Program Khidmat Masyarakat - Masih Ada Yang Sayang

This program is organized by DH5A1/2, Diploma in Hotel Management, UiTM Pulau Pinang. It is part of our course requirement for Event Management (HTH 365) and carries another 20% for our carry mark. The purpose of doing this event is to help this couple who has been half paralyzed (the husband) and blind (the wife) for the past 10 years. Their condition really saddens us and had opened our hearts to help them. So, open up your heart, just like we did and help us to help them. For the Muslims, this is the best time to help as it is the Holy month of Ramadhan. You can help us by giving money because we can help them with regards of buying all the necessities they need such as adult pampers, food, fans, curtains, clothes, bed sheets, paints and also to provide them cash money for their own use in the future. You can also help by providing one or few necessities mentioned. We are counting on your help to give them a better life and to reduce their burden. For more inquiries (especially on how to give the things you would like to donate), please contact En. Fairuz (our lecturer) at 012-6781989 or me at 012-5938689 or any other team members as mentioned in the video. Your support is very much appreciated. Thank You!

The Adventures of DH5A1 and 5A2-Tioman Island 2009

... starring Fairuz Abd Hakim! And introducing Hafizah Hashim, Nazrin and Siti Hazirah! You might not know who these people are (unless you're a registered member of the "And Things Like That" Community which is pioneered by Fairuz himself) hehe.

These are the people responsible in making our Tioman Trip a successful one. Fairuz Abd Hakim (the most supportive lecturer we ever had), Hafizah Hashim (the brilliant mute), and of course the two love birds, Nazrin a.k.a Nash and Hazirah a.k.a Zira were the leaders who planned the whole trip for our Event Management course. This trip carries 20% of our carry mark, thus it is important that everything is perfectly planned in order to have a smooth journey. Im really sorry that I could not write the whole story about the trip because our lecturer came up with a ‘brilliant’ policy; “What happens in Tioman, stays in Tioman”. So as a student (and also to avoid getting a C+ instead of an A) I have to abide whatever he says. The best thing I can do is to publish the photos in Tioman and let you guess whether or not we had fun (which can be seen on Facebook). Lastly, I would like to thank the leaders for making such memorable trip and we really did enjoy ourselves. Im sorry if I’ve done anything wrong (although I don’t think I did), I mean, hey, whatever happens in Tioman, stays in Tioman, kan?

Dottie loves DH5A!

p/s: i hope everything goes well with our next project.

LETTER FOR MUMMY

I know how much you love me
As I love you more than anyone else in this world
I’m thankful to have a mother like you
A loving, caring and protective mother
But then again
I do need my own space
Not too much
But just a bit
As I’m no longer a small girl
Who needs help every 5 minutes
You’ve brought me up the way you want me to be

I have my own needs and wants
I have my own dreams
But I’ve never said that I don’t want to achieve them
Of course I do
But I want to do it on my own
I’m a big girl now
A young lady as what you’ve been telling me
I was brought up to be a young lady
So please treat me like one

You’ve always been there for me
During my early days involved in any activities
Throughout these years I’ve learnt a lot from you
But now already a young lady I’ve become
It is time for me
To learn things on my own
Of course I need guidance
But on top of that
I need a little space
That’s all I’m asking for

IMPERFECTION

I might not have the perfect skin
As I bear ugly scars here and there
I might not have the perfect hair
As my hair is unnatural
I might not have the perfect look
As I’m not as pretty as any other girls
I might not have the perfect character
As I’m not as crazy and bubbly as any other girls
What I am is a flaw
An imperfection

I was scared to express my feelings
And it wasn’t the right time to do so
The thoughts of will you accept imperfection
Simply lead me to sleepless nights
As I might not be the best person for you

Despite all these
I find it prominent for me to justify my feelings
As I couldn’t keep it to myself
Accept me for who I am
And don’t ask me to change into someone I’m not
Accept this imperfection
As I will love and cherish you for the rest of my life

GOOD MORNING LOVE

Good morning love
It’s a lovely day today
How I wish you’re here with me
And the time stops right here right now

Good morning love
It’s a beautiful day today
I would give up anything
Just to have you here with me

I miss the times
We used to spend together
I miss the laughs
That we had when you cracked jokes
I miss your lips
Kissing me softly all over my face
I miss your arms
Wrapped around me

I feel secured whenever I’m with you
I feel safe whenever I’m with you

KAMU

For those who might not know this, songwriting is my part time job. Basically,I write English songs, but right now I'm trying to write songs in Bahasa Melayu - it's part of my latest personal project. Since i have no idea on how to make beautiful sentences in Bahasa Melayu, I asked a favor from my bro, AYET. So, this piece over here was written by him. Enjoy! ~XOXO~

p/s: i suggested this title, but if u do have any other suggestions, feel free to suggest=)


Kalau pun syurga itu indah,
Aku tetap pilih kamu,
Kalau pun hembusan angin itu menenangkan,
Aku tetap pilih kamu,
Kalaupun waktu itu adalah nyawa,
Aku akan tetap pilih kamu,
Dan sekarang kamu nampakkan betapa besarnya engkau dalam aku?
Engkau terlalu besar dan mendalam buat aku,
Dan tiada seorang pun yang boleh ganti kamu,
Maaf jika ku tidak sempurna,
Seluruh alam,
Ku selami mencari mu,
Aku tidak takut kehilangan mu,
Tapi aku takut kehilangan cintamu,
Jika bahagia mula menjelma,
Bila keyakinan datang,
Kasih disalut dengan kejujuran,
Memiliki diri mu hingga akhir hayat bersama kamu…
Bermula cerita engkau dan aku melayar bahtera,
Dua insan yang tak pernah kenal antara sesama..

The Hair Incident

There is a saying that a mother knows what’s best for her kids. What had happened to me recently proves that statement is quite true. Well, you might think it’s not really a big deal, but it does to me.

You see, my hair has always been an issue to me since I was in primary 6 (12 years old). My hair started to become frizzy since then, and the reason for it is still under investigation (cewah, mcm CSI plak…hehehe). I had straight hair since I was an infant until primary 6. I started to lose my confidence - with regards of my hair but not anything else. When I was in Form 3 (15 years old), I started to iron perm my hair a.k.a rebonding.

Since 2004 until 2008, I have straightened my hair 5 times. I know what many of you might think - that’s ridiculous! It is actually, but yuh, that’s what I did. I somehow feel more confident with my straight hair rather than frizzy hair. Come to 2009, I paid a visit to my hairdresser, Judy, for a haircut. She suggested that I perm my hair rather than straighten it again. My mom had thought about doing it to me as well, so she generally approved Judy’s suggestion, and 4 hours later, my hair is done! It was curly - as in the doll’s curl (not that I’m saying I looked like a doll - but I was referring to the curls). I was so happy and ecstatic with my new look, and that for the first time ever, I felt confident with my fluffy, curled hair! So, in order to maintain my curls, I can’t comb my hair.

I thought everything will run smoothly and that I will maintain this new hairstyle of mine for quite sometime - without being aware what was about to happen next. I had the chance to keep the hair for about a week, and when I was back to Ipoh for the weekend, everything turned ugly. Jeng…Jeng...Jeng (kononnya sound effect bg gimmick la…hehehe). On Saturday night (25th April 2009) my mom made me comb my hair!! Now, some of you might think this is shocking and some of you might not, but seriously it was to me. The reason why is because she said my hair looked terrible and that by combing it, my hair will look much better - that’s what she thought. And she was wrong!!
When mummy started combing my hair (which I refused at first), I started crying. My cat, Tammy was sleeping on the bed, was shocked by the fact that I was crying, and he came to me and trying to console me - but it didn’t work anyway. I cried and cried and cried and cried my heart out while my mom yelled at me not to cry. Of course the hair looked horrible and I looked like a crazy person on the loose. I ran straight to my room - with Tammy (take note - the combing incident was in my parents’ room) and locked myself in it. My mom who scolded me at first came knocking my door and trying to console me. I opened the door and she said she will curl my hair again by using the curlers I have. She tried, but we all know it doesn’t work! I started to break down into tears again, when she hugged me and said she will take me to my hairdresser tomorrow and promised me that everything will be ok. I was supposed to go back to Penang on Sunday morning, but we went to the salon instead. She told Judy to cut my hair and straighten it for the last time. The reason why is simply because I will look my age (or perhaps younger looking Nisa) with a much shorter hair, and that the curls made me look older as in a mom with 5 kids. And so, I’m now with a new look (again) - shorter, straighter, and fresher looking Nisa Dottie. So if anybody sees me anyway, do say Hi to me, OK?

In conclusion, Mothers do know what’s best for her kids.

CONFESSIONS OF A LOVER

You complete me
With the ways you treat me
The ways you make me laugh
The ways you make me melt
And only you know exactly
What to do
To make my day

I’ve never loved a person
The way I love you
Because there’re no other guys
Who would know who I really am
Who could see how I truly am
And who could accept me
For who I am