i'm not's either the 1st or the 2nd year la...but it was definitely on the top of the list of my faves!!Here goes... "Again" by Lanny Krevitz..

I've been searching for you
I heard a cry within my soul
I've never had a yearning quite like this before
Know that you are walking right through my door

All of my life
Where have you been
I wonder if I'll ever see you again
And if that day comes
I know we could win
I wonder if I'll ever see you again

A sacred gift of heaven
For better worse, wherever
And I would never let somebody break you down
Until you cried, never

All of my life
Where have you been
I wonder if I'll ever see you again
And if that day comes
I know we could win
I wonder if I'll ever see you again

At every time I've always known
That you where there, upon your throne
A lonely queen without her king
I longed for you, my love forever

All of my life
Where have you been
I wonder if I'll ever see you again
And if that day comes
I know we could win
I wonder if I'll ever see you again

~The Urban Factor~

6:17 PM

General Knowledge

Well read on and expand on your General Knowledge.*

1. Mosquito repellents don't repel. They hide you. The spray blocks the mosquito's sensors so they don't know you're there.*
2. No piece of paper can be folded in half more than 7 times.*
3. Dentists have recommended that a toothbrush be kept at least 6 feet away from a toilet to avoid airborne particles resulting from the flush.*
4. It's physically impossible for you to lick your elbow.*
5. Donkeys kill more people annually than plane crashes.*
6. Venus is the only planet that rotates clockwise.*
7. Apples, not caffeine, are more efficient at waking you up in the morning.*
8. The king of hearts is the only king without a mustache.*
9. The liquid inside young coconuts can be used as substitute for blood plasma.*
10. The plastic things on the end of shoelaces are called aglets.*
11. Most dust particles in your house are made from dead skin.*
12. The first owner of the Marlboro Company died of lung cancer.*
13. Pearls melt in vinegar.*
14. The three most valuable brand names on earth: Marlboro, Coca-Cola, and Budweiser, in that order.*
15. It is possible to lead a cow upstairs...but not downstairs.*
16. A duck's quack doesn't echo and no one knows why.*
17. Turtles can breathe through their butts.*
18. On average, 100 people choke to death on ball-point pens every year.*
19. Elephants are the only animals that can't jump.*
20. Women blink nearly twice as much as men.*
21. The Main Library at Indiana University sinks over an inch every year because when it was built, engineers failed to take into account the weight of all the books that would occupy the building.*
22. A snail can sleep for three years.*
23. No word in the English language rhymes with "MONTH."*
24. Our eyes are always the same size from birth, but our nose and ears never stop growing! . SCARY! !!*
25. All polar bears are left handed.*
26. A crocodile cannot stick its tongue out.*

Almost everyone who reads this email will try to lick their elbow.Don't forget to pass these weird facts on to everyone you know ... They will get a kick out of it !!PS... So, did you try to lick your elbow???? or fold a paper in sevenhalves? :-D

The Zonan Factor

9:35 AM

The anxiety is killing me...

Today is a training day again..we're gonna have a couple of exec from FujiXerox KL coming over to give a briefing on Telemarketing Techniques...and then, i'll be having my first shot at it this afternoon. Just hoping that Anita (the Telemarketing Exec from FXKL) will make few calls first before guiding me through it, that way i could at least see how it works...

Cecilia from Markvin SP is gonna come over too for the briefing so i'd finally be able to meet her face to face...after months of communicating via telephone... :-)))

Hmmm...what else is new today??Lemme see...I'm missing my googly..well, that's nothing new is it?hehehe...

Anyway, just for ur info, i won't be seen hanging around in YM today i guess. UNLESS if the training finish earlier..haha...still looking for opportunity to "ngelat" here...;-p

I can't be much longer, Elisabeth and Anita will be arriving at any minute now...

So gurlz...wish me luck for the training kay...muackkss!

~The Urban Factor~

This is scary!!
9:30 AM

Guyz, i got this from the Bulletin Board at Friendster. Can't say if it's true or not..but it's definitely scary. It's about something that will be happening in Ramadhan this year, but all these will only happens with God's will-wallahualam. However, we can just take it as reminder for us.... (sangat takut), and if it's able to bring us closer to God, i think it won't matter much if it happens on the predicted date or not, coz we know that somehow God's promise will be fulfill no matter when aite. Again. This is just a REMINDER for us but i can't confirm whether this thing is really true :

(Salin dan sebarkan)

Petikan KITAB bertajuk :
HURU HARA AKHIR ZAMAN: Penjelasan Terakhir untuk Umat Islam

karangan: Amin Muhammad Jamaludin-Universiti Al-Azhar; Cairo.


Ketika manusia dalam kekelam kabutan akibatberbagai konflik akibat kematian Khalifah RajaSaudi, di mana malapetaka mulai menyala, manusia akan dikejutkan dengan peristiwa-peristiwa langit yang menakjubkan pada bulan Ramadhan. Saya menyebutkan tanpa urutan. Tetapi apa yang akan dilihat dan dialami secara berturut-turut dengan cepatnya. Ketika itu tidak terjadi Ramadhan kecuali manusia dalam keadaan menanti-nanti terjadinya berbagai perkara besar dan peristiwa dahsyat. Adapun peristiwa tersebut ialah:

1.Bulan mengalami gerhana dalam bulan Ramadhan.

2.Muncul bintang berekor yang mendekati bumi dan membawa bencana alam.

3.Terdengar suara dahsyat yang menakutkan. Semua orang akan mendengarnya. Diiringi bencana besar dari langit yang menimpa manusia. Ini terjadi pada pertengahan Ramadhan pada malam Jumaat. ( Kalau ikut kalendar 20 Oktober 2005 ).

4.Matahari akan gerhana pada bulan Ramadhan.Nampaknya dua peristiwa terakhir di atas akan berlaku dalam satu hari, atau peristiwa pertama iaitu suara yang dahsyat akan terjadi di malam hari sedangkan gerhana matahari akan terjadi disiang hari. Saya tidak tahu manakah di antara keduanya yang terjadi lebih dahulu.( muka surat 119)

Merujuk kepada peristiwa di atas sesuailah ianya dengan hadis yang diriwayatkan oleh Imam Ja'afar Sadiq (Salah seorang Imam dari keturunan Ahlul Bait Rasulullah s.a.w) :" Kehadiran Imam Mahadi dikalangan umat manusia dibuktikan dgn berlakunya gerhana bulan & matahari dalam satu bulan yg suci, yg tidak pernah terjadi sebelumnya sejak kelahiran Nabi Muhammad s.a.w"

(Ikmal Al-Din m.s 361)

Maka saya telah membuat rujukan pada laman web NASA akan jangkaan gerhana yang tersebut. Berikut adalah sebahagian dari maklumat yang diperolehi dari laman web tersebut.

"Annular Solar Eclipse of 2005 October 03Fred Espenak, NASA's GSFCOn Monday, October 03, an annular 1 eclipse of the Sun will be visible from within a narrow corridor which traverses the Iberian Peninsula and stretches across the African continent. A partial eclipse will be seen within the much broader path of the Moon's penumbral shadow, which includes Europe, western Asia, the Middle East, India and most of Africa."

(Saya tukarkan tarikh 2005 Oktober 03 kepada kalendar Hijrah)

Gregorian-Hijri Dates Converter
You entered: 3 / 10 / 2005
The conversion result is: Monday 29 Sha`baan 1426A.H.
**There is a small probability of one day error.

Begitu juga dengan kejadian gerhana bulan di BulanRamadhan 2005. Tercatit di laman web bahawaGerhana bulan akan jatuh pada:

"This is the 43rd eclipse of Saros series 134. The series began with the first of ten partial eclipses on 1248 Jun 22. The first eight central eclipses were total, which were then followed by sixteen hybrid events. The first purely annular eclipse occurred on 1861 Jul 08. After the last of thirty annular eclipses (on 2384 May 21), the series will produce seven more partial eclipses before ending on 2510 Aug 06. Complete details for Saros 134 may be found at Saros 1342005 Oct 17:
Partial Lunar Eclipse: The last event of the year is a rather shallow partial eclipse of the Moon. The penumbral phase begins at 09:51 UT, but most observers will not be able to visually detect the shadow until about 10:30 UT A timetable for the major phases of the eclipse is as follows:

(Saya tukarkan tarikh 2005 Oct 17 kepada calendarHijrah)

Gregorian-Hijri Dates Converter
You entered: 17 / 10 / 2005
The conversion result is: Monday 13 RamaDHaan 1426A.H.
**There is a small probability of one day error.

Oleh yang demikian jelaslah hadis di atas akan terbukti kebenarannya pada bulan Ramadhan pada tahun 2005 ( tercatit pada calendar akan jatuh pada 5 hb Oktober 2005). Terdapat seperti perselisihan 1 atau 2 hari dari tarikh yang dijangka oleh NASA. Perselisihan ini diterima sebagai kebarangkalian. Yang pastinya disahkan oleh NASA bahawa kejadian gerhana yang bakal berlaku pada tahun 2005 ialah seperti berikut:

Tarikh Miladiah Tarikh Hijrah Gerhana
3.10.2005 = 29 SHAABAN 1426/ Matahari

17.10.2005 = 13 RAMADHAN 1426/ Bulan
14 RAMADHAN 1426

Nuaim bin Hammad telah meriwayatkan dengan sanaddari Katsir bin Murrah, ia berkata:

Pertanda kejadian-kejadian besar di bulan Ramadhan adalah suatu tanda di langit, sesudahnya terjadi perselisihan antara manusia, maka jika engkau menjumpainya, maka perbanyaklah persediaan makanan semahumu.

Dan dengan sanad dari Khalid bin Midan:

Barangsiapa yang telah menjumpai hal itu, hendaklah menyiapkan makanan satu tahun untuk keluarganya.

Saudara kaum muslimin, segala yang tertulis diatas hanya Allah jua Yang Maha Mengetahui akan kejadiannya. Namun sewajarnyalah ianya menjadi skrip panduan peristiwa tahun 2005 yang patut diperhatikan dengan teliti. Jadi tidaklah kita hairan jika peristiwa tersebut benar-benar terjadi. Kemudian jika iannya terjadi, dengan selesa kita boleh mempersiapkan mental dan material menghadapi situasi cemas tersebut.

Antara persediaan yang perlu kita buat ialah:
1. Menghafal 10 ayat pertama dan 10 ayat akhir surah Al_kahfi untuk menghindari diri dari fitnah Dajjal.
2. Membaca doa perlindungan fitnah Dajjal selepas tahyat akhir dalam sembahyang sebelum salam.
3. Menyiapkan bekalan makanan, bahan api, gas untuk setahun apabila ada terjadi sesuatu di pertengahan Ramadhan 2005.
4. Sampaikan peringatan ini kepada sahabat handai agar bersedia menghadapi situasi di atas.
5. Tambahkan taqwa dan amal menjelang saat yang rumit dan genting itu.


1. Kematian Raja Fadh
2. Suara kuat dalam bulan Ramadhan
3. Gerhana matahari di bulan Ramadhan
4. Gerhana bulan di bulan Ramadhan
5. Komet atau sebagainya ( letupan super volcano?) yang membawa kebinasaan di USA
6. Huru hara dalam bulan Syawal ( peperangan)
7. Peperangan dalam bulan Zulkaedah
8. Pada bulan Haji ada pertumpahan darah di Jamrah

Dan dengan sanad dari Khalid bin Midan:

Barangsiapa yang telah menjumpai hal itu,hendaklah menyiapkan makanan satu tahun untuk keluarganya.


p/s: i dunno bout u guyz but it kinda give me a fright.

~The Urban Factor~

It's a Beautiful day..
2:44 PM


Supposed to go breakfast with Amin this morning, but woke up late. Besides, i knew it'd be a tough job to wake him up early today, as like any other working people, sleeping late is a luxury that we'd definitely not want to miss at every opportunities. So why bother??Let him sleep lar..maybe will meet later for lunch...

At a phone call from Mickey...she'd just came back from US yesterday (i think) and start back her work today. Chatted away about everything and nothing really. But the conversation was ended abruptly as another call came in while we were talking.

Btw, from what she said, it sounded like she had fun there despite having eaten rabbit food for 3 weeks; and not forgetting the "calit2" thingy..hehehe...

And apparently, there's at least ONE GOOD thing she gained from the trip...her vocab has widen!!She was using all these complicated words which i could barely understand while chatting just now. Hehehe Mickey, glad u enjoyed urself there! Where's my bookmark eh?? ;-p


Had a nice-though a bit rush- lunch with Amin despite the not-so-nice food. Enjoyed our limited time together. Nowadays, it's very rare that we could spend much time together, even on weekends. He's so busy...boring sangat!Anyway, he woke up at 12 pm today can u believe it??!!Man, he's really enjoying his day day off. I'm green with envy! ;-p

Chat with Mickey again, Ayu seems kinda busy..doing what i wonder??Updating her blog la tu..BUAT KEJA LA BULAT!!ha ha ha....


Planning to have a lazy evening after work...wanna pamper myself with some lazy is that.Well, hoping that i'd have a nice evening ahead.... ;-)))

~The Urban Factor~