tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41441644824900032702024-03-14T02:33:16.392-07:00A..L..O..N..EForget The Past And Move To The Future..J-Eryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08492821828559105068noreply@blogger.comBlogger56125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144164482490003270.post-87763043725935283952012-04-23T22:42:00.000-07:002012-04-23T22:42:26.264-07:00Ngakut PodiNyuang minggu d ropas, ku turung pgoma ku ngakut podi..sok bori umoh nog bori toyak, mokua noh sok bori toyak nog oran raya..then, ngakut kai hilux tuakku..onu 6 ngakut daang 2 trip..onu minggu ngakut lg 2 trip..ish..kowok bonar geh, tp naan cjaleh..jok wat eh ngan nyek yak turung pgoma nyek..moh doik podi, doik geh boras, then doik geh koyuh d yak man nyek...kan doik bisaya, suba ninga gmbr d douk tih..<br />
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apa mcm, ok yeh? oggi nyaa d doik pernah nai kroja tih daang siumur-umur idip eh..tudu ingan d mo nai..oku respect ingan krana ingan msh turung cnok samah ngan..wlupn kroja tih rorah, tp hasil eh dpd nyikon nog sunih onu..:)</div>
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<br />J-Eryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08492821828559105068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144164482490003270.post-66947924744062366622012-04-03T23:04:00.003-07:002012-04-03T23:09:47.229-07:005S xjdhallo..bertemu kembali di lembaran kali nie..xda byk crita..just nak kongsikan sedikit informasi mengenai apa yg berlaku di office pada pg nie..dr semalam smpi pg td..saya busy bt labeling and filing tp last2x urg 5S xjd dtg..rugi je buat kerja yg berlambak-lambak 2..nasib baik semua sdh settle..so, lps nie boleh la sy rehat puas2x..hahahha<div><br /></div><div>ba..jumpa lg..mau on9 facebook dulu.papai..</div>J-Eryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08492821828559105068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144164482490003270.post-37070856109864017212012-02-16T18:22:00.000-08:002012-02-16T18:32:46.843-08:00Praktikal di Wisma SALCRA<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHw-MudcL0YyBplZzqK1GeK1-NMe9P6gttx4rfmpXUUWk971UfXiQsrenwx7qWRSIhRKAbes8P3dyz3XdNClQy_H_WpPHQPjyuOwMSJ3gnoipqnSnkDbXgy9fXoOR2Bf4s2cQQjjuRSFQl/s1600/Snapshot_20120215_2.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHw-MudcL0YyBplZzqK1GeK1-NMe9P6gttx4rfmpXUUWk971UfXiQsrenwx7qWRSIhRKAbes8P3dyz3XdNClQy_H_WpPHQPjyuOwMSJ3gnoipqnSnkDbXgy9fXoOR2Bf4s2cQQjjuRSFQl/s320/Snapshot_20120215_2.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5709926615596144690" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Allo...lama sdh xupdate blog nie..so, just nak kongsi sedikit maklumat mengenai latihan praktikal yang baru bermula pada minggu ini di wisma salcra..buat masa skrang nie..sy xda bt apa2x memandangkan sy asyik stay di office cja..di tingkat 7..wlupn penat dan boring tp best juga la sbb ada kwn sekepala..bkn mudah nak dpt kawan sekepalakan..hahhaa..itu pun gara2x tau bahasa iban, kalau x, diam cja..hahaha<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Minggu nie kerja saya tiap2x online je..klu kwn sekerja minta tolong, br la ada kerja..tp sy bersyukurla kerana diberi peluang untuk rilek dahulu sebelum bz pada next week..next week, saya akan turun ke site dengan boss dan mybe akan travelling juga nanti..tp yg penting, next week mmg minggu yg agak mencabar bagi saya..perlu sedia dr segi mental dan emosi nie...hahhaa..Anyway..saya rasa sampai setakat ini cja untuk kali nie..nanti jumpa dalam post yg akan datang...sekian..<br /><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span></div></div>J-Eryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08492821828559105068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144164482490003270.post-22410935567927087302012-01-21T10:03:00.000-08:002012-01-21T10:08:26.092-08:00sunyihaizz..memang boring btul cuti nie..mkn tdo je kerja aku kat bilik..xde benda lain nak buat..tiap-tiap hari tengok movie je..smpi aku pun rasa muak sdh mau tengok movie...nasib baik la..hujung minggu nie dihabiskan dengan sebaik-baiknya..aku plan stay di church..boring ba klu xda buat apa-apa..ba, mau cow dulu..penat owhh setelah 3 round maen UNO td..aku sorang je wakil ump..yg lain semua dr shahputra dan uitm..ba, cow lok...J-Eryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08492821828559105068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144164482490003270.post-53407344931419240792012-01-08T22:53:00.000-08:002012-01-08T23:19:01.803-08:00Gudbye Sis<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhrNa0Vg5sPvVens5KFIOaapT8ID6vTO-AQX-mBlmTDXoU2If_HwOZkJWn4RqjYsoaZkfsyKvHvpWY2lvtUlXf1dorS6G1fmo9fUtUgrszlbFQp9tVhhpmisxFtfpj69WtYYJe6MpzgxGg/s1600/gery++n+cynthia+2011.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhrNa0Vg5sPvVens5KFIOaapT8ID6vTO-AQX-mBlmTDXoU2If_HwOZkJWn4RqjYsoaZkfsyKvHvpWY2lvtUlXf1dorS6G1fmo9fUtUgrszlbFQp9tVhhpmisxFtfpj69WtYYJe6MpzgxGg/s320/gery++n+cynthia+2011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695527976690894146" /></a><br /> Dimana ada pertemuan, disana pasti ada perpisahan.. Skrang sdh mau abis semester, semua urg sdh mula packing brg utk balik tp sy pula ,msh merempat di UMP smbl menantikan saat2x presentation untuk PSM2.. Haiz..boring rasanya duduk di UMP tanpa buat apa2x selama dua minggu..maca, urg gila cja..<div><br /></div><div> Saya bukan mau cerita ttg diri saya la..just mau ucap slamat jalan kepada orang yg rapat dengan saya iaitu, Cynthia George.. Walaupun br kenal dlm masa satu tahun setengah, ianya membawa banyak kenangan antara kami berdua.. Dia adalah sorang pompuan yang mudah tersenyum, ceria dan manja2x ckit ( kdg2x).. Dia umpama adik bg saya dan slalu cja panggil sy "Bro". </div><div><br /></div><div> Saya harap dia akan baik2x cja selepas ini.. Slamat Jalan Sis..Jaga diri ko baik2x arr..Nanti kita jumpa lagi time sy combocation.. Saya xsabar2x untuk menanti-nantikan saat itu.. Saya mau bawa ko pg mkn di Gambang lg.. bkn stakat mau jumpa ko cja..malah mau jumpa skali adik2x saya yg lain iaitu Fifi dan Elvina.. </div><div><br /></div><div> Saya pun xtau knapa saya mau post ttg kepulangan ko nie.. Kdg2x sy rasa sedih juga nie.. biasala 2 kan perasaan abang terhadap adik..mstila sedih klu adik blk dulu kan..hehehe.. Anyway, gudluck in the future k sis.. Jangan ko nakal2x semasa ketiadaan saya disini.. dan klu boleh, next sem, ko msti rajin2x turun church k.. jgn xturun pula..</div><div><br /></div><div> Just to let u know, your brother always love u all... I also gonna miss u later... Anyway, May god bless u always in whatever u do k..</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>J-Eryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08492821828559105068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144164482490003270.post-57969017847409975172011-11-12T00:19:00.000-08:002011-11-12T00:27:00.140-08:00LI application<div style="text-align: center;"><span ><u> </u></span></div><br />Wah..beberapa minggu lg..msti kena tempat LI nie..Klu x, merempat di UMp la jwbnya.. Untuk makluman semua, saya br cja selesai hantar surat LI ke 5 company. Harap2x boleh dapat feedback cpt..ndak pyh binggung2x lg tercari2x nie.. Inshya orite..mudah-mudahan dapat..bagi yg xpercaya, anda boleh la tgk gmbr dibawah..tengok jgn x tengok..hahaha..<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSiiL6BQuytSP7-NNqQg4KdjDnn83tOOVGOuzXnWtNyw1PgdTTFwBz4OtGU48SlSnSzzbwnjAh74aMp27uhzsbIxu5onGvd67ERFgN8dUN3lGDSU5nnKt1g7VhUJJ4-_xf9YVv-Hp26Mij/s320/11112011.jpg" /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>J-Eryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08492821828559105068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144164482490003270.post-33596990437881379432011-08-04T00:04:00.000-07:002011-08-04T00:16:43.922-07:00Ragam Kehidupanslamat ngumi...<div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Nu tih oku yak kongsikan 1 crita d oggi berlaku daang idipku..Sok isok nog ayuh nyek mmg bogo dingan nyek..Watnoh geh 2 oku tih..Dingan oma mmg nyaa d slalu oku bisaya eh 2 slalu nak kira tudu eh..tp adin okon pula koyuh d berlaku..dingan oma nyek mo ponai yak mogo odop nyek..tp odop plak doik puan pasal noh..jok nyek nunak cja..kodda in d nang nyaa nyoma, follow the lead..</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Oku tih mmg slalu cja bisaya d nyaa..bukan oni, bg oku,dingan oku yohleh segala-gala..biasa la,doik nyaa d perfect daang dunia tih..suak eh oggi kelemahan..kodda oku geh..asar nyaa mogo oku, susah nyam oku yak bisaya d yoh lg..inohleh d susah oku tih..yak nolon poit,yak toran nyayang plak..biarla..oku doik kisah tiak adin neh,biarla oni d yak berlaku,biar berlaku jek..yang penting oku hepi jek..oku arap ingan buka negeh otin nyaa inoh topa eh..mak gaa adak yoh truskan nai koyuh d watinoh..koyuh tih mo berlanjutan akan menjd "darah dlm duri" in nyaa kirieng..</div>J-Eryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08492821828559105068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144164482490003270.post-56587389928270251892010-10-16T08:45:00.000-07:002010-10-16T09:04:54.829-07:00Black Tie Dinner 10<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk4CxcBum2biW6C9M8cTt9iuCwwsgjg4ACvs_GmKO2RgeYlLjMPaCivyyA5voM-h_dOapQhyphenhyphenQmjOTwJzFQddqTorg9n0KB-d_xRh2xioNKMi8RUQpj1a1GCGJrMH1rY8uswRAfG-6iZf-S/s1600/jery5.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528674166872678898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk4CxcBum2biW6C9M8cTt9iuCwwsgjg4ACvs_GmKO2RgeYlLjMPaCivyyA5voM-h_dOapQhyphenhyphenQmjOTwJzFQddqTorg9n0KB-d_xRh2xioNKMi8RUQpj1a1GCGJrMH1rY8uswRAfG-6iZf-S/s320/jery5.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div> </div><div> </div><div><a 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528673929593971858" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiJ0ZWamnr9rgDLR2RhlixWnfwQ6s0w9En4t_SNaZ62F-QPy8DgHl2cZCBLUf-4NXvlHwPXXIZzMzNFmmbE8eQZ7ig-jQX71tNhjeYjranNtIuvs_VJQDdZDfZiXHx05LBB4PCus1DCrVQ/s320/jery3.jpg" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528673685866015522" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyd_9xVwRlzdaP7f57fec4EfaeOo6S2-cO9ctiWA6tCNjTyPwGeSO9bm6Bghd5cOo2m0ewdX6gmz5IKipxL18zlnK-ON-JOlCHq4L7etjaWU08HRKX5AVmTO0gjNV2bl3UVOisVYAxClW3/s320/improsh+crew3.jpg" /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5rFr2Na-b3CvKkVFd2ZFWZ0noucMFBJz3Ypa4Ps9SeZGb1PiFz0GmdIQsPIZiX_HOAKmeXXpKDxV86CxmS_PZLpKvJM8hd9w-TDp7ufFm9wExMMShs8KDHiyhw-UTvob_Wfe4CUNusv3V/s1600/improsh+crew2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528673499650819154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5rFr2Na-b3CvKkVFd2ZFWZ0noucMFBJz3Ypa4Ps9SeZGb1PiFz0GmdIQsPIZiX_HOAKmeXXpKDxV86CxmS_PZLpKvJM8hd9w-TDp7ufFm9wExMMShs8KDHiyhw-UTvob_Wfe4CUNusv3V/s320/improsh+crew2.jpg" /></a><br /><div><br /><br />Shalom, </div><div><br />lama rasanya xmengisi ruangan blogspot nie..so kali nie nak update ckit..bak kata urg ckit2 lama2 jd bukit..so utk post yg kali nie,semuanya berkenaan dgn dinner IMPROSH pada 14 Oktober 2010..antara perkara yg menarik utk dinner tahun nie ialah selain pemberian anugerah dekan,terselit juga pemberian anugerah tokoh sukan,tokoh kebudayaan,tokoh keusahawanan,tokoh pelajar dan tokoh fakulti..kriteria bg setiap anugerah tokoh adalah mesti cemerlang dlm akedemik dan bergiat aktif dlm setiap kategori yang dipertandingkan..so tgk la gmbr2 prog di atas nie..just gmbr sy sendiri cja tau..haha </div></div></div></div></div>J-Eryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08492821828559105068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144164482490003270.post-27710360109629929892010-08-19T17:35:00.000-07:002010-08-19T17:43:18.076-07:00Perbuatan..Kadang kala apa yang kita harapkan bukan sesuatu yang kita minta dan apa yang kita minta bukan sesuatu yang kita mau..semua ini adalah emosi yang menguasai diri kita, so kita xbole terlalu berharap..kadang-kadang kita msti melepaskan sesuatu walaupun susah..ini bukan cja akan menenangkan hati kita malah memberikan kebaikan kepada kita..<br /><br /> Kadang-kadang kita sendiri pun xtau dan xsedar apa yg kita lakukan..so kita kena ingat apa yg telah kita lakukan..jangan jadikan perkara menjadi duri dalam diri kita sendiri..yang lepas biar la lepas, jadikannya sebagai satu pengajaran buat diri kita kerana ianya membuatkan kita semakin matang untuk menempuh kehidupan yang penuh dengan cabaran dan dugaan ini.J-Eryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08492821828559105068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144164482490003270.post-52973156305008023062010-02-10T19:27:00.000-08:002010-02-10T19:41:47.764-08:00gelisahhari ini berasa runsing setiap kali memikirkan apa yang harus aku lakukan pada keesokkan harinya..aku xpasti samada aku msh mampu berdiri utk menempuhi hari2 esok..aku cuba berharap agar keajaiban akan berlaku..<br />kenapa aku msh teringkatkan si dia..adakah dia seorang cja yg bertakhta di hatiku yang sunyi ini..aku sendiri pun xtau..aku cuba utk mencari pengantinya tapi aku gagal sama skali..apa yg harus aku lakukan oo tuhan?berilah hamba muu nie kekuatan utk menempuhi hari2 esok...<br />knapa aku msh mau menipu diri sendiri yg aku msh menyayangi dan mencintai dia..meskipun dia org pertama yg bertakhta dihatiku..senyumannya dah wajahnya selalu terlintas di sanubariku..adakah ini petanda dari muu tuhan..<br />walaupun kami kerap bergaduh atas sebab yg xpasti tp adakah mungkin kami akan bersama di akhirnya..aku sendiri pun xpasti dan xmengerti..oo tuhan,bantulah hamba muu ini,hamba muu ini xbrani berdiri sendirian dan memerlukan petunjuk dari muu..tolonglah oo tuhan..J-Eryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08492821828559105068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144164482490003270.post-4492198561609719992010-01-30T23:34:00.000-08:002010-01-30T23:39:17.645-08:00penatBagiku setiap hari merupakan hari yang memenatkan bagi aku..ada cja benda yg perlu aku lakukan..assignment pun banyak..memang susah..kalau boleh,aku ingin tidur utk seminggu untuk mengembalikan tenagaku dan kekuatanku tetapi apa bole buat..dah menjadi lumrah sebagai seorang pelajar universiti untuk menempuhi apa jua cabaran yang datang..ku harap semangatku untuk berjuang sebagai seorang pelajar tak akan luntur sehingga ke akhirnya..J-Eryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08492821828559105068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144164482490003270.post-37799231403465411132010-01-25T08:47:00.000-08:002010-01-25T09:08:11.298-08:00Belenggu..Jam menunjukkan pukul 12.48 pagi,tetapi aku blum tido lagi..Macam biasa la,sibuk menyiapkan assignment2 yang berlambak..sesudah assignment disiapkan,maka masa rilek la sdh..<br /> Dalam suasana yang sunyi,tiba2 terlintas sesuatu di ingatanku..sesuatu yang xdapat aku lupakan..suatu perasaan yang tidak dapat ku ungkapkan dengan kata2..yang membuatkan aku mengimbas kembali kenangan manis dulu..<br /> Ketika mengingatkan hal tersebut,aku mula berasa sedih dan berharap agar semuanya akan menjadi seperti sedia kala namun hakikatnya semua itu adalah palsu2 belaka..masa yang sudah berlalu takkan kembali lagi..macam itulah dengan kehidupan kita,kita takkan dapat apa yang kita miliki macam dulu tetapi yang yang kita perlu lakukan adalah lakukan sebaik mungkin supaya ianya menjadi seperti dahulu..<br /> Sejak akhir2 ini,aku selalu dibelengui perasaan ini..menyebabkan aku makan xlalu,tido xlena..walaupun kami sekadar kawan,tetapi hatiku tetap ingin memilikinya kerana ku sangat cintakan dia..aku xdapat mengungkapkan apa2 yang ada dihatiku ini kerana aku pasti dia xingin aku berperasaan begini terhadapnya..so aku harap agar tuhan berikan aku kekuatan untuk meneruskan hidupku yang penuh dengan panca roba ini..berikan aku kesempatan untuk melupakan segalanya2..biarlah ianya hanya tinggal sejarah dalam diari hidupku..J-Eryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08492821828559105068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144164482490003270.post-54787980619119322592010-01-24T22:07:00.000-08:002010-01-24T22:08:57.054-08:00the truth about ourselfAccepting the Truth about Ourselves<br />By Psych Central Staff <br /><br /><br /><br />Considering the amount of time I spend confessing my mistakes and shortcomings in therapy, I often think the doc missed his true calling. And therapy would definitely be easier if I could step into his office, confess my sins and leave the rest of the work to God until my next session. I’d leave every session cheerfully if it were that simple. <br /><br />But it isn’t that simple, and the doc doesn’t let me off the hook that easily. He forgives readily, but he doesn’t let me forget that my behavior needs work, so he always seems to have plans to talk about and explore the behavior that led to my latest confession. <br /><br />I don’t look forward to these conversations, but I have grown accustomed to them, because we have them regularly. Facing the pain that I inflict upon others remains a daunting task for me, primarily because of two nasty little details: I hurt others more often than I care to admit, and it isn’t always unintentional. <br /><br />It’s the latter detail that often causes me to wince these days, particularly since the person I currently target most often is also the person who’s trying to help me understand and change my behavior: my therapist. And he does not subscribe to the belief that it’s enough simply to recognize when we hurt others, apologize, and try not to do it again. While that’s a good place to start, it is too easy to make promises we don’t or can’t keep, and simply trying not to do it again is a lesson in the illusion of responsibility, neither one conducive to therapy. <br /><br />It’s easy to say, I won’t or I’ll try not to do it again, and when I’ve made that promise in the past I always intended to keep it. But a lifetime of not understanding my behavior and being caught off-guard by powerful feelings have left me with some serious deficits in impulse control, particularly in my close relationships. Making promises without making serious attempts to understand my actions leaves everyone around me frustrated and angry, so much of my therapy consists of figuring out why I do what I do. <br /><br />My long-time favorite and usually truthful answer to that question, “I don’t know”, invites my therapist to challenge me as we begin the task of figuring it out together. But I’ve come to appreciate his expectations of hard work, responsibility, and honesty, just as I appreciate his forgiveness and understanding when I make mistakes, because I make plenty of them. That’s a hard-to-beat combination of values, and knowing I can count on him to uphold those values makes facing the truth about myself less formidable.<br /><br />It is less distressing now, but it still isn’t easy. I am a trauma survivor, and we trauma survivors often blame ourselves for the pain and abuse inflicted upon us, but we generally find it extremely difficult to accept that we too are capable of hurting others. We tend to hold firmly a belief that we are incapable of hurting others due to knowing and experiencing the pain and terror of abuse. This belief is a protective measure, and its primary purpose is to protect us from the threat of identifying with those who abused us. If we can identify with them in<br />any way, we might be like them, and the last thing a survivor wants to be like is an abuser.<br /><br />And so, upon realizing a few years ago that I had indeed hurt people, I was quite upset but not as shocked as I thought I would be. In my attempt to protect my self-image as one who would never hurt others intentionally, I reminded myself that we all hurt people inadvertently sometimes, and, pleased with my acceptance of the truth I was content to believe that my behavior, while hurtful at times, was never abusive because it wasn’t intentional. And as long as it wasn’t intentional, there was little I needed to do except try to avoid making the same mistake again. But that acceptance was short-lived, and whatever discomfort I felt at the time paled in comparison to the shock I felt upon my later discovery—that at times I had hurt people intentionally.<br /><br />I clearly remember the panic I felt when I realized I could not deny, at least to myself, that I had hurt someone intentionally. I was at home at the time, thinking about the work I was doing in therapy, when an incident involving a friend, an incident that I had long since forgotten suddenly found its way back to my memory, instantly shattering my belief that I was incapable of deliberate harm. My heart raced, my hands trembled and my stomach churned. One word flashed through my mind repeatedly: ABUSER. <br /><br />I wanted to run, I wanted to hide, I wanted to hurt myself—anything to escape. The one thing I did NOT want to do was admit this to my therapist. I was certain that he would hate me, fear me, and reject me. I was terrified by the thought of telling him, but I was equally terrified by the thought of being alone with this secret. After agonizing over it for some time, I finally made a decision, hoping it was the right one but fearing it would be my therapeutic downfall. I<br />chose to tell him what I had done.<br /><br />My therapist did none of what I expected when I told him. He didn’t hate me, fear me, or reject me. His compassion was clear and genuine. He not only still cared about me, he praised me for having the courage to face an ugly truth about myself. It was a pivotal moment in my treatment, and I was grateful for his ability to respond with sensitivity and kindness.<br /><br />Not all trauma survivors are fortunate enough to experience compassion in the face of their own admission of guilt when it comes to hurting someone intentionally. Not all trauma therapists are capable of responding to such admissions with sensitivity and kindness. This is unfortunate, because the truth is that we are all capable of inflicting harm, and the sooner we recognize this fact, the better our chances of understanding and preventing it.<br /><br />But some therapists react with fear, and though they may try to respond therapeutically to our admissions, as trauma survivors we are quite adept at recognizing both fear and anger in people important to us. We don’t usually miss this; if anything we tend to seize upon it immediately and revise our version of events to minimize the impact on our therapists. <br /><br />When therapists react with fear, it sets the stage for a therapy with little substance or honesty, sometimes resulting in an elaborate but unproductive game of self-deception for both parties involved. Sometimes therapists minimize the impact of our actions by questioning our actual intent. They sometimes become self-protective, insisting upon behavioral contracts to protect the therapy even in the absence of any threats to our treatment. Others become even more punitive, to the point of outright rejection, insisting that they cannot work with us because they do not feel safe.<br /><br />Safety, of course, is essential to both client and therapist, and in the presence of behavior that truly threatens either party, it is necessary to take protective action. But it has been my experience, and the experiences of numerous other trauma survivors, that some therapists exhibit a knee-jerk reaction to any perceived threat, real or imagined. I once had a therapist tell me she was frightened of me because of a violent dream I had shared with her. Needless to say, the therapeutic value of that relationship went downhill rather quickly. <br /><br />But I am far from alone in this experience. Without making a generalized statement based on assumptions, I frequently see some common factors that I believe contribute greatly to therapist fear and to the failure to help us face and understand our own hurtful behavior. Unfortunately, these contributing factors sometimes result in therapy that only touches the surface, or in termination of treatment. In either situation, the possibility of exploring and understanding the harm we inflict upon others is lost.<br /><br />The first factor, which I encounter often in discussions about trauma therapy on the Internet, is a significant history of trauma and abuse in the therapist’s own life. This is a delicate issue, because of a common belief among both trauma survivors and a number of therapists that<br />survivor therapists are the best trauma therapists due to their own experiences. I don’t dispute the fact that survivor therapists are probably the most sympathetic therapists due to their own experiences, but sympathy alone does not make one a good therapist.<br /><br />Though this is not universal, survivor therapists often appear to be more fearful in general, which is not surprising given the neuropsychological complexities of trauma related disorders, and the fact that residual effects of trauma can last for many years. This fear is usually communicated to clients in one way or another despite the therapist’s efforts to conceal it. Its effect is to preclude any real investigation of our own tendencies to lash out at others because we are more likely to hide those aspects of ourselves that we believe our therapist fears or dislikes. <br /><br />We want to be cared for and liked, and we also have a tendency to be caretakers ourselves, so any indication that our therapist is anxious or upset by something we revealed is likely to be met with a reluctance to disclose such information in the future. This is a problem I encounter frequently on Internet survivors’ forums, and I believe a contributing factor is that survivors who later become therapists often do so before they complete their own therapy, which makes them even more susceptible to vicarious traumatization. This is detrimental to both client and therapist. <br /><br />A fearful therapist who relies upon dissociation to avoid being triggered by the client’s material is not a better therapist because she has this ability, she is an impaired therapist, and a therapist impaired by dissociation may have crucial lapses in judgment due to a failure to integrate thoughts, feelings, and experiences. She may feel discomfort or fear while conducting therapy with a particular client and believe it is due to an implicit perception of the client’s inner rage when in reality it is due to an unresolved issue of her own. Under those circumstances, any examination of the client’s behavior toward others is likely to be clouded by the therapist’s own issues which she mistakenly attributes to the client.<br /><br />An additional factor leading to the failure to examine our own hurtful behavior is the misconception that abused girls become adults who internalize their anger and hurt themselves, and abused boys become externalizing adults who hurt others. While there is some validity to this, it is by no means an absolute truth. Yet this belief is perpetuated by survivors, therapists, and society in general and is often presented as an absolute truth. This is a dangerous practice, because it results in a tendency for female survivors and therapists to believe it is not necessary for us to look at the ways in which our behavior might be hurtful to others, and a tendency also to assume that as females, we are different because we do not identify with our abusers, who are commonly males. It offers us some relief because it absolves us of the anguish and shame associated with identification, and it leads us full circle to our original belief that we are incapable of hurting others due to knowing and experiencing the pain and terror of abuse.<br /><br />But it may also lead to a serious problem: becoming trapped in the cycle of abuse by adopting the role of perpetual victim. It is not at all uncommon for female survivors of childhood abuse to become revictimized as adults. As children, we were not responsible for the abuse and our<br />options were extremely limited. As adults, however, we often continue to place ourselves in situations and relationships that hold us hostage to those limitations because we don’t believe we play any role in being abused. <br /><br />But if we look closely at our own behavior in relationships with the help of a good therapist, and we are willing to be honest with ourselves, we usually discover that we make choices which keep us from getting out of the victim role. These patterns of behavior are frequently played out in most, if not all of our important relationships. Many people, abused or not, fail to recognize that in every relationship, even abusive relationships, two people are responsible for what works and what doesn’t work. Unfortunately, when people hear such a statement, they often interpret it as blaming the victim by making her responsible for someone else’s decision to hurt her, but that’s not what it means. It means that two people make independent decisions that impact each other, and if we don’t understand how and why we came to those decisions, we’re likely to use the same approach in another relationship, thus repeating an unsuccessful and harmful pattern of behavior in relationships unconsciously.<br /><br />When we combine unconscious patterns of relating in ways that cause us harm, with a firm belief that we are incapable of causing harm to others, we have a disastrous mixture, because we then tend to believe that we are as helpless as we were during our childhood. We fail to recognize or feel our anger and rage because anger feels dangerous and threatening to us, but when we don’t feel it, we can’t use it appropriately to protect us from harm. <br /><br />Anger is a normal human emotion, and if we fail to accept that being the victim of the worst kind of hurt and pain has made us more, rather than less angry, we run the risk of believing that our experiences made us better people because being abused taught us to be gentle and kind. Certainly there is nothing wrong with being gentle and kind, but if we attribute those qualities to being victimized as children, and we do not recognize the depth of our anger and instead see ourselves as incapable of hurting someone else, we cannot be fully human. <br /><br />In order to be fully human we have to accept that if we are capable of doing good, we are also capable of causing harm. Some people may cause more good than harm, or the other way around, but we are all born with the capacity for both, which is an evolutionary necessity because any organism that’s unable to inflict harm is destined to die out due to its inability to defend itself. We need the ability to cause harm in order to survive. It doesn’t necessarily mean we have to use that ability but we do need to possess it, and we need to recognize it exists because we won’t be able to use something we don’t know we have. <br /><br />And if we believe we’re unable to inflict harm, if we believe the ability to cause harm does not exist in us, then we are also likely to believe, consciously or unconsciously, that we can’t defend ourselves against harm. If we harbor a belief that we cannot defend ourselves while continuing to place ourselves in unsafe situations and relationships, we remain trapped in the role of perpetual victim.<br /><br />I believe that the conflict between an unacknowledged desire to hurt others, and the belief that our experiences taught us to be gentle and kind to others may often result in the deepest pain, because those of us who believe we do not want to hurt others often display behaviors characteristic of internalized anger. Suicide threats, self-mutilation, withdrawal and distancing are behaviors that often communicate rage, and that leave others feeling helpless, hurt, frightened and confused. When we deny any intent to harm others by these actions and insist that we are only harming ourselves, we are communicating our refusal to acknowledge and deal with our underlying rage in less destructive ways. Denial of the impact of our behavior on others is often as damaging as the behavior itself.<br /><br />Therapists who collude with clients to avoid the discomfort of examining hurtful behavior are not being kind, they are being misleading and irresponsible. For our own well-being and that of our significant others, it is necessary to understand and to accept that all human beings are capable of inflicting pain, and that we all do so, whether intentionally or inadvertently. And whether we care to believe it or not, we all inflict pain intentionally at one time or another. Even the name-calling behaviors we learned as young children are intentional attempts to cause pain, because we would not engage in that behavior if we did not want to hurt someone’s feelings.<br /><br />And therapists who are themselves fearful, for any reason, are of little help to those of us who are often puzzled by and frightened of our own behavior in relationships. Survivors who become trauma therapists before completing their own therapy are not serving anyone’s best interests. It is neither helpful nor altruistic; it is self-serving and potentially damaging. Trauma clients need the calm, steady presence of a therapist who is fully present, not the illusion of a steady presence exhibited by a dissociated therapist. And just as a young, frightened child becomes more fearful if she recognizes fear in her caregiver and protector, trauma clients also tend to have heightened reactions to the perception of fear in a therapist. We often find it very difficult to differentiate between the past and present during periods of intense emotions. <br /><br />My therapist’s calm demeanor and unwavering presence when I am fearful of my own desires to hurt him during this confusion allow me to feel that rage in safety rather than act on it. This is extremely important to my continuing progress toward healing, because being abused did not teach me to be gentle and kind. Being abused taught me to go to extremes in order to get some needs met. It taught me to hurt others before they hurt me. It taught me to take what I need through boundary-busting behaviors when my attempts to meet needs are thwarted or denied. It taught me to hurt others by disguising anger with humor. Being abused taught me to be angry and distrustful, and it taught me to be especially wary of people who claim to care about me, and this includes my therapist.<br /><br />Our work together is often difficult, painful and frustrating, and I sometimes wonder which of us suffers more when I reenact the past in our relationship, because that is when I am most likely to want to hurt him in some way. Sometimes I recognize a reenactment before I take aim and fire away, but becoming adept at recognizing reenactments before I act on those feelings takes a lot of practice, and in the meantime I am making a lot of mistakes. <br /><br />But it’s through those reenactments that I am learning enough about myself to know that my use of humor isn’t always just for fun, it’s often aggressive. Behaviors I once saw as self-protective are actually disguised attempts to retaliate. Discovering personal information about my therapist and sharing it with another client was done with the intent to hurt him, not because I needed someone to talk to.<br /><br />There is only one thing more difficult in therapy than admitting to intentionally hurtful behavior, and that one thing is admitting it to my therapist when he is my intended victim. There is nothing more painful than facing the one person in my life who consistently shows me kindness and compassion, even in my worst moments, and confessing to an action meant to cause him pain. But there is nothing I need more in therapy than the opportunity to be who I am, to let my therapist know me, to let him into my life during my worst moments as well as my best. <br /><br />His refusal to give up, his ability to see beyond the difficulties I have in our relationship, and his continued compassion when I am at my worst help me find the courage to admit my hurtful actions to myself and to him, to face the pain I inflict upon others when I do not understand my own pain. My therapist’s expectation of honesty is not something I am expected to give to him — it is a gift he has given to me.J-Eryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08492821828559105068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144164482490003270.post-91365458436868807212010-01-19T07:05:00.000-08:002010-01-19T07:21:50.817-08:00Rintihan hidup..Sesungguhnya sesuatu yang bermula akan berakhir juga akhirnya.Itulah takdir dan sesuatu yang tidak dapat kita ubah..kadang2 kita lebih mengejar sesuatu yang tidak pasti..kerana ingin mengejar,kita sanggup berkorban untuknya tetapi adalah kita sedar tindakan kita itu umpama menjolok sarang tebuan.sekiranya kita masih masih leka maka kita akan sentiasa dibayangi olehnya..<br /> Jika inginkan kejayaan,pasti usaha yang gigih perlu dicurahkan.kadang2 walaupun sesuatu yang kita mau kita xdapat tapi kita akan berasa puas kerana kita kecapi semua itu dengan usaha sendiri.<br /> Apabila kita leka ataupun dibayangi oleh sesuatu,sedarlah dan kembalilah ke pangkal jalan.Walaupun kita jauh diperantauan, ingatlah orang tersayang.walaupun mereka jauh dari kita,ketahuilah bahawa mereka akan menyayangi kita dengan seadanya.<br /> Kepada mereka yang sudah jauh sesat dari jalan sepatutnya,sedarlah dan kembalilah ke pangkal jalan.Jangan jadikan sikap ego diri menguasai pemikiran kerana buruk padahnya.Ingatlah kawan2 adalah orang yang rapat dengan kita so kalau ada apa masalah,berkongsilah dengan kawan.manala tau kawan boleh tolong selesaikan permasalahan itu..J-Eryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08492821828559105068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144164482490003270.post-52888541222016097582010-01-15T09:03:00.000-08:002010-01-15T09:04:36.789-08:00The experience of LoveJOHN (The Apostle....The Disciple "whom Jesus loved"....Last to die of the Apostles reputably in Ephesus as a very old man)<br />"Dear friends, since God so loved us, we also ought to love one another.No-one has ever seen God, but if we love one another, God lives in us and His love is made complete in us......God is love. Whoever lives in love lives in God and God in him.In this way love is made complete among us so that we will have confidence on the day of judgement, because in this world we are like Him.There is no fear in love because perfect love drives out fear...."<br /><br /> <br />JESUS (The Christ or Messiah....Crucified by the Romans in Jerusalem nearly 2000 years ago at the age of about 31....Jerusalem was literally raised to the ground some 40 years later leaving only what is now called the Wailing Wall partly standing)<br />"My prayer is not for them alone.I pray also for those who will believe in me through their message, that all of them may be one, Father, just as you are in me and I am in you. May they also be in us so that the world may believe that you have sent me. I have given them the glory that you have given me, that they may be one as we are one. I in them and you in me. May they be brought to complete unity to let the world know that you sent me and have loved them EVEN AS YOU HAVE LOVED ME...."<br />"DO NOT BE AFRAID....I am with you to the end of Time."J-Eryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08492821828559105068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144164482490003270.post-80576985654491542722010-01-15T08:59:00.000-08:002010-01-15T09:03:08.592-08:00words of SadiThe children of Adam are limbs of one body<br /> Having been created of one essence.<br /> When the calamity of time afflicts one limb<br /> The other limbs cannot remain at rest.<br /> If you have no sympathy for the troubles of others<br /> You are not worthy to be called by the name of "man."J-Eryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08492821828559105068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144164482490003270.post-63754520558786557972010-01-06T20:55:00.000-08:002010-01-06T21:03:50.410-08:00Azam 2010..Tahun sudah bertukar,jadi usaha pun dilipatgandakan untuk mencapai kejayaan..sesungguhnya semester yang lepas pointer turun ckit namun aku xakan mengalah sebelum aku membawa balik segulung ijazah buat mummyku..ku ingin sekali mendapat anugerah dekan yang lama2 ku nanti..jadi semester kena lebih gigih,fokus dan rajin la..haha..<br /> Perkara2 yang lepas lupakan bak kata pepatah buang yang keruh ambil yang jernih..walaupun banyak perkara berlaku sebelum nie, tapi hidup mesti diteruskan..yang lepas biarlah lepas dan mulakanlah semester baru dengan azam baru,senyuman dan kegigihan..sesungguhnya tuhan itu maha adil,jadi bagi yang rajin berusaha pasti mendapat berkat darinya..chaiyok2 dan gudluck semua...J-Eryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08492821828559105068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144164482490003270.post-51919749971449985972009-12-05T20:45:00.000-08:002009-12-05T20:50:39.924-08:00Diari hidupku..Tanggal 9 November 2009 merupakan hari yang menyedihkan bagi aku..Pada hari tersebut aku telah kehilangan seorang kawan yang paling aku sayangi iaitu girlz..pada hari tersebut, persahabatan antara kami berdua telah putus disebabkan oleh sesuatu yang tidak dapat dikenalpasti..tidak siapa yang akan menyangka semuanya akan jadi begini..sepanjang hidupku ini,ini adalah kali pertama aku memutuskan persahabatan dengan seseorang yang amatku sayangi .sebelum ini aku pernah putus cinta tetapi tidaklah seperit yang aku alami sekarang..oleh itu,kadang2 aku akan menangis bila terkenangkan apa yang berlaku antara kami berdua..dulu semuanya indah dengan kenangan tetapi kini semuanya musnah disebabkan buah mulut orang..<br /> Aku mula mengenali girlz ketika semester 2..walaupun baru kenal pada masa itu, tapi hubungan kami amat akrab. Aku berasa senang sekali ketika bersamanya..aku rindu dan suka melihatnya tersenyum..nampak cute..bagiku, senyumannya adalah suatu hadiah yang indah sebagai kawannya..oleh sebab itu,aku amat menghargai hubungan antara kami..oleh itu, aku sentiasa melakukan sesuatu yang tidak menyakitkan hatinya..kenangan antara kami begitu banyak sekali sehinggakan orang lain berasa cemburu melihat kami berdua..<br /> Semakin lama kenal, maka timbullah perasaan cinta aku terhadapnya..walaupun aku cintakan girlz tetapi aku tidak meluahkannya sebab aku takut persahabatan kami tergugat gara2 rasa cinta aku terhadapnya..oleh itu,aku mengambil keputusan untuk cuba memendamkan cja perasaanku itu..namun tidak ku sangka2 bahawa dia tahu bahawa aku mencintainya..dia memberitahuku bahawa dia sudah ada boyfriend..dia suruh aku berjanji sesuatu dengannya..dia menyuruhku mencintai dia sebagai seorang kawan rapat dan bukannya sebagai kekasih..aku xtau samada dia ada kekasih ataupun tidak ..dan aku menghormati keputusannya..dan melayannya sebagai seorang kawan atas permintaannya..<br /> Ketika cuti H1N1,dia telah jatuh sakit kerana kekurangan darah..dia dimasukkan ke Hospital Huala Lumpur untuk rawatan lanjut..aku sendiri tidak tahu yang dia jatuh sakit..sebaik cja aku mengetahuinya,aku terus bersms dengannya untuk bertanya khabar..13 ogos yang lepas merupakan hari yang malang baginya kerana terpaksa menyambut birthday dalam keadaan yang belum sembuh sepenuhnya..<br /> Pada 15 ogos 2009, dia memberitahuku bahawa dia ingin pulang ke ump dan rindu ingin masuk ke kelas..aku berasa risau melihat dia pulang sendiri menggunakan bas jadi aku pergi mengambilnya sendiri di Kuala Lumpur bersama Billy dengan Michelle..kami bertolak dari ump pada pukul 1.00 petang dan sampai di Kuala Lumpur pada pukul 4.30 petang..aku menggunakan kereta cousinku,Jonnis..masa itu aku tidak berfikir banyak kerana aku amat risaukan keselamatannya,jadi aku rela pergi mengambilnya daripada membiarkan dia balik sendiri menggunakan bas..kami sampai di ump kira2 pada pukul 10.00 malam..semakin hari semakin beransur pulih dia.. syukurlah dengan berkat tuhan akhirnya dia telah sembuh..<br /> Segala-galanya yang aku lakukan untuknya bukanlah dengan tujuan ataupun maksud tertentu..segala-gala yang aku lakukan adalah secara ikhlas..selama ini aku memang selalu menolongnya secara ikhlas..apabila dia memerlukan bantuan,aku tidak teragak2 dan sedaya upaya menolongnya..kalau aku boleh tolong,aku akan tolong..macam aku tolong kawan2 yang lain juga..disebabkan hubungan kami yang rapat dimata orang lain,jadi kami selalu jadi buah mulut orang dan mereka selalu pertikaikan hubungan kami berdua..ramai yang menyangka kami adalah pasangan kekasih sedangkan kami hanyalah kawan rapat cja..<br /> Sejak akhir- akhir ini, banyak khabar angin yang pelik tentang kami tersebar ke sana sini.. banyak orang mengumpat dan mempersoalkan hubungan kami..even classmate kami pun menyatakan benda yang sama..ini menyebabkan girlz berasa tidak senang hati..pada mulanya dia dapat bersabar dengan karenah orang lain tetapi akhirnya dia tidak dapat bersabar..walaupun aku cuba memberi penjelasan tetapi tiada gunanya kerana dia xmau mendengarnya..dia berasa sakit dengan aku..dia memberitahu aku bahawa aku selalu memberinya tekanan dalam kelas..aku berasa hairan tentang hal ini kerana dia jarang menegur aku dalam kelas..dia lebih suka menegur orang lain berbanding aku..apakah salahku di mata muu girlz?..adakah aku begitu hina sekali sehinggakan kau menyatakan aku memberikan kau tekanan padahal aku hanya duduk diam dalam kelas..knapa baru sekarang kau baru mengatakan aku sedemikian sedangkan dulu kau tidak ambil kisah masa kita masih rapat dan digelar kawan..malah dulu kau lebih suka bergurau dengan aku..<br /> Selepas itu,dia menuduh aku memberitahu orang lain yang kami berdua adalah couple..dia juga menyatakan bahawa aku memberitahu kawan2ku yang dia suka aku..aku tidak menafikannya kerana aku tidak pernah berbuat begitu..bagi aku,jikalau aku cintakan dia,aku tidak perlu memberitahu orang lain..orang yang aku patut luahkan perasaan cintaku adalah pada dia cja..memanglah senang mengatakan I Love U..tetapi bukan mudah untuk mengungkapkan dan menyatakannya didepan gadis yang kita cintai..aku bukanlah lelaki yang suka mengungkapkan kata2 cinta sesuka hati..aku hanya akan mengungkapkan kata cinta didepan gadis yang aku cintai cja tetapi ianya mestilah melalui pertimbangan dan tindakan aku sendiri..aku seorang yang berpendirian,girlz..sekiranya aku ada buat salah,aku perlukan bukti untuk setiap kesalahanku..aku tidak suka dengan cara kau yang suka menuduhku dengan benda yang bukan2 yang tidak aku lakukan dan aku tidak akan mengaku sehingga kau memberikan aku bukti yang nyata..<br /> Selain itu juga, dia menuduh aku suka memutarbelitkan cerita lalu melabelkan aku sebagai orang yang hipokrit..dan dia turut menyatakan bahawa dia tidak mahu berkawan dengan orang yang hipokrit..dia kata kalau ingin berkawan,berkawan secara jujur..aku menegaskan bahawa aku bukanlah orang yang hipokrit..aku cuba memberikan penjelasan namun tidak dilayan..malah dia berkata jangan ganggu saya lagi selepas ini..<br /> Adakah semua ini salah aku ,girlz?..knapa kau xmau mendengar penjelasan aku terlebih dahulu..aku sangat mempercayai kau tetapi mengapakah kau masih tidak percaya padaku walaupun sedikit..adakah semua yang aku lakukan untuk kau selama ini tidak bermakna bagi muu..buat masa ini, aku hanya inginkan penjelasan dari muu dan aku ingin tahu siapakah yang memberitahu kau tentang perkara2 yang tidak betul ini..aku sendiri blurr..janganlah kau membuat aku tertanya2 lagi..kau slalu kata kau dah kenal siapa aku yang sebenarnya tetapi nampaknya kau masih belum kenal aku dengan sepenuhnya..kau juga kata aku orang pelik padahal semua kita adalah sama juga disisi tuhan..aku inginkan kebenaran dari kau,girlz..itu saja.jikalau kau memutuskan persahabatan kita gara2 aku cintakan kau..itu merupakan tindakan yang tidak berasas..aku menyusun jari meminta maaf seandai aku ada buat salah dengan kau selama ini..girlz..aku mengungkapkan semua ini bukanlah bermaksud untuk menyakiti hati muu tetapi aku melakukannya kerana aku sayang pada muu dan aku ingin mengekalkan hubungan kita sebagai kawan..jikalau kau fikir tindakan kau ini adalah betul maka aku pun xdapat berbuat apa2 lagi2..mungkin inilah takdir antara kita berdua..aku harap kau akan sentiasa bahagia..selain itu,aku akan slalu berdoa supaya tuhan memberikan kesihatan yang baik kepada kau..semua ini aku lakukan kerana aku masih menganggap kau sebagai kawan..akhir sekali,goodbye kawanku dan jagalah diri baik2 k..may god bless always..J-Eryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08492821828559105068noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144164482490003270.post-23574920972608097282009-10-10T05:59:00.000-07:002009-10-10T07:37:47.406-07:00Mengapakah ini terjd....Sdh 3 semester aku mengenali muu tp perhubungan kita mcm kita br mengenali semlm..aku xtau apa yg terjadi antara kita..apa yg mampu aku lakukan adalah berdiam cja..sesungguhnya kenangan manis antara kita begitu indah namun semuanya musnah begitu cja..aku pun xtau dan xfhm kenapa kita jd begini..mungkinkah kita misunderstanding antara satu sama lain ataupun sebaliknya..hanya tuhan cja tau akan persoalan ini..wlpn kita amat rapat dahulu,tp mungkinkah kita jd begini disebabkan gosip2 antara kita..mungkin inilah penyebab kita menjd begini..knapa xda rs percaya sesama kita sendiri..sesungguhnya setiap perhubungan dibina dr kepercayaan dan persahabatan..aku sgt percaya kpd muu tp adakah dikau juga percaya kpd ku..skrang ini kita jarang berckp,adakah ini yg kau inginkan..aku xmau kita jd begini..yg aku maukan hanya kita menjd rapat dan akrab spt dulu..klu bole kita perlu berbincang utk menyelesaikan mslh ini..aku rs sedih krn kita jd begini..akhir skali,aku berharap tuhan akan memberkati perhubungan kita sehingga ke akhir hayat..Amen..J-Eryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08492821828559105068noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144164482490003270.post-79219456381248925602009-08-27T01:00:00.000-07:002009-08-27T01:05:24.385-07:00Terlanjur cinta..Hi semua..sy mau promosikan satu lagu nie..tajuk lagu 2..terlanjur cinta yg dinyanyikan oleh rossa dan pasha ungu..klu kalian ingin ketahui lebih lanjut ttg lagu nie..dgr la lagu 2 k..sambil dgr,renung2kan la dan selami la setiap lirikya..konform anda semua akan tahu ttg mksdnya..<br />lagu nie akan membuatkan kita rasa ketahuan ttg diri kita..wish u all the best..gudluck ya..hehe..J-Eryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08492821828559105068noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144164482490003270.post-47744620676272447352009-07-29T18:46:00.000-07:002009-07-29T18:55:47.769-07:00H1N1huhu...dah 2 hari demam..dah mkn ubat pun xbaik2 lg nie..aben n ronald pun sakit juga..takutla..takut kena H1N1..huhu..kpd sesiapa yg demam,batuk2,xsedap bdn dan byk gejala lain,sila berjumpa la dgn doctor k utk mendptkn rawatan..nasib baik ump msh blum ada kes H1N1,kalau x,kena kuarantin la kita semua..utk pengetahuan semua,USM dgn UNIKL dah ditutup<br />utk satu minggu sbb ada kes H1N1..sian Jeremy..entah apa jd dgn dia skrang..klu dia msh stay kat UMP,tak dia kena kuarantin selama 10 hari..apa pun..may god bless him..semoga dia chat2 slalu dan begitu dgn kami satu bilik nie..sy hrp kami dpt sembuh dgn cpt..mau pg klas..doakan kami k..J-Eryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08492821828559105068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144164482490003270.post-13227201762281576982009-07-21T04:56:00.000-07:002009-07-21T05:15:38.361-07:00KenanganSudah 3 minggu aku di ump namun aku masih teringat akan kampungku di Bau,Sarawak.Namun,apakah daya ku,hasratku tidak kesampaian selagi belum cuti semester menjelang.Hatiku perih dan rindu memikirkan kenangan dikampung.Walaupun banyak godaan dan halangan namun hatiku tetap tenang dan tabah menghadapinya..Adakah aku akan terus tabah di Ump..hanya tuhan cja yang tahu jawapan bagi persoalanku ini.<br /> Selain itu,aku sangat merindui si dia yang memberikan aku seribu kenangan.Namun,aku tak berdaya untuk memdampingi dan menyayangi muu slalu kerana si dia sudah berpunya.Apa yang aku dapat lakukan hanyalah melihat dan menatap wajahnya yang manis itu dari jauh.Ku ingin menegurnya slalu namun ku xterdaya.Mungkin itulah kelemahan aku dan ku hanya dapat memohon seribu kemaafan dari si dia.Semoga tuhan memberkati kami dalam apa jua yang kami lakukan.AMEN..J-Eryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08492821828559105068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144164482490003270.post-65347191393699290642009-04-26T02:02:00.000-07:002009-04-26T02:19:32.908-07:002morrow is my last day at ump..Hmm..just one day left..2morrow I will leave ump n go back to sarawak..I'm very excited to go back..I really miss my village, my family,my friends n my motorbike.hehe..Myb I fullfill my time with a job after this..don't worry, I will forget u all..that is my promise..<br /><br />To those which is staying at ump,take care guys n hopefully we will meet again next semester k..If I have done something which is wrong, I feel sorry and I hope u guys will forgive me in whatever I have done b4 this..<br /><br />To someone that I know n importance to me..take care k..love u guys ..we will meet again at next semester..I will miss u all..gud luck everyone...daaaaaaaaa.........J-Eryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08492821828559105068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144164482490003270.post-73075895560119067522009-04-25T19:59:00.000-07:002009-04-26T01:57:57.669-07:00Cinta dan SenyumanCinta yang semalam<br />Membuatkan ku tak lena memejamkan mata ini<br />Senyumannya mekar sayu dilubuk hati<br />Yang gersang cinta sejati<br /><br />Ku menoleh melihat ukiran senyuman yg terpancar<br />Diwajahnya yang ayu<br />Terbuai dalam mimpiku<br />Kasih yang dicari<br />Sudah ku temui<br /><br />Bagai setahun aku menanti saat ini<br />Untuk berjumpa kekasih idaman<br />Ku pejamkan mata ini<br />Melihatnya sedalam-dalam hatiku<br /><br />Ku rasa dirinya secocok<br />Denganku<br />Matanya membuai layu menerjah ke ruang<br />Legar benak otakku<br /><br />Senyumannya mengukir seribu persoalan<br />Adakah ini cinta atau mainan<br />Ku hanya menunggu saat bersama<br />Bersatunya hati bertakhtakan kasih sayang<br /><br />Yang dahulunya ku inginkan<br />Sekarang ku temui<br />Cinta seorang insan<br />Yang bernama Gadis<br /><br />Kisah hidupku bersamanya<br />Ku potretkan dalam bingkai hatiku<br />Yang kukuh<br />Takkan goyah dipukul ombak rindu<br /><br />Itulah cinta yang ku idamkan<br />Bukan untuk setiap masa tp untuk setiap saat<br />Ku harap kita dapat bersama<br />Untuk selama-lamanyaJ-Eryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08492821828559105068noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4144164482490003270.post-85344798991903712452009-04-23T17:35:00.000-07:002009-04-23T18:25:39.026-07:00Kau Yang TerindahSebuah ungkapan cinta<br />Ku ukir di hati yg gersang ini<br />Ku jaga<br />Ku simpan<br />Dan ku abadikanbersama jiwaku<br /><br />Kepada kau yg terindah<br />Dengarlah dan tenunglah bicaraku<br />Kau ku pertahankan<br />Cintaku buat mu<br />Kau ku abadikan<br />Kenangan mesra yg kau bina bersamaku<br /><br />Andai tiada lg bicara cinta dr hatimu<br />Aku redha<br />Aku pasrah<br />Namun<br />Setitis air mataku yg mengalir keranamu<br />Bisa menjadi saksi ketulusan cintaku<br />Bisa menjadi saksi kejujuran hatiku<br /><br />Kepada kau yg terindah<br />Lihatlah lirikan mataku<br />Yang sentiasa mencari bayangmu<br />Pandanglah tarian bicaraku<br />Yang seringkali mengungkap kata rindu<br />Dan mengertilah hembusan nafas dr jiwaku<br />Yang membawa seribu tafsir cinta buatmu<br /><br />Kepada yg terindah<br />Mengertilah<br />Aku masih merindu<br />Aku kian menunggu<br />Merindu saat indah tika bersamamu<br />Menunggu kau kembali ke pangkuanku<br /><br />P/s: sajak ini bukanlah realiti,ianya adalah rekaan semata-mata..dr sy..EryJ-Eryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08492821828559105068noreply@blogger.com1