mich hassen

i juz scroll some of my juniors blog. architects make exceptionally good bloggers =) and i'm stuck to this song "hate me" by blue october. thanks to bakri hafiz.

and super thanks to the eureka's, particularly bryan n the organizing commitee. the best ever cultural night since i'm here. yes, there are some improvement on the set ups, but the way they handle the event, the flow, the performance, by far they set a new standard for the architech community. i don't have the pics, but i'm sure buck do.
credit to ben & bah, n not to forget the pyro's as well. after all the initial probs ( postponement, the clash with isra' mikraj, the rumors of the fees), they pull it thru magnificently.

the only regret I have is unable to attend to the KAEDfest. well, we planned, but in the end its up to HIM.

we got the bazaarevo coming up, the archiweek with archileague on 9th & kitefest on 10th, UTM KL coming to town on 8th, the inter - courses mlm puisi on 27th and the finale of mlm multimedia on 28th. Godwill, everything will turn all right, InsyaALLAH.

some photos from the current site visit in JB. Just found up that u need to have a pro account if your photos exceed 200 in flickr.woha~













































































































































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on other issues, i am VICTORIOUS. just deleted my "AVG vault" folder. ALHAMDULILLAH. hopefully I wouldn't need those anymore.

special request

oil prices on red alert. inevitably other prices will follow suit. not to mention the fear of recession ~ everyone predicted it will happen after the Beijing Olympics.

and we cursed.we blame.we claim and pride on our so called civilized rights: the right NOT TO SUFFER.

only days ago, weeks, barely months; China hit by the worst tremor the world have ever witnessed. Nargis paraded through Myanmar. and I'm eager to ask: how many of us, graduates, pre-graduates, remember, or knew, of Nakba.

in the light of everyone-predicted-recession, understandably people are concern of their economy factor. I wouldn't blame them; yet you will see more of the future if your emphasize is not on, well, material.

it is your perception; the need for material, that droves you into this in the first place.

MONEY is WORLD, and WORLD is MONEY?

i'm not denying that yes, you need money, but i ponder; what is the magnitude of money by your moral and intellectual?

so the WORLD revolves around MONEY. in turn actually they revolve around U.S. and you, perhaps. perhaps if you play by their rules. why not create your own rules? your own culture? but certainly not your own religion.

what i'm saying is all this time most of us, for the best part in our life, didn't have our own culture to hold with, to be with. hedonism is like religion-sake for young uns, materialism and position, politics, is the air for us.

I want to be beautiful as her.

I wish I had a Ferrari

I need a 3G handphone

what stimulates one's mind to yearn for the above? instead if you took some time to learn from your surrounding, to empathy other people's sufferings instead of just sympathy, then you will understand, you are firm, you are relieved, you are YOU.

and thus, by learning, by thinking, by stopping a moment instead of chasing and imitating others, you BELIEVE more in HIM.

* for my dear muslims brothers & sisters, there's one post entitled "special request" in keretamayat.blogspot.com. in reference to what i'm initially trying to convey in this post. shift thru, please, help yourself.

* on other things, just finished the ELTC. and that disastrous cafe's ramp has been canceled out by our principal. relieved, ALHAMDULILLAH.

4 weeks

Alhamdulillah..it's been 4 weeks i'm doing practical training. i'm having my internship at W&W, where the environment suits me fine ~ no stringent office hour, dilbert-like community.
learn a lot, for that's what it is. currently we're all focusing on ELTC in negeri sembilan, in tender drawing phase, with sustainable-cum-deconstruction architecture style. I only got a chance to do 1 graphic presentation, which is a squash court for the upcoming SUKMA. some proposal and tenders on the table, notably this one mix development, still in design process. but all minds on the ELTC; due on 30th. i may don the cafe 3d (one which i was assigned to), but that depends after i get all the M&E, C&S, EPU and etc etc straight up. next week going back to UTM to check out on Eureka and their tranxxit preparation.

its a BUSY period, but it makes me alive.

avenge of PD

in my old blog, i narrated how some "trusted" friend left me for a "promised" trip to PD. its an old and hateful moment of my life, so i think there's no need to rewind.

anyway, I actually got the chance to do something CRAZY, although it's not with my batch (sorry oracles. but U know you're still in my heart. the question is is I'm in yours?). some of my juniors, which I treat, & feel like my own lil' sisters, haz n puteri, along with my ego-mosphic twin kay, my fav bully material; graphic exco ujang n comm exco yon, naz and anis juz thought of watching some midnight movies. but it turns out that there's no such thing as midnight movie on tuesday's night. so we huddle back, thinking of going to Danga bay. but we end up having our dinner (at 12!) at the dataran, feeding our gluttony with whatever there is; the steamboats, the kueh tiows's, the kerang's etc.

so back at the parking lot, after everyone transforms their belly to be bulging, me & ujang come out with "let's go crazy and enjoy ourselves at Genting!". but there's the dental appointment, the bus ticket, the dramas, so we end up going to Desaru instead.

still, it was short-thought of, unprepared, reckless; yet everyone was excited of it. so there we go, the 4 boys n 4 girls, a kembara and a brand new viva, to desaru.

the trip, a lil bit spooky as there's no street lamps once we were out of JB, where kay relishes the idea of trying to wreck haz's kembara with a mere 100 kmph; we endured foggy road, u can't help to think about "the fog" ( although it's a stupid movie.really), and we got stopped by by a roadblock. and we regret that we didn't have pics with them.

naz's fuel is running out, so luckily there's a petronas some 2/3 of the journey. we take some time to take pics. i'm sure the station manager think that we were some bunch of crazy kids, hopping around trying to make that "jumpy" photos.

we went to desaru, got lost in some turns here and there, and we were so pissed of that the parking fee at 4 a.m in the morning is rm10 per-head. so we turn our cars, and went to tanjung balau instead, some 6 km where we came from.

it was a relieve, a joy, to hear the sound of waves smashing the beaches at last. it's not like we've never been to a beach before, it's just that we've never done this before. so we went out, dilly dally in the dark, our feet scrubbing and stamping the sand. got 2 garbage bags as our mat (courtesy of haz), laying down, watching the stars above, got some zzz,; then we had a race (which eventually i turn out last among the guys), watch a couple making love at a pavilion behind us, n have a chat until subuh prayer. back from subuh prayer, we wait for the sun.

and it was memorable, it's not the sun, it's not the beach, but having been there without much of a thought, preparation, because you know you got your friends with you. indescribable.

we went back, all weary eyes, back to skudai, have to prepare for the buses that were going to take us home. accompany haz for her dental appointment.wash my dirty clothes.then i sleep, or should i say, i accidentally sleep, from the exhaustion, weariness, and yes people, excitement.

without doubt, I relished this one. really. honestly.

silence again

its the end of the sem; yet i'm doing other's part in my group for the housing subject. after this yet i'm going to print out my portfolio for the "HIVE" and the community center project. I just uploaded them on my FLICKR

the studio understandably feel lonesome and silent; tomorrow is the external examination, i got selected, but i wouldn't be around as I need to go back for my interview the day after. hopefully i'll get it thru. i'm just worried about what should i wear: probably just stick with my architech's polo shirt, my favourite jeans, and my RM5 shoe (yes people.its RM5. got it from carrefour alamanda).my expected salary, etc etc.



owh.first impressions. it matters, yes? it reminds me of the time when we had our debate competition at MRSM Balik Pulau. how I "bullied" back the opposition after they bullied kak zati. well, aizaan plays the bully part too.


and there's the Tranxxit, the Mawar gallery exhibition, the proposal to have a new room for architech's intellectual properties, on how the 4th and 2nd year students contemplate about their studio programmes. That 1 sem take off proposed by dr rashid in my 1st year seems inevitable. Probably i'll asks azrul and fetri to join me on a roadtrip after next sem. then try to have our studies oversea; apparently we're encouraged to do so after getting thru Part 1 or our 6th sem. keeping my finger crossed!

the HIVE

the hive is my major project this sem, a high end apartment designated in KL. KLCC to be exact, a hub of KL Urbanism.

the main idea is to stimulate interaction between the money-chaser high-end society. I explored the concept of honeycomb planning, cept that's its in vertical arrangement. by this, i put more units in a floor, and i create a communal hub for every 4 units, which also acts as a proper transition space from the corridor into their units unlike typical apartments; not to mention the layers of level before.they actually got to their level. its kinda like Charles Correa's Maharashta apartment fused up with the honeycomb housing scheme. and the family units itself are entwined with each other, so that they somewhat share a focal point inside of their own units. that's kinda head-breaking, but again, enjoyable.

Personally i enjoyed the programme, the idea itself, but i'm quite disappointed with the images, as I got really tight schedule, and my photoshop goes berserk at critical moments (its a shoddy 1 hour job.it kills my 3d models.f*ck!). and perhaps I should explore more, but I was really worried about UBBL n such. I learn a lot, that's what matter most.

p/s; the board were like sh*t. luckily i while presenting I sketches/scribble my idea along on the butterpaper i prepare specially for the presentatio. they like the idea, but gotta do something bout the board

portfolio is D-day?

great. my supposed to be great escapade after a tiring sem is decorated with my assignments (housing, research method, landscape). currently completing my studio report; not to forget my preparation for tranXXit, and my application for pratical training. this Wednesday there will be a meeting with the committee.

feel sorry for amrun (a friend. a GRAND one), keep YM me to asks bout the Terendak's Silver jubilee dinner. sorry arm, i'm full from top to bottom, within as well.

rite. so while i'm really frustated at my photoshop (which has been giving me probs n headache during my major submission) im having leeway with my blog.

tomorrow is the PORTFOLIO. and i enjoyed going to the eureka's (1st year) studio; its looks like its going to be a carnival. I, the upper years used to feel that excitement, but it sizzles out eventually.

why, why?
I dunno. perhaps because we knew what we did wouldn't be recognized? why upgrade our projects when we knew that for the past 10 years there's hardly been anyone who got their grades increased when they touch-up their projects? why should we color up the studio when eventually the panels walks in, a strong 20-minutes in there, then have a practically passive feedback session, move on to other studio, and calls it a day?

and there's this feeling where portfolio is the D-day. it goes when your name is called, it means "uh-oh".

it shouldn't be so, yet portfolio day make Jack the Ripper resembles like a teddy bear (for architecture students that is).

why should we emphasize on the student's mistakes? look here john, that's the 200th mistakes u've made.count them. yup, they make mistakes. we ALL do. that's why we are still learning. but why not we discuss their growth and maturity? I mean, for the past 6 sems, i never heard any of the panel said ok guys. it seems u learn something from last sem.BRAVO!.
and the panels kept asking "any comments?" with a strong 20 something lecturers looking, watching. is it comfortable to give comments in that kind of environment?

i understand the need to prepare the students for the INDUSTRY need. hold on; we're not in the varsity to learn A & B, trained ourselves again and again and just fill in the holes. we're here to LEARN to be human in specialized skills, which hopefully, benefits the society, leads the community, etc.
certainly ENGLISH READING subject wouldn't help. for the past 15 years we learn English, yet you deemed we still need to learn them?
why not teach us PHILOSOPHY? really, i think most of the undergraduates never heard of Eugene Raskin or Edward de Bono.

and really, change the perception that portfolio review day is the D-day, its supposed to be a celebration day

meliuk fikiran, mengintai hadapan

dari saudara ridhuan;

Jumaat lepas Persatuan Mahasiswa Islam universiti saya bingkas dan lantas mengumpulkan petisyen mengkritik wilder dan Fitna (kalau anda tidak kenal nama ini maka seeloknya mulakanlah tabiat membaca akhbar dan media massa yang bermanfaat).

Tidak lama dahulu (belum sampai sedekad pun) Denmark mengejutkan dunia Islam dengan karikatur dan mainan yang nyata mencemar kesucian Islam.
Kita tegas menghentam mereka kembali; tapi nyata sebenarnya kita tidak ambil pengajaran SEBENAR yang TERSIRAT.
sepertimana DR M dahulu mengajak UN berfikir kenapa wujudnya ekstremis Islam, sepertimana itulah kita harus menjenguk sebentar; apa yang membuatkan dunia benci kepada Islam?

saya menyokong KEBEBASAN ANTARABANGSA?

bukan kebebasan itu yang saudara/i agungkan di dalam negara Islam Hadhari? muslimah tidak pakai tudung itu tiada apa-apa; itu hak manusia merdeka; hatta tiap kali cerdik pandai MAHASISWA/I (bakal pemimpin negara) menganjurkan malam akhir tahun, grand dinner, etc, semuanya menunjukkan "keindahan" ciptaan tuhan. bukit bukau dan lurah yang.....faham-faham sendiri.

OH. tidak memakai kad matrik itu kesalahan tatatertib universiti; saman RM 50.
maaf tuan.eh? yang berjalan di depan tuan pengawal keselamatan yang mulia itu siapa namanya? kak amy?
kak amy atau zulhaimi si anu bin si anu?
oh? dia wakil tarian cha-cha universiti kita? HEBAT!

hampir tersimpang jauh; tapi isinya, untuk kita lumurkan ke muka kita, tanam ke dalam minda kita; apa yang sudah kita buat untuk mengajak dunia lihat INDAHNYA ISLAM? AMANNYA ISLAM? BENARNYA ISLAM?

benar. saya pun banyak buat dosa juga. tapi mula dari kesedaran itulah kita bertitik tolak untuk merubah kepada yang lebih baik.

eloknya selain daripada layan american idol ataupun akademi fantasia, mulakanlah membaca intipati yang bermanfaat. bermacam wacana; saya sarankan satu, blog daripada Faisal tehrani, satu lagi daripada keretamayat.blogspot.com.di bawah ini satu luahan intelektual yang pernah saya postkan dalam blog lama saya dahulu, dari pahrul mohd juni.

mereka pun bukannya bagus sangat; tapi kan seronok kita mendengar pandangan dan kiasan orang lain, berfikir dan berbincang; dari sekadar mendengar suara sumbang,bersorak, menghabiskan ekonomi sms kita memastikan idola kita menang?

tak pernah sekalipun aznil berbicara pasal kartun dari denmark. tak pernah sekalipun ac mizal kecoh pasal wilder.

siapa wilder? =) masyaALLAH.

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MARAH KERANA CINTA, BUKAN KERANA BENCI?

lt;O>
Oleh: Pahrol Mohamad Juni

Saya masih ingat sikap `unik' (aneh)
sesetengah orang-orang tua kampung
dulu-dulu. Ruang di bawah rumah mereka
selalunya diperuntukkan untuk
meletakkan barang usang yang `kurang'
atau tidak perlu. Selalunya botol-
botol, tin-tin atau papan-papan buruk.
Entah kenapa semua itu tidak dibuang.
Hanya di letakkan begitu sahaja.
Diguna tidak, dibuang pun tidak.
Peliknya, apabila barang-barang
`antik' itu hendak diambil oleh orang
lain, cepat-cepat pula mereka
melarangnya. Tak boleh ?nak guna,
sayang, dan macam-macam alasan.
Itulah sebuah analogi yang terlintas
di fikiran bila saya ditanya tentang
kemarahan umat Islam terhadap
penyiaran karikatur menghina nabi
Muhammad s.a.w oleh akhbar-akhbar
Eropah khususnya Denmark.
"Encik tidak marah?" tanya seorang
siswa sehabis sahaja majlis diskusi
tentang topik berkenaan.
"Marah," akui saya perlahan.
"Tak cukup begitu sahaja. Esok kita
berarak, bakar bendera Denmark!"
Saya senyum.
"Kita ada cara yang lebih baik. Ada
senjata yang lebih hebat. Doa," balas
saya.
"Kita kena tunjuk kemarahan kepada
mereka yang menghina Rasul."
"Menunjukkan kecintaan kepada Rasul
lebih utama."
"Marah itulah tanda kecintaan kita?#34;
"Betul. Tetapi membuktikan kecintaan
dengan mengamalkan sunnahnya jauh
lebih utama."
"Encik takut?"
Saya renung matanya.
"Mengamalkan sunnah Rasul memerlukan
lebih keberanian?Tentangannya lebih
hebat. Bahkan daripada orang Islam
sendiri," tusuk saya perlahan.
"Kita bakar bendera mereka!"
"Kita `bakar' cara hidup mereka. Itu
lebih relevan."
Giliran dia pula yang diam. Mungkin
siswa yang `terbakar' ini mula
mengunyah maksud kiasan saya.
Lalu saya ceritakan analogi awal tadi.
Alhamdulillah, dia mendengar teliti.
"Kita dengan sunnah, seperti orang tua-
tua dahulu dengan barang-barang usang
di bawah rumah. Nak digunakan tidak,
nak dijunjung jauh sekali, tetapi bila
ada orang lain nak mengambilnya,
barulah heboh konon nak digunakan."
"Bagaimana kita hendak tunjukkan
perasaan marah?"
"Demontrasi depan manusia. Depan
Allah, kita berdoa. Kita muhasabah,
sejauh mana kecintaan kita kepada
Rasul-Nya. Mungkin provokasi Barat
membawa pengajaran tersirat."
"Pengajaran tersirat?"
"Ya, tersirat dari Allah?agar kita
menilai semula benar-benarkah kita
mencintai sunnah Rasul-Nya selama
ini."
"Kemarahan ummah inilah buktinya,"
ujarnya bersemangat.
"Kemarahan cuma bermusim. Hanya luapan
sentimen berkala. Namun kegigihan,
kebijaksanaan, perancangan dan
ketabahan jangka panjang amat perlu."
"Maksud encik?"
Jelas dia terpancing dengan kilasan
dan kiasan kata-kata.
"Jangka panjang, sudahkah kita
mendidik generasi muda mencintai Rasul
dan keluarganya? Saya risau generasi
muda yang mabuk hedonisme kini tidak
akan punya kemarahan yang sama seperti
yang saudara alami."
"Saya ada kawan-kawan sebaya yang
hidupnya lintang pukang, tapi masih
marah bila Rasulullullah
dipersendakan. Mereka akan turut
berarak esok!"
"Hidup lintang-pukang? Macam mana tu?"
tanya saya minta kepastian.
"Rock habis. Sembahyang tidak. Bergaul
bebas biasalah?tapi cinta mereka
terhadap Rasul tak luntur."
"Ajak mereka sembahyang dulu. Tak
berarak pun tak apa. Cinta dulu, marah
kemudian. Bila ada cinta, pasti ada
marah bila kecintaan dicela. Tapi
kalau marah saja, belum tentu ada
cinta?"
Dia diam lagi. Kali ini diamnya lebih
panjang.
"Agaknya orang tua tu marah tak kalau
kita ambil barang-barang berharga di
atas rumah?" tanyanya tiba-tiba.
"Orang tua mana?" tanya saya semula.
Hairan.
"Orang tua dalam analogi encik tadi
itulah!"
"Soalan tu kurang umph," gurau saya.
"Habis soalan apa yang umph?"
"Agaknya orang berani tak hendak minta
barang di atas rumah? Berbanding
barang usang di bawah rumah?" balas
saya.
Termenung lagi dia. Seronok rasanya
`membimbing' siswa ini berfikir.
Terimbau luapan semangat saya sewaktu
di kampus dulu. Beginilah pola
berfikir saya. .
Tiba-tiba dia bersuara, "tentu tak
berani,kerana barang di atas rumah
tentu lebih berharga."
"Begitulah sunnah, jika dihayati,
diamalkan dan diperjuangkan. Ia nampak
sangat berharga di tangan pencintanya.
Musuh tak kan berani mengusiknya,
apalagi nak menghinanya?#34;
"Encik ni, tak sangka ke situ pula
kiasannya."
"Kita orang Islam mesti menghormati
diri sendiri terlebih dahulu, barulah
orang lain akan menghargai kita.
Justeru, jika kita marahkan musuh yang
mengecam Rasul, marahkanlah juga diri
kita yang tidak benar-benar
mencintainya!"
"Dan?bukti cinta amalkan sunnah Rasul.
Itulah cara paling berkesan
mempamerkan `kemarahan' kepada musuh-
musuh yang menghinanya."
Alhamdulillah, saya yakin, kini
marahnya kerana cinta bukan kerana
benci. Dominasi cintakan Rasul bukan
emosi bencikan musuhnya.

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Alangkah indahnya kalau komitmen PMI terhadap fitna (yang pastinya umpama membaling batu ke dalam laut) sama seperti mengajak kawan - kawan kita ke masjid, berkias dengan muslimah kita bahawa tudung itu perhiasan yang paling mulia, dan mengubah "pink club" itu kepada club macho atau sebagainya. WALLAHUALAM.

a bit lapse

the Design editors editorial board.wonder when will the portfolio makes it debut?

YTL developer office

the proposed YTL developer office in taman university. the idea is to manifest the preservation of the greeness of the site, against the contextual bore and hard of the solid concrete buildings.model sketchup, rendered 100% photoshop.