SHARING IS CARING
Here I want to share what I've learned in my ICT class.
Monday 24 April 2017
ICT ASSIGNMENT
The purpose of this
assignment is to introduce the basic skills in developing a short video besides
sharing moral value learned in the university.
Friday 31 March 2017
Penerimaan 'PAYMENT' daripada Zenith Gold buat kali pertama
Assalamualaikum & Salam Sejahtera.
Post kali ini bertujuan untuk berkongsi cerita
mengenai salah seorang pelabur yang
telah menerima 'Payment'
daripada Zenith Gold.
Sebelum itu, apa itu pelaburan Zenith Gold?
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Klik link di atas untuk lebih memahami :
😄😄😄😄😄😄😄😄😄😄😄😄😄😄😄😄😄😄😄😄
Berbalik kepada topik asal, pada
4 Februari 2017, A(bukan nama sebenar) telah
melakukan 'withdraw' sebanyak USD300 dari
akaun Zenith Gold miliknya.
Cara kiraan:
USD300 x 70% x 90% x 3 = RM567
70% - Polisi yang ditetapkan oleh Zenith Gold (30% Emas, 70% Cash)
90% - (Tolak 10% 'Transfer Fee' , Zenith Gold → JP Morgan → Investor)
3 - Fixed Exchange Rate (Sell)
Cara kiraan:
USD300 x 30% ÷ 180 = 0.5g
30% - Polisi yang ditetapkan oleh Zenith Gold (30% Emas, 70% Cash)
1g gold bar = CV180
Setakat itu sahaja perkongsian kali ini.
Sekiranya anda berminat untuk mengetahui maklumat lanjut
mengenai Zenith Gold, dialu-alukan untuk menghubungi :
+6 011 3670 7112
+6 011 3670 7112
+6 011 3670 7112
PERHATIAN!!!
PERHATIAN!!!
PERHATIAN!!!
PERHATIAN!!!
Pelaburan ini mempunyai risiko yang tersendiri. Bagi mereka yang inginkan
pelaburan bersifat 'Low Risk', dipersilakan untuk melabur bersama
ASB, anak syarikat kepada PNB.
*Sejuta penghargaan kepada pemilik-pemilik gambar di atas*
💢 Latar belakang syarikat
💢 Konsep Zenith Gold
💢 Emas Tulen 99.99%
💢 SCAM Analisis
💢 Patuh Syariah
💢 Testimoni
Anda boleh lihat di bawah gambar-gambar berkaitan Zenith Gold:
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| Pure Gold 99.99% 10g & 1g |
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| Pure Gold 99.99% 50g |
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| Pure Gold 99.99% 10g (Certificate) |
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| ZG Gold Bar Delivery |
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| ZG Gold Bar Delivery |
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| ZG Gold Bar Collection |
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| Custom Made Gold Bar |
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| Custom Made Gold Bar |
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| Payment from Zenith Gold |
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| Payment from Zenith Gold |
😄😄😄😄😄😄😄😄😄😄😄😄😄😄😄😄😄😄😄😄
Berbalik kepada topik asal, pada
4 Februari 2017, A(bukan nama sebenar) telah
melakukan 'withdraw' sebanyak USD300 dari
akaun Zenith Gold miliknya.
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| Withdrawal Cycle |
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| Withdraw Active Bonus USD300 |
[TUTORIAL] Withdraw Active Bonus Zenith Gold
Cara kiraan:
USD300 x 70% x 90% x 3 = RM567
70% - Polisi yang ditetapkan oleh Zenith Gold (30% Emas, 70% Cash)
90% - (Tolak 10% 'Transfer Fee' , Zenith Gold → JP Morgan → Investor)
3 - Fixed Exchange Rate (Sell)
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| Duit masuk melalui CIMB Bank |
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| 14 March 2017 - RM567 |
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| Receive 0.5g spare gold |
Cara kiraan:
USD300 x 30% ÷ 180 = 0.5g
30% - Polisi yang ditetapkan oleh Zenith Gold (30% Emas, 70% Cash)
1g gold bar = CV180
Setakat itu sahaja perkongsian kali ini.
Sekiranya anda berminat untuk mengetahui maklumat lanjut
mengenai Zenith Gold, dialu-alukan untuk menghubungi :
+6 011 3670 7112
+6 011 3670 7112
+6 011 3670 7112
PERHATIAN!!!
PERHATIAN!!!
PERHATIAN!!!
PERHATIAN!!!
Pelaburan ini mempunyai risiko yang tersendiri. Bagi mereka yang inginkan
pelaburan bersifat 'Low Risk', dipersilakan untuk melabur bersama
ASB, anak syarikat kepada PNB.
*Sejuta penghargaan kepada pemilik-pemilik gambar di atas*
Monday 27 February 2017
Apa kelebihan berdaftar sebagai ahli Toluna?
JOM SERTAI TOLUNA!
Dengan menyertai Toluna, anda mempunyai peluang untuk memenangi hadiah seperti yang tertera di bawah :
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| Sumber: https://my.toluna.com/rewards |
MENARIK BUKAN?
Anda cuma perlu meluangkan sedikit masa untuk menjawab tinjauan(survey) yang disediakan oleh pihak Toluna.
BETUL KE NI BANG???
Ye adik-adik sekalian, inginkan bukti? Jom usya gambar di bawah :
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| Surat dari Toluna |
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| Voucher RM20 - 16,000 mata |
Untuk makluman, ahli Toluna kini melebihi 10,000,000 orang. Jadi tunggu apa lagi?
Isilah masa lapang dengan aktiviti yang menjana wang - $$$$$
Isilah masa lapang dengan aktiviti yang menjana wang - $$$$$
Tuesday 1 November 2016
English Essay SPM - Write a story which includes the words: "I was so glad that my mother didn't give up..."
I dragged my feet along the road with the glumness of a cloudy day since my mother was furious at me, after I had said that I was too busy to help her. Our life was steadily deteriorating after my father's life came to an end. Now, my mother and I lived in a tiny sparse village in the middle of nowhere.
One day, I saw a young beautiful girl sitting at the edge of the bridge across the river in a state of extreme irritability. I did not wish to disturb her, but the ball was in my court to know what has happening to her
I came towards the girl and implored, " May I sit with you?"
She smiled faintly, nodding her head politely. She did mention that she was enraged with her brother's attitude. She also commented that she had always been forced to do more work at home when her mother was away.
"So you are watching the scenery of water flowing on the river with the sound of chirping birds from the jungle to free your mind?" I asked her, guessing that she loves the beautiful earth nature.
"Yes, you are right," she replied, "but can I ask you a question?" she asked, trying to gain some information about me I guessed.
"You may ask me any questions you want, I am a faithful person," said me, the merest trace of sullenness in my voice.
"Could you share with me on how to control our feeling once it has been hurt by someone?" she requested fervently. I gained her permission to grab snacks from my house before continuing the conversation. Suddenly I lost my balance and stumbled on the bridge. My head was so grazed greatly on the surface bleeding. It was so hurt that made my tears rolled down my face in great floods.
I gently asked her to bring me home. She gripped my shoulder strongly and we stumbled home with me limping pathetically beside her. As we arrived, my mother was shocked to spot blood flowing vigorously down my face. They brought me into my room and I collapsed onto my cosy bed. My mother kept on humiliating me and it made me so embarrassed that I could not control my tears but my mother's frown stopped it!
After that, the young girl gained permission from my mother to take her leave. I knew that it was my carelessness that caused me to ship on the bridge and now, my mother needs to work harder to gain more money to buy me the medicines I need. I was so glad that my mother didn't give up in taking good care of me. I could just see my father smiling down on my mother for doing all of his works that he left behind.
One day, I saw a young beautiful girl sitting at the edge of the bridge across the river in a state of extreme irritability. I did not wish to disturb her, but the ball was in my court to know what has happening to her
I came towards the girl and implored, " May I sit with you?"
She smiled faintly, nodding her head politely. She did mention that she was enraged with her brother's attitude. She also commented that she had always been forced to do more work at home when her mother was away.
"So you are watching the scenery of water flowing on the river with the sound of chirping birds from the jungle to free your mind?" I asked her, guessing that she loves the beautiful earth nature.
"Yes, you are right," she replied, "but can I ask you a question?" she asked, trying to gain some information about me I guessed.
"You may ask me any questions you want, I am a faithful person," said me, the merest trace of sullenness in my voice.
"Could you share with me on how to control our feeling once it has been hurt by someone?" she requested fervently. I gained her permission to grab snacks from my house before continuing the conversation. Suddenly I lost my balance and stumbled on the bridge. My head was so grazed greatly on the surface bleeding. It was so hurt that made my tears rolled down my face in great floods.
I gently asked her to bring me home. She gripped my shoulder strongly and we stumbled home with me limping pathetically beside her. As we arrived, my mother was shocked to spot blood flowing vigorously down my face. They brought me into my room and I collapsed onto my cosy bed. My mother kept on humiliating me and it made me so embarrassed that I could not control my tears but my mother's frown stopped it!
After that, the young girl gained permission from my mother to take her leave. I knew that it was my carelessness that caused me to ship on the bridge and now, my mother needs to work harder to gain more money to buy me the medicines I need. I was so glad that my mother didn't give up in taking good care of me. I could just see my father smiling down on my mother for doing all of his works that he left behind.
English Essay SPM - Write an essay ending with: "..Now I realise the value of a true friend."
The alarm clock woke me up with its electronic sound. I looked at my clock, it was six thirty in the morning. It was still dark pitched outside. Slowly I dragged myself out of the bed and prepared myself. My classmate, Haziq and I need to attend the extra class in the weekend morning as we were unable to attend the extra class before.
As I prepared myself, I went downstairs and headed to the kitchen. My mother would get angry if I went to school with an empty stomach. On that day, she cooked for me my favourite food which was fried rice with some sausages. Suddenly I heard a sound of bell in my house.
"Azim, Haziq is waiting for you outside," shouted my father.
Then I quickly gobbled the food and sprinted outside. As the door was opened, I could see Haziq smiling at me as I was breathless in that morning. He was very smart, wearing a neat tie, a songkok and a school uniform which is clean and tidy.
"He is a person who always be punctual," my heart whispered.
After that, we rode our motorcycle and headed to the school. Suddenly, I passed through a beautiful, long hair girl, standing at the bus station. I thought I had seen her before. I struggled to remember where I had met her before.
As I kept on thinking about her, I missed my step and could not handle the motorcycle steadily. As a result, I fell off at the road side and my legs were fully covered with blood and many red stones. I groaned at the thought of being angry by my parents for mistakes that I had made.
Later, Haziq stopped his motorcycle, clutching his hands and uncertain what to do next. He could not leave me behind so he went to the nearest house and ask for help. Luckily, there was a kind man came along with Haziq towards me. He was looking at my leg for a long moment, with sadness surrounded his face.
"Where are you guys going to?" asked him.
"We are going to school to attend an extra class," replied Haziq softly.
After that, he brought me and Haziq to the hospital. He told us that he would inform our teacher on what had happened to us. We felt very happy to hear that. At the same time, I was feeling so sorry to Haziq for this careless accident and he could not attend the extra class because of me.
"Don't worry Azim, we can study any time but right now, saving your life is more important to me," explained Haziq calmly.
I felt so grateful and now I realise the value of a true friend.
As I prepared myself, I went downstairs and headed to the kitchen. My mother would get angry if I went to school with an empty stomach. On that day, she cooked for me my favourite food which was fried rice with some sausages. Suddenly I heard a sound of bell in my house.
"Azim, Haziq is waiting for you outside," shouted my father.
Then I quickly gobbled the food and sprinted outside. As the door was opened, I could see Haziq smiling at me as I was breathless in that morning. He was very smart, wearing a neat tie, a songkok and a school uniform which is clean and tidy.
"He is a person who always be punctual," my heart whispered.
After that, we rode our motorcycle and headed to the school. Suddenly, I passed through a beautiful, long hair girl, standing at the bus station. I thought I had seen her before. I struggled to remember where I had met her before.
As I kept on thinking about her, I missed my step and could not handle the motorcycle steadily. As a result, I fell off at the road side and my legs were fully covered with blood and many red stones. I groaned at the thought of being angry by my parents for mistakes that I had made.
Later, Haziq stopped his motorcycle, clutching his hands and uncertain what to do next. He could not leave me behind so he went to the nearest house and ask for help. Luckily, there was a kind man came along with Haziq towards me. He was looking at my leg for a long moment, with sadness surrounded his face.
"Where are you guys going to?" asked him.
"We are going to school to attend an extra class," replied Haziq softly.
After that, he brought me and Haziq to the hospital. He told us that he would inform our teacher on what had happened to us. We felt very happy to hear that. At the same time, I was feeling so sorry to Haziq for this careless accident and he could not attend the extra class because of me.
"Don't worry Azim, we can study any time but right now, saving your life is more important to me," explained Haziq calmly.
I felt so grateful and now I realise the value of a true friend.
Sunday 5 June 2016
Puisi Demi Segulung Ijazah
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| Ihsan Mr.Google |
Malamku sering dihimpit sepi ,
Bermonolog sendirian di dalam hati ,
Tercari-cari akan entiti diri ,
Jauh fikiranku dibawa pergi ...
Kini baru ku sedari ...
Hadirmu membuat tumpuanku dicuri ,
Akan tetapi ,
Terasa gembira jauh di sudut hati ,
Mengubat kerinduan yang bertakhta dalam diri ...
Hari demi hari ...
Ku hitung detik yang terus berlalu pergi ,
Mengharapkan sesuatu yang belum pasti ,
Iaitu penerimaan insan yang disayangi ,
Apakah bahagia bakal ku kecapi ?
Sungguh sayang sekali ...
Suatu lorong beronak duri perlu ku tempuhi ,
Menghalang hasrat yang bertapak di hati ,
Ujian yang sering mencabar kekentalan diri ,
Alam Universiti .. yang bakal kita hadapi !
Hasil nukilan Muhammad Azim...
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