fashion designing?

i did this just for fun.. it has nothing to do with my ambition.. hahah..eh, but, who knows? maybe someday i'll enter the fashion industry and create my own brand=ayjoo, and maybe 'ayjoo' will be a famous brand, just like vera wang, victoria's secret, and christian dior.. hahah.. but i know, it's 90% impossible as my designs are not as good as theirs.. =D

so, these are the 1st four 'ayjoo' designs:

which 1 do u think is the best?

my new friend!

i was so damn bored yesterday...my sis went back to her university the day b4 yesterday and i was left alone at home after my parents went to work.. i thought i'll die of boredom but thank God i didn't.. haha..watthe.. anyway, i talked to the mirror so that i won't feel lonely but i saw myself in it so, ugh, it didn't help.. then, i glanced around the room, searching for something that would help to cheer me up.. oh! i spotted an empty rexona deodorant bottle.. maybe it can be my friend=) but it needed hands, eyes, mouth, and legs..


oh, there's nothing to worry about, i've got everything i needed for that XD:


and i used the knowledge i gained from the 'art attack' show in disney channel


and finally, i won't feel lonely anymore!! i've got a new friend and i named her miss rexona =)

she's pretty, isn't she?? XD

award+tag from doku

thanks to mr doku for giving me this award.. i really appreciate it=)

before i pass this award to 10 bloggers, these are 10 facts about myself:

1.people call me eju

2. i sleep 11 hours per day

3. i love to daydream

4. i wanna be an architect

5. i love to cut people's hair

6. my hobby is drawing

7. i love animals

8. get bored easily

9. love to get comments =P

10. happy to get this award XD

here are the award recipients:

1. ayne

2. arina

3. hashim

4. gatsby

5. opie (oops plkn =P)

6. kakakku

7. kuskus

8. tomato msm

9. arc

10. sesape nk amek, amek ah! haha XD

lesbian family!

this video is about a lesbian family & it is made by 3 friends: eju, uzi, & pika (dont worry, we're straight XD). this vid is specially made for a bio presentation for chapter 4:reproduction, sub-topic:sperm bank. we burnt our midnight oil, just to make this vid. i was the animator, uzi was the cameragirl and pika was the editor/technician.. we had so much fun even though the others were dreaming in their sleep.. miss u, pika & uzi! =')

good mood =)

i'm in a very very very very good mood today and i want to express myself with art..so here's the result

guess who?

can u guess whose the man in the portrait? no? pak lah la!!! ahhhh i know i failed to draw exactly like pak lah but i think it is at least, guessable.. hahah

artifacts XD

when i was tidying up my closet, i found this poster in one of the drawers,it is the one i made for an interhouse competition when i was in form 4.. no wonder i lost! hahah XD..


i also found this drawing.. my art teacher praised me for this drawing & i was so happy about it!!X) i drew this one when i was in form2..


hihihahah!! look at his face, man.. i mean her.. no! his.. or her?? hahah.. i didn't remember i made this cutie cartoon! uhh am i puji-ing myself? no i'm puji-ing the woman(or man) whose holding the pasaraya keluarga's plastic bag! well, this is one of the pages of an art assignment when i was in form3..assignment: designing a plastic bag for pasaraya keluarga...

portrait of my mom & my nephew,umar

i chose to draw this portrait because it has been a very successful photo.. my 2nd brother, whose a part-time photographer, uploaded this photo in flickr and it was chosen to be added in a group called 'suasana kampung'. this photo also won a photography competition and my brother got a canon ixus camera worth RM1600.. if u're interested to check out his photos, u can log on to http://www.pdphotographer.com/ or http://flickr.com/photos/napy8gen/. well, my mom and dad commented on the portrait i drew..they said it is nice but my mom looks younger in the portrait.. i personally dissatisfied with the portrait cause it looks totally different from the real photo!! =))

sajak specially dedicated to my beloved friends, titanz0408

PERPISAHAN

berlalunya masa dalam kerdipan mata

buatku terjeda buat seketika

benak membayangkan suatu keperitan

kepedihan onak ranjau perubahan

yang cebis demi cebis merobek atmaku

membuat bibir merah menjadi bisu

bagaimana agaknya cara untukku rempuhi

terpisah persahabatan yang padat bererti

yang selama ini menghembus kekuatan

keberanian menumpaskan seluruh cabaran

tatkala sedih sayu meruntun rasa

mereka hadir tanpa keluh bicara

teguh menghulur tangan

ingin meringankan beban

itulah sahabat-sahabatku sejati

dalam tiap hembus nafasku memberi seribu erti

masa perpisahan yang kian menjenguk

memberi keperitan rasa yang teruk

yang pasti, aku cukup menyayangi mereka

dan semoga persahabatan kami teguh buat selamanya..

right-after-spm artwork

i did this right after accounts paper 2-my last spm paper. just to relax my mind & express my happiness

my trademark

whenever u see this, u know it's mine.. eju's trademark.. copyright reserved. don't ever steal this trademark.. a junior in my school stole my old trademark and she's in my blacklist now.. u don't want to be in my blacklist, do ya?

do i have what it takes to be a hairstylist? ;-)

as what u can see, these are the photos of a girl who asked me to help her for the hairdo.. it is for the 'saloma' competition, in which the participants have to style themselves up like saloma.. she won the 2nd place! not that bad huh.. i know her hairdo is kinda messy, but not bad for an amateur hairstylist like me.. hihi..

banner for teacher's wedding

cikgu kamal, our ex-biology teacher asked pika, sa'au and i to help him for the preparation of his wedding ceremony that will be held on december 2008. actually, pika, sa'au, and i are supposed to do the wedding invitation card and pika has to do the banner..., but pika had done the card herself, so, she hands over the designing banner work to me.. so here are the designs:



what d'ya think? which 1 is better? i personally prefer the 1st one

banner dah siap!

1st gamba, tgk atas skali, ade banner yg aku design! heheh

2nd pic, the vertical banner...

3rd pic, dr dekat, banner yg da siap diprint..

my spm profile

a model in cleo magazine

syeikh muszaphar

puji saje jgn komplen2

100 days to spm launching

i was given the responsibility to design the banner for the 100 days to spm launching ceremony. this design is also used for the bookmarks that will be given as a gift on the launching day.


and these are the vertical banners that i've designed:

sajak jiwang

panorama jam ini
meski riuh berdentum bergolak
terasa hitam jua kosong
bagai aku sendiri
tambahan hari penuh onak
senyum pahit menghias wajah
siapa yang terlihat?
batuk dalam gelak
kopi tak bergula dalam kata
siapa yang terdengar?

aku yang memilih lorong ini
lorong suram dikeliling belukar
gelap dan suram
hingga air mata tak larat lagi
untuk gugur atas bumi
semuanya terkurung semat
terkunci dan terlindung
takkan ada siapa ternampak

meski diharap menggunung
adanya seorang yang kisah
tiada muncul
aku bisa terus menunggu
kerna atma membenarkan
di celah kabus sana
adanya dia..

rekaan t-shirt untuk swimming team

mane 1 yg paling lawa?

"Tik...Tok.." Masa Berlalu

"Tik..Tok..Tik..Tok.."
Satu-persatu detik jarum saat itu beralih, aku tatapi. Ngomelan Cikgu Riza di hadapan mengenai topik baru hanya 'masuk telinga kanan, keluar telinga kiri'. Benakku telah beralih sepenuhnya pada keenakan mi goreng di kantin tatkala perutku menjerit-jerit meminta makanan. Bilalah loceng ini hendak berbunyi?

"Kring!!!" 'Bagai orang mengantuk disorongkan bantal', aku terus berlari ke arah gerbang pintu. Intan dan Zawani pula pada waktu dan saat itu jugalah mereka ingin bergosip di muka pintu. Panas sahaja hatiku melihat mereka yang mengilai-ngilai bagai Pontianak Harum Sundal Malam yang menjelma di pagi hari. Lantas aku bersuara, "Boleh tolong ke tepi sikit tak?" Lembut sahaja nadaku. Maklumlah, 'budi bahasa, budaya kita' tidak kira dalam apa jua keadaan sekalipun.

Bagai tunggul aku dibuatnya, sekilas haram dia tidak menoleh apatah lagi beranjak ke tepi. Pelajar-pelajar lain mula berpusu-pusu di belakangku sehinggalah tiba-tiba, terasa suatu daya yang kuat menolakku dari belakang. Aku gagal mengimbangi badanku lalu terjatuhlah aku menjurus ke arah Zawani. Rebah aku ke atas lantai. Terjeda aku seketika. Terdengar satu suara merintih-rintih di hadapanku. Zawani! Perlahan-lahan aku bangkit sambil memerhatikan dahi Zawani yang digosok-gosoknya. Berdarah!

"Teruknya kau, Azwa! Sanggup kau tolak dia sampai berdarah!" jerit Intan tepat menyasar kepadaku.
"Bukan aku yang buat!"
"Bukan..Bukan.. Sudah berdarah kepala dia kau kerjakan, pandailah kau bilang 'bukan'!"
Jeritan Intan telah menarik perhatian Cikgu Riza yang mula mengatur langkah ke arah kami. Zawani yang menangis teresak-esak memanggil Cikgu Riza dengan suaranya yang tersekat-sekat. Lurus sahaja jari telunjuknya mengarah kepadaku. Aku toleh ke belakang untuk mengenal pasti siapa yang menolakku tadi namun semua jari telunjuk telah menunjuk ke arahku. Habislah aku.

"Apa yang terjadi? Mengapa awak tolak Zawani, Azwa?" tanya Cikgu Riza.
"Saya tidak.." Belum sempat aku menjawab, satu suara sumbang di belakangku mencelah. "Dia tidak sabar hendak berlari ke kantin, cikgu. Dasar pentingkan diri sendiri. Orang lain pun mahu makan juga."
"Cikgu, dengarlah penjelasan saya, cukgu." 'Sudah jatuh ditimpa tangga', belum juga sempat aku menerangkan perkara sebenar, pengetua menghampiriku bersama Intan yang mengekorinya. Pasti Intan telah melaporkan kepadanya.

"Nor Azwa binti Roslan, ikut saya ke pejabat sekarang"
Nampaknya saat malangku telah tiba. Sambil aku berjalan, aku menekur melihat langkahku sambil meruntun keberanian untuk berdepan dengan pengetua. Apa yang pasti, tiada lagi harapan untukku mencari keadilan buat diriku sendiri kerana bagi pengetua, setiap patah kata pelajar yang dipanggilnya ke pejabat adalah seperti 'menegakkan batu yang basah' meskipun pelajar itu tidak bersalah!

"Hulurkan tapak tangan awak," kata pengetua sambil mencapai rotannya yang panjang menjalar di atas meja. Terkelip-kelip mataku memikirkan kesakitan yang bakal aku hadapi. Tinggi tangan pengetua diangkat bersama rotan itu lalu dihayunnya laju dan mendarat ganas di atas telapak tanganku yang tidak berdosa. Bukan sekali, tetapi lima kali. Terkeluar setitis air mataku menahan keperitan.

Aku melangkah keluar dengan kesakitan yang teruk. Bukan cuma kesakitan fizikal yang aku maksudkan, tetapi juga kesakitan atma atas ketidakpercayaan pengetua dan cikgu terhadapku. Begitu juga kawan-kawanku yang semuanya telah menjelingku tajam.

Dalam hanya sekelip mata, maruahku telah tercalar, persahabatanku punah, dan kegembiraanku dirampas. Apalah yang dapat aku lakukan.

Biarlah detik-detik masa beransur-ansur menjernihkan keadaan.
"Tik...Tok...Tik...Tok..."

rekaan t-shirt untuk squash team

kalau rajin, komen la yang mane 1 paling lawa

Imbasan kenangan tika malam itu

samar-samar sang cahaya menyinggah
cukup untuk melakar bentuk objek sekitar
tertiarap aku di atas kamar
menekur sambil muzik lara berkumandang di telinga
tersenyum aku di kala teringat akan kebodohan
empat tahun lalu cukup bersejarah
bagai rusa masuk ke kampung
kumula dengan kejahilan
aku kini telah banyak berubah
bukan aku yang dulunya terlalu berani
melakukan perkara tak dapat diterima akal
menconteng arang di atas muka sendiri
perkara yang tidak mungkin akan ku ulangi
aku berani bersumpah!
cukuplah sekali pengalaman mengajarku..

malam makin tua
mataku masih bundar melihat ke luar jendela
rasa pelik mula meruntun dalam atma
siapakah aku? siapalah aku..
pentingkah aku dihati mereka?
terasa jarum dan duri bagai menusuk didada
kerana aku terlalu kasih
teramat sayang akan mereka
bagaimana jika tiba-tiba
hari esok tiada lagi buat diriku
kisahkah mereka?
sedangkan hari biasa aku selalu membisu
hanya bersuara mengikut keadaan
adakah mereka akan merasa kehilangan?

aku takut
aku cukup takut
jika sebaliknya yang terjadi
tidak mengapa jika kehilangan aku tidak dirasai
jangankan pula mereka gembira dan bersorak
setelah aku pergi..

If I had three wishes.........

Let me tell you a story. This is how it all began. I was in the middle of a very beautiful valley where there were green trees with colorful flowers blooming, a rainbow in the sky, a gurgling river with such clean water flowing, and happy rabbits and deers playing around. There was a path with a soft-shining white light at the end of it. Amazed and curious by the light, I walked along the path towards it.

As I drew my steps towards it, the figure of a very pretty young girl was seen. Her skin was as white as snow and she wore a glimmering white dress. She smiled at me and said, “Hello, Miranda. Long time no see. Oh, you look prettier!”

“Thank you but who are you?” I asked in puzzlement.
“Don’t you remember me? I was your best friend when you were six!”
Wait, my best friend? Oh, my God! I suddenly remembered that she was my imaginary friend when I was six-years-old. “You are Brooke aren’t you?” I burst out laughing.
“Yes, it’s me,” she giggled. “Miranda, I don’t have enough time. So, let’s go straight to the point.”
“What? Do you have something to tell me?”
“For some reasons, I will grant your three wishes.” She paused for a moment and then, continued. “You have three wishes to be granted, Miranda.”
“This is claptrap,” I chuckled. “I am sixteen, Brooke. I don’t believe in these things anymore.”
I could anger burning in her eyes. “So you are telling me that you don’t believe in me? I don’t exist, huh?”
“No, of course you do!”
“Then tell me your first wish now,” she said.
Let’s see if this stuff was real. “My first wish is, I want to meet everyone who I loved. I miss them all.”
Suddenly, there was a thick smoke all around me. I gasped for air and after a little while, I fainted.

“Miranda! Oh, Miranda! Say, something. Please, say something. Wake up!” I woke up and saw my sister, Debbie who had tears rolling down her cheeks and her hands were holding my arms tightly.

“Why are you crying, Debbie? What happened?” I tried to ask her but I could not talk. I could not even whisper. I could not open my mouth! I tried to move my arms around her and comfort her but I could not move them! What happened to me?

Suddenly, there was a man with a long white coat walking towards me. “I’m very sorry,” he said. He threw his sight on Debbie. “The percentage of her waking up from the coma is only fifteen percent.

Coma? What was he talking about? Fifteen percent?
“No, doctor. Please help her. Do anything you can to wake her up. Don’t worry about the payment.” Debbie wiped the tears on her flushed cheeks. Did she say doctor? Am I in a hospital? What happened to me? I tried to recall everything that had happened to me before but I just remembered seeing Brooke, my imaginary friend.

Wait. I was at my school before that. How could I get into the gorgeous garden? Oh, it was just a dream! I was waiting for my mom to fetch me up so I sat under a tree. Then, I fell asleep. That was it! Then, why am I suddenly lying here?

“Miss Debbie, what we can do now is just pray for a miracle to happen,” he sighed. “The drunken man who drove his car too fast and hit her should be put in jail for his entire life!”

I could feel my heart aching. I was hit by a car driven by a drunken man? Now, I am suddenly in a state of coma and hoping for a miracle to happen. Why is this happening to me? What have I done?

Then, I could see my mother and my other siblings stepping inside the room. My mother was crying while my brothers looked at me with sympathetic looks. They talked among themselves about me, saying how they were worried about me and how much they loved me. I was touched by their concern and knowing that they still cared about me.

When I was hale and hearty, they seldom talk to me nor even want to meet me. They were all busy with their jobs and with their own lives. Sometimes, I felt like I was not needed in the family but here, in this room, they were all worried about me. I did not mind staying like this forever just to have them around me.

As time passed by, groups by groups of people come to visit me. All my flesh and blood had come and visited me and so I was very happy to know that they still care for me. Then, there were my teachers, my friends, and my old friends.

Suddenly, there was an unfamiliar man who’s very wild and woolly, knocked on the door and walked slowly towards my bed. My mother stood up and shouted, “Why are you here? You should be in jail! Are you happy now, seeing her in coma?!”
My brother walked towards the man as if to show him the way out.
“Please let me see my daughter.. Please.. I miss her so much.”
Daughter? Is he my father?
“You have never carried your responsibility, dad and you had almost killed your own daughter! You don’t have the right to meet her!” said my first brother.
He is my father! I had never met him since the day I was born and I had always longed to meet him. Now, he was here, in front of me! Even though he left me, I still loved him as my father.

“Hi, Miranda”
Oh, no! Where am I? I was in the garden again and Brooke was standing right in front of me. “Did I fall asleep again?”
“Your first wish has come true,” said Brooke while smiling.
“What? When?”
“You have met everyone that you loved, haven’t you? Now, tell me your second wish.”
I was shocked to know that I had first wish granted. However, there was still a sense of disbelief in my heart.
“Nonsense. They met me because I’m in the state of coma. Stop being silly, Brooke.”
“Just say out your second wish”
“I want to get well from the coma” I knew this was a dream. I would not get well, it was obvious.
“No, I can’t do that, Miranda,” said Brooke.
“Why? Because all of this is just a dream, isn’t it?”
“Miranda, you are dying! You are dying! That’s why you were given three wishes, Miranda! Three wishes before you die!”
I was surprised by the words exuded from her mouth. My heart stopped beating for a while. No. Impossible. This seriously was a dream.
“If all of this isn’t a dream, I wish my family would forgive my father and accept him in the family.”
The thick smoke appeared again. But this time, I did not faint. I was back in the room where I was lying in a coma and my family was fighting with my father.

“Stop it, Alex! Don’t say that to your father! Whatever it is, without him, all of you wouldn’t be here. Remember that!” said my mother. I could see her sore eyes filled with tears. Then, my father fell on his knees and cried. “I’m sorry. I’m very very sorry. Diana, Miranda, I’m sorry. Debbie, Alex, James, please forgive me. I’ve changed. I really hope to come back to you guys. If I couldn’t get the second chance, just forgive me for what I’ve done..”

“Dad,” my second brother, James took his arm to stand him up. “I forgive you, dad”
“Me too. I’m sorry,” said Alex. My father wiped his tears and looked at my mother with hoped that she, too, would forgive him. “Yes, david. I forgive you” Then, all of them hugged each other and cried. I hoped I could join in this happiness with them.

“There you go. Your second wish,” Brooke suddenly appeared beside my bed.
“I trust you now” I said to her. Oh, my God! I was talking! How did I open my mouth? I tried to move my fingers and it worked! Then, I brought up my hands to see it more clearly. It was moving!

“Miranda, that’s your soul, not your body,” said Brooke. “It’s time for you to go, but tell me your last wish first.”
I nodded my head and said, “My last wish would be, I want them to stay like this forever. I want them to be happy, although without my presence.” The room suddenly began to spin and changed into the sky. There were soft white clouds everywhere.

“Tuut… Tuut…Tuut…”
“Oh, my God! Alex, call the doctor!” The room suddenly got hectic, everyone went nervous. Miranda’s heartbeat was suddenly getting faster. The doctor went into the room with the nurses and took the incubator but it was too late. Her heart stopped beating. Everyone burst into tears. They were bound to be on their last legs seeing a member in their family dying.

I opened my eyes slowly and saw myself in a very familiar room. “Am I in heaven?”
“Miranda! Wake up! It’s getting late already!” My mother suddenly came in and knocked on the door fiercely. “Wake up! Wake up! Wash your face!”

Were all of the things that had happened to me just a dream? I woke up and ran to my mother and hugged her. “I love you, mom!” My mother was astonished but I did not care about that. I ran out to the living room and saw my siblings having a chat. “Hey guys! I love you all so much!” then, I kissed them one by one on the cheeks.

“Wow, you are so happy today, Miranda.” My father walked in with a cup of coffee in his hand.
“Dad, you’re here!”

I guessed what happened before was not a dream. I hugged my dad. As I closed my eyes, I saw Brooke smiling at me.

“I could not grant your last wish, Miranda. They were very sad without you. Thus, I changed your last wish to what you wish before which was you wanted to get well from your coma.”

If I have three wishes, I would not ask for anything else but happiness and blissfulness. I had three wishes granted and I was very happy about it.

karya eju

blog ini khas untuk karya-karya ciptaan eju sama ada, sajak, pantun, esei, poem, art, dan lain-lain. adalah haram untuk anda copy paste karya eju dan mengatakan yang anda yang cipta karya tersebut kerana dengan sepenuh hati, eju tidak akan menghalalkan. tetapi, memandangkan sakit mata untuk baca kat komputer, anda boleh print untuk baca, tetapi perlu akui karya yang anda cetak itu hak milik eju. ok?!