Journal #6

ACTIVITY 3
- Find a photo of a character about whom you wish to write: Someone other than yourself.
- Describe the content of the photo (up to 80 words) - in the notebook.
- Describe of that which sits outside the photo: who was taking it, what was just out of shot, who was present, the location, the time and other such details - some can be imagined (notebook)
- COMBINE AND INTEGRATE THE TWO VERSIONS, SO IT READS LIKE THE STORY OF THE PHOTO BEING TAKEN (POST ON BLOG)

Can I Have Some of the Happiness Drink Please??

She was born on Thursday, 24 July 2008, 4.01pm. Her cute little face calms the restless soul. The boy besides her is Ahmad Aiman Fitri Bin Abdullah. He is also an angel in the family. Now, the truth, she is the new angel in the family. She is everything now. She is the one whom everyone longs for so long. Finally, she's here in the family. Her name? It reads "Alyaa" from her soft blanket. Alyaa Jasmine Binti Abdullah. Yes, that's her. The way she looks at Aiman in the picture makes me wonder. "Abang Aiman, Adik nak susu jugak..." Maybe..maybe not. What was she thinking? I have no idea. One thing I know is, Aiman loves to pose in front of the camera, so he would say "Wah, I look kind and caring to Adik!" Those two are my angels, forever and ever.

The picture was taken a day before 2008's Eid. I took that photo with my camera phone out of boredom. There was nobody there except me. So I was out of the picture, obviously! My Mummy was in her room, performing her Asar prayer I think. My dad was on his way for the holiday from Kota Kinabalu. So, they were out of shot as well. It was taken at my grandfather's house, at the children's living hall. As I recall, the day was sunny. Oh no, it was steamy back there. The reason why I took that picture is: I love both of them; Aiman and Alyaa. Here, I want to focus on Alyaa. She is a miracle in my family. Our family has been longing to have a baby girl since...I can't remember when. Finally, Alhamdulillah. She is way too healthy for me. She was born with almost 5kg in weigh! My goodness. I am happy that she comes in the family. I can clearly see how my father is happy. Alyaa is the picture of happiness for us!

Journal #5

This piano is just a tool!

At nights, I stay up late and cry,
At times, I feel like I could die!
In this life, I don't feel loved,
I always marooned away or shoved!
I can play this piano well,
but I can no longer stand the swell!
Should I be happy?
How can it be if I'm treated this crappy?
Sometimes, I see things as scary,
Why can't I just be happy and merry?
I am best in crying,
never once, I'm lying to cry!
For all my faults, I am to blame,
I am the one to take the shame!
I wish you can see me,
and not this piece besides me!
This piano is just a tool,
As me, I am the fool!

-nizasyazre-

*Imagine being a child prodigy who is not understood by people you long for friendship and a normal life. Write a poem describing your life.

Q2-Island Postcard

Please come home!

I still have vivid pictures of the day
The day we were so happy
to hold you in our arms
to kiss on your juicy cheek

Since the day you were here
I just can't stop smiling
to see you trying to walk
to see you trying to talk

What hurts the most for me
every single time I think of you
to see you cry in your bed
to see you fall from your bike

Where are you now my darling?
where have you been these years?
are you doing great?
are you growing up well?

Please come home! Please come home!
I want to see you, I want to see you
just before I weep
just before I sleep

*Received from a mother.

Q1-Island Postcard

Life is funny

Life
such a lunatic fantasy
blinds one's sacrifice
to seek for eternity

Love
such word is funny

once one succumbs too rough
it drives us crazy

I
such a misery
everytime i close my eyes
I wish you will see me

You
such a peaceful breeze
longing for the view
since you were at ease

*To a best friend who's already gone

Q2-Black & White Postcard

Timeless

Good old days, good old days
Do you still recall?
You were the star in the haze
I was the moon in the hall.

Twist and dance, twist and dance
Do you still remember?
He was a star, no offense
But you were the other.

Time crawls, time runs
Do you still have the picture?
Oh, you were so much fun
Still I hope you are, my dear!

*From: an imaginary old 'friend'.

Q1-Black & White Postcard

We Were There

Remember the day?
It was remarkable.
Oh, how I wish I can turn back the hands of time..

Remember the dress?
I bought it the day before.
Oh, I must tell you, "You were stunning!"

I was there,
You were there,
We were there!

Where are you Stella?
Why haven't you reply?
I called you "Stunning Stella", remember?

I, who have nothing
I, who have no one
You are not in the picture..

I'm old and weak
I'm deaf and mute
But, I'll wait for you Stella!

*Recipient: Imaginary ex-girlfriend...

My Ex-pillow was in My Room

I leaned and rolled
I kissed and hugged
I love you, I love you,
Since the day I met you.

The way you touched me
The way you caressed me
Even thought you've changed,
Hey, "you're still the one I love!"

Off, off you from my bed!
I don't want you here anymore!
I hate you, I hate you,
you cheated on me!

As days passed through,
I miss you, I miss you.
Though you had to leave,
I still love you, forever and ever.
You were there, "Remember?"

I'm still in 'our' room,
This special room
The place we first met,
The day you left...

-aNs-