My name is Nimi Fatimah Idris. I am the youngest in my family. I am Johorian. I am very clumsy and sometimes in life I surrender easily when its about to fight.
The collision in my world happens all the time. I am searching my way back home.To become the real me. I have too many definition of myself. In the end, I cant find my own reflection in the mirror. I saw somebody else and it is kind of common as I experienced many times before. It is seldom breaking my spirit. I just want somebody to love me of who I am.
The feeling of sadness, stress and worry are not ever allowed.
Everyone will equally being treated and no one is excluded
Everyone is freely to say their own opinion
Everyone will have their driving license without need to take the test repeatedly.
Everyone will have their quiz or exam only when they are prepared
Hot temper person in education field are excluded. ONLY FAIR AND NICE IS ALLOWED
Nimi to be marry with Prince William, haha
Uniten Muadzam to be relocated...
All Chicken must to be sembelih. In other word, there will be an extinction of chicken. NO MORE CHICKEN...
I have white Ferrari and a big bungalow with lift and CCTV for security.I will be having robot as my maid,butler,driver and my gardener. I will not live in the same house with my parents as I will give a castle made by gold for them.
my fantasy world is cool to think off...haha, have a nice dream to all of u
Winning or losing?What is the difference?In the end, I still have to lost everything and will never be the same again...
Recently, I felt stress and I am freaking out. I wish I can run in despair. Sometimes and most of the time, my mom keep up pushing me, making me more than I can achieve. It is good to have pressure but too much can kill. She keep on saying I am her hope. I am scare thinking what happen if thing goes otherwise.
My mom is not in a good shape as she previously have an injection for her unhealthy bone. It is normal for her age but somehow the doctor said I can have it as well, no matter what age I am as I have sciolisis.Sciolisis is early symptom for hunch back. Sciolisis is bend back bone which sometimes narrow my movement. My father seems cant accept the truth that he always show his discomfort when I talked about this. My father is a very hot temper man. However, I know deep in his heart he love me. Oh yeah, soon will be his birthday. 24th december will be for my dad special day and 25 december will be for my youngest nephew,danish 1st birthday...wah..and 26 december will nbe my day out. I am thinking to go out with both xin yi and sandra on that day..Hopefully we can cover up what we had been missing previously..
Xin yi and I knew each other long time ago. I seldomly went to school with her. She have a nice dad. Her dad is a very soft man. Meanwhile, Sandra and I knew each other about 4 years ago. I knew Sandra through Xin yi. Sandra is very talkative girl but best of all she is very nice. She once said that I am her first Malay friend. She said Malay seems to be ignorant. I disagree with her as I knew the true perspective of Malay.
The rain cant stop on pouring and I cant stop from hating you. I hate you that much. Can you please go away from my sight? I hate everything bout you and I wish for ur disappearance..I tried to forgiveboth u and myself but someway or another I caught in the middle. I am sorry but I really do hate you. I tried and tried to think positively. Moreover, I cant even figure out y I hate u. You did not do any mistake to me. I am sorry to hate you. Perhaps,one day I can erase that feeling and we can be friends..just not today or in the short term....
bak kata ustaz anuar pagi tadi, makin kita xnak jumpa org tu makin kita kerap kita bertembung. Benar kata ustaz tu, tpi jika kalau boleh kali ini sya ingin memperbetulkan hubungan yg ada sesama sendiri. Kurangkan kontroversi, tingkatkan pretasi...
Oh ya, kli ini sya berhajat xnak buka skype & kurangkan aibob..insya'Allah, moga menjadi tekad kali ini...lgipun sya hanya ingin yg terbaik buat diri yg xbeberapa pandai ini. sya aim for cpa 4.Insya'Allah...
Hari ini ada add drop. Sya berjaya jugak menukar beberapa matapelajaran,Alhamdullilah. Hari isnin, sya hanya ada stu je klas,jdi bolehla blek muadzam pd hari isnin. Saya juga byk gak sama kelas dgn zahirah,teman sekampung. Cuma ada stu je masalah, saya kna bljar costing dgn sir amran. Hish, risau gak blajar dgn dia. Ntah fhm ke x nanti, hish malasla nak fkir ni semua. Rina nak tkar kpd pn azrinawati. Ntah mengapa sya xnak buat sedemikian juga. Sya redha je dgn ketentuan Illahi, mungkin ada hikmah sya kna blajar dgn sir amran.
Hidup ini makin sukar stlah kita makin matang. Hari2 membuatkan kita ingin pulang ke saat yang indah bersama org yang tersayang.Dari jauh, merenung masa dulu lantas memikirkan sepatutnya saya buat begitu dan bukannya begini. Itulah manusia. Susah senang saya dikongsi bersama ibu ku.
Hari ini, saya semakin sedar bahawa kakak dan abg saya menyayangi saya terlalu mendalam dan begitu byk pergorbanan mrk terhadap saya.Bila sya susah, masing menghulurkan bantuan dgn cara tersendiri. Kadang kala, sya malu kerana byk menyusahkan mereka. Ingin sje saya putar kembali masa dan menukarkan kenyataan yang pahit. I jus wan to live...Masing2 kakak n abg tanpa disedari memberi saya panduan mengenai hidup. Saya syg akan mereka equally,tiada lbih.
Saya lihat sekeliling saya begitu asyik membelek telefon bimbit. Batang rokok pula dinyalakan satu per satu. Kami hanya ingin pulang, ke pangkuan tersayang. Masing2 mempunyai tujuan tersendiri untuk pulang. Saya pulang kerana saya merasakan kehadiran sya di muadzam tidak dihargai. Lal u sya menyorong beg ini, mengharapkan saya tidak akan menghadapi begitu byk pancaroba yang menghakis kegembiraan saya selama ini.
Somethings are better to be that way, even though sometimes you miss the old times but you can do nothing to change and everything looks so blur. There was no reason to turn back past as it was better to be that way. People said, everything happens with a reason. However, just to learn to accept past is difficult ,to face current just took my breath away and future seems to be too hard to describe.
I encounter many problems this semester in Uniten. I am just human not a superhero. I hide my feelings,I smile,I laugh all out. Yet when my defense wall was damaged entirely, I finally broke into tears.
People have their own attitudes but only little know to control their personality. People cast ugly words easily but only little know the word is like a knife. One stab will steal many lives and though the person still alive, it leave a scar. The inner is indeed in pain. Words do can kill. I remember there is one sentece to prove my thought "kerana mulut badan binasa".
Kekejaman dunia semakin buas. Masing-masing ingin tunjuk lagak. Semua ingin menang .Lihatlah di jalan raya. Lihatlah berita semasa. Inikah manusia sememangnya dilahirkan dengan akal?
dan kini inilah yang bermain di fikiranku...
Dunia ini saya empunya. Saya bebas megikut kata hati kerana saya layak. Saya tidak perlu menyembunyikan diri. Saya hanya perlu meneruskan bernafas untuk kekal disini. Saya tidak perlu terlalu patuh mendengar kata orang kerana saya sendiri mempunyai prinsip. Saya akan teruskan dengan melangkah dijalan yang rata,mendaki bukit bukau dan berlari ke garisan penamat. Sekelilingku bertujuan sebagai pemangkin dan pada masa yang sama menjatuhkan daku.
fikiranku kini diikuti naluri hati...
Tiada larangan yang menghalang sya dari menjadi diri sendiri. Dunia ini sya empunya!
I used to watch full moon with my mom. I count the star with her. In the total silence, there were only our voice fills in. I miss that moment. I once wrote a novel “The moon & I”. I wrote that novel for my English assignment with Madam Amali. I portrayed myself in different kind in that novel. In matter, I am hoping to be.
In that novel, there is also a poem which I wrote for a scene where Fauzi, (the main character) nearly lost hope. He miss his parents and suddenly there was his lil sister,Josafie to read out loud a poem which his parent wrote for each other. I want to share that poem with you, since today is a full moon.
You came along just like a song
And brightened my day
Who would have believed that you were part of a dream
Now it all seems light years away
And now you know I can't smile without you
I can't smile without you
I can't laugh and I can't sing
I'm finding it hard to do anything
You see I feel sad when you're sad
I feel glad when you're glad
If you only knew what I'm going through
I just can't smile
Pemandangan hijau sepanjang perjalanan pulang saya ke muadzam melekat di hati. Ketenangan itu akhirnya dapat saya tafsirkan. Hati menjadi puas. Minda mengenang keluarga tersayang. Ramai orang slh erti akan kehidupan. Ramai orang mengadu akan kepayahan mereka. Mengapa ingin pandang pada hujan shj,jika kalau kesudahannya ialah pelangi?
Tangisan yang kluar tanpa amaran. Ketawa dan senyum membawa seribu makna. Perasaan sering bersilih ganti tanpa dirancang. Awan biru sengaja memerli kita. Lihatlah kecantikkan langit!Owh, bahagianya....
As I seldom keep it to myself,now I will like to express my likes. I always love art. I like to see beau art works, hear poetic songs and read nice writtings. They just capture my attention with such works. I like boonga shoes. I like Jane Austen, A Samad, Mitch Albom, and William Shakespeares .
Boongahoes or any handprinted products are my favourite ones. I like to see them and had always wish to own them. Currently, I just design a handprinted bag and it will be ready to use by the end of this month. I cant wait.
Jane Austen,who is she? She is a legend writer. She wrote with deep emotions. I seldom cried when reading her writtings. She expressed love in different kind. Her novel that I love most is "Pride and Prejudice". Her love life in reality was a bitter ones and I must say that I solute her for thinking positively. She worked hard to prove that woman can writes too. This is due to the era she live gave priority to men. She had a screen movie dedicated just for her.
A Samad is a sasterwan Negara. He opens my mind. He give a chance for me to look things at different view. I pay respect towards him.
Lastly is Mitch Album. Mitch Albom is a very famous writer. He wrote "Tuesdays With Morrie",which now you can also watch in movie. Tuesdays with Morries is a true story and fills with emotion. Mitch Albom is both novelist and columnist. I also like "For one more day" by him.
I had always love to write poem. I write based on my feelings and sometimes based on my surroundings. However, this poem is the unusual ones as I cant really think of the right title.Hence, I just leave the title all blank.
Flower scent blew inside the window
I purposely let the windowsill open wide
And so I can
Watch the bird flew freely
I sit carefully
I drew a picture
It turns out to be just a blank page
The sky was golden
The sun is smiling
Teasing me
How can I smile when I am despair?
I whisper my pain towards the wind
The flower buds blew everywhere
The scene was wonderful
Ever since then
I dedicated my soul to the wind
With a hope my unrest soul will finally find peace
Sunshine through the window awakens me. My hometown will be first thought. I dream of going to cloud nine. I was plucking a bouquet of flower untill I heard crying. It comes from down there. It comes from inside. I woke up realizing it was just a nightmare and cant continues my sleep ever since then.
I sing a song out loud. I dance,sometimes I dance along to the music and sometimes I just dance without thinking. Similarly to life, sometimes I follow the rules of life and sometimes I just live. I spread my wings and fly from places to other places. I rarely go back. I am like a bird. Everyone too. We need someone to teach us to fly,survival skills when small and when times goes on we can fly on our own. We choose where to go by ourselves. Birds,fly on!
Cerita ini hnya rekaan semata-mata,tiada kaitan atr yg mati mhupun yg hidup.
Satu hari,seorang pemabuk yang sedang berkhayal di dunia sendiri terjumpa sebotol air kuning. Dia minum air itu krna sangka itu jus “Tongkat Ali”. Kesan mabuk itu mulai hilang lalu Tiba2 dia perasan dia sgt bertenaga dan mulalah berlari dgn pantas. Hari2 demi hari jejaka itu makin hebat di mata dunia. “Bertukar!!!”(ayat Digimon).Dia ataupun lbih suka dikenali “Kapten Hebat2”(versi cetak rompak nyer) mulai gila kuasa. Dia ingin menggunakan kuasanya utk kejahatan. Owh tidak!!!!Habisla dunia ini...
Kapten Hebat2 merosakkan harta benda awam disana disitu, Power Rangers ingin dtg menyelamatkan dripada gengaman si jahat, Kapten Hebat2 tpi sebahagian ahli Power Rangers di suspek dijangkiti H1N1...lalu, Ultraman Cosmos menawarkan diri.
Maka, berlakula pertarungan atr Hang Hebat dan Hang Cosmos. Sambil bertarung Hang Cosmos menasihati Hang Hebat supaya berubah tpi Hang Hebat enggan. Hang Hebat menggunakan alasan dengan tidak puas hati dgn Manchester United kalah tempoh hari.
Stelah begitula lama bergusti tgn, lampu merah Ultraman Cosmos mulai nyala. Tenaga Ultraman Cosmos berkurangan kerana lapar. Gastrik mulai menyerang Ultraman Cosmos. Kesian..melihat dari jauh SpiderMan ingin menolong tpi terpaksa menolak akibat tugas dia d syrikat penerbitan yg byk,gara2 Robin Hood curi wang di White House. Lgipun SandMan n DrOctopus kini muncul kembali stlah kalah dlm rancangan “Are u smarter than 6th grade”..berusahalah wahai SpiderMan, anda pasti boleh!!!
SpiderMan sempat meminta pertolongan Harry Porter. Harry Porter pulak tiada idea yg bernas utk mengalahkan Kapten Hebat2 krn dia tidak dibenarkan magis di dunia realiti. Doraemon pula menggantikan tempat kosong itu. Doraemon bersama teman baiknye Nimita(Haha),kembali ke masa di mana Kapten Hebat2 mula2 berjumpa botol ajaib itu dgn menaiki mesin masa. Nasib baik,mesin masa itu boleh dgunakan lgi, klo x terpaksala panggil Jumper...
Endingnyer, Doraemon berjaya menghalang Kapten Hebat2 minum air ajaib itu dan kini Kapten Hebat2 menjadi insan yg berguna. Bagaimana pula dgn air ajaib itu?anda tertanya..herm, kat mana lgi di dlm poket Doraemon..
Saya mempunyai kawan. Begitu jua dengan kamu. Siapakah saya?Tanya mereka,sahabat saya…Kerana mereka mengenali saya dan saya juga mengenali mereka.
Apa yang harus saya buat jika saya lihat seorang rakan saya besikap negative? Haruskah saya ikut jejak si dia? Apa yang harus saya buat jika saya tidak berkenan dengan sikap kawan saya ini?Owh,tidak saya manusia yang lemah,lebih suka memendamkan. Apa yang harus saya buat jika kawan saya melukakan hati saya tanpa disedari?Perlukah saya berpura2 tidak kisah?Saya…siapakah saya untuk menilai orang sedangkan sayajuga sesat,saya kerap kali sesat dalam mencari “nur”.
Pengaruh rakan sebaya memberi impak yg sgt besar dlm kehidupan seseorang. Kadang2 dengan tanpa keimanan yg teguh dan kewarasan akal dengan mudahnya kita mengikut jejak langkah rakan kita. Jika perkara itu positif tidak mengapa.Tetapi jika perkara itu negative bagaimana pula. Saya,Nimi Fatimah Idrispernah melalui saat hitam,pabila saya lihat di cermin dan tidak mengenali diri sendiri. Yang saya nampak ialah bayangan org lain. Tika itu baru saya sedar saya telah tersalah pilih kawan. Saya melarikan diri dan saya dengar keluh kesah org lain tentang saya. Betapa susahnya saya nak sesuaikan diri dengan keadaan masa itu. Kejadian itu berlaku berapa tahun yang lalu,saat ketika saya masih belajar untuk menghadapi SPM.
Gejala social sekarang,benarkah ia berpunca dari pengaruh rakan? Mengapa nak salahkan individu lain sedangkan yg melakukan maksiat ialah diri sendiri dan tiada yang memaksa…Pengaruh rakan hanyalah akan jadi anasir jahat jika kita tetapkan pendirian kita.Kita akan jadi diri sendiri jika kita berusaha untuk kekal begitu.Pengaruh rakan,ambil shaja yang baik dan yang buruk kita jauhi dan jika anda segagah seorang askar nasihatilah rakan anda untuk berubah.
~To lost a friend takes a life time to heal, to lost hope will never be the same again~
Pelangi,saya suka melihat pelangi.Begitu jua dengan bulan penuh, mekarnya bunga,bintang, terbitnye matahari dan kabus di terbit yang tinggi.Keindahan alam yang suci. Saat tika melihat itu ingin sje saya berkongsi bersama org lain akan tetapi bila saya lihat keliling saya ternampak....manusia2 dgn leka berjalan menuju ke destinasimasing tanpa endah akan persekitaran. Owh,manusia. Manusia sering kali berbalah kerana berbeza pendapat. Manusia sering kali mengenang masa kembali. Mengenang kembali masa lalu tidak dapat mengubah apa2, saya tahu itu. Apa yang perlu lakukan ialah merancang masa depan. Pahit manis asam garam kehidupan.
Esok saya perlu pulang ke muadzam. Selepas itu bermulalah perjuangan kami menempuhi final exam. Saat itu sebenarnya singkat shaja, jdi hargaila masa yang ada. Sya perlu menghargai masa yang ada bersama housemate sya skung kerana selepas itu sya bertukar housemate lgi. Sya perlu meghargai masa yang ada bersama classmate krn khuatir sem depan masing2 akan berlainan kelas. Masa berjalan terlalu pantas. Owh,ruginya saya dahulu kerana angkuh. Saya lah antara manusia yang sering tidak menghargai saat yang ada.
Semalam merupakan hari yang terakhir bagi perhimpunan raya seangkatan budak kechik. Saya mempunyai 10 org anak buah. Masing2 mempunyai kerenah masing-masing. Suasana rumah yang kerap kali sepi menjadi ruih tiba-tiba. Gelak tawa dan tangisan datang bersilih-ganti. Kadang kala,saya berfikir dan mulalah membezakan dengan ketiadaan dan kehadiran mereka. Saya anak bongsu,mestilah dahulu saya pernah meminta kehadiran seorang adik. Kini, bukan seorang adik yang saya dapat tapi sepasukan bola sepak dan sekumpulan “cheer leader”. Fuh,berpeluh dibuatnya...But anyway and anyhow,my niece and nephew are the best. They make me laughs and each teach me things that adults cant.
~Most of nieces and nephew call me Aunty Mimi,instead of Aunty Nimi.Sometimes even others call me Mimi. Mimi and Nimi are two different things.Yet,I do understand why others call me Mimi,since Nimi is a very rare name and sometimes people said it is very hard to pronounce Nimi.~