Hi, I'm Nurul Hajara — a student at SMK Bandar Damai Perdana. I sing for what's in my heart, sprint for the thrill of finishing strong, and long-jump for that one second the ground lets go. And I'm learning to code — because one day I plan to run my own oil & gas company, and I want to be ready to build it.
My name is Nurul Hajara. I started out at Sekolah Kebangsaan Desa Baiduri for primary school, and I'm now studying at Sekolah Menengah Kebangsaan Bandar Damai Perdana. School is where most of my days happen — but the parts of me that feel the loudest live just outside it.
I love singing because it's my passion. It's how I let people in on what's in my heart — the parts of me I can't quite say out loud. A melody can carry feelings that words on their own keep dropping.
I love running because of the pure thrill of it. There's nothing quite like the rush of crossing a finish line, and when I get a medal or an award after, I feel overjoyed — like I've actually achieved something wonderful in my life. Then there's long jump: one of the few athletic feats that feels like a real attempt to defy gravity, even if it's only for a second.
I'm learning to code for something specific — the oil & gas company I plan to build one day. I figured a future founder should understand the systems that run her world, so I'm starting with HTML, CSS and JavaScript. One tag, one tag, one tag at a time.
“Sing for the heart. Sprint for the thrill. Leap to defy gravity. Build for the future.”
It's my passion. I sing because I want people to know what's in my heart — the parts of me I can't quite say out loud. A melody can carry a feeling that plain words keep missing.
I love the thrill of it. And when I finish a race and walk home with a medal or an award, I feel overjoyed — like I've actually achieved something wonderful in my life. It's one of the best feelings I know.
Long jump is one of the few athletic feats that feels like a real attempt to defy gravity. For one second between the take-off and the sand, the rules of being on the ground simply stop applying. I love that second.
One day, I want to run my own oil & gas company. Not work in one — build one. So when other people ask why a student is staying in to mess with HTML on a Saturday, this is the honest answer:
If the company I'm dreaming of is going to be real, the founder behind it should understand the systems that hold it together. Code is one of those systems. So I'm starting now — small pages, big intent.
Treat each tiny project like it's a real product — ship it, refine it, learn out loud.
If something runs my future business, I want to know how it works — not just trust someone else to.
The end goal is real: launching and leading my own company in the energy sector.
Tomorrow: dashboards, internal tools, websites for a brand I haven't built yet.
Crossed the line first and walked off feeling overjoyed — the kind of joy that makes you understand why athletes keep showing up at 7am.
One run-up, one board, one second airborne — that magic, gravity-defying moment between take-off and the sand. Took home silver and a reminder that I love this event.
Third place, but a personal best. Some medals matter for the metal — this one mattered because I beat my own time on the way to it.
Stepped up for in-school performances and let the song do the talking. Standing in front of an audience taught me more about courage than any rehearsal could.
Hand-coded my own homepage as the first project for a future I'm still drawing up. Every section is a small win, and a quiet promise to the founder I'm becoming.
Where the basics took shape — reading, writing, friendships, first stages, first finish lines. Every passion I carry now started taking root somewhere here.
Most days my desk is half schoolwork, half curiosity — an open laptop, a few browser tabs I'll "close in a sec," and a folder full of tiny experiments saved as index.html.
I'm not chasing perfect — I'm chasing working. Then better. Then a little closer to the kind of pages a real company might one day need from its founder.
// hajara.js — a tiny manifesto const hajara = { name: 'Nurul Hajara', school: 'SMK Bandar Damai Perdana', hobbies: ['singing', 'running', 'long jump'], future: 'oil & gas company (mine)', today: () => 'learn one new thing', }; while (hajara.curious) hajara.build();
Picked up HTML, CSS and JavaScript and started building real pages instead of just dreaming about them. This portfolio is the first thing I've shipped — and the first time I've felt like the founder I'm planning to become.
The year the track became home. Sprinted my favourite distances, found out long jump might be my favourite event of all, and walked off with a few medals that I keep on a very visible shelf.
Took the leap from singing-in-the-shower to singing-in-the-hall. The nerves never quite leave, but neither does the feeling after the last note lands — that's the part I keep coming back for.
Where almost every passion I have now first showed up as a hint — the first songs, the first races, the first time I beat my own time. Quiet years that quietly mattered.
One day, an oil & gas company with my name on the door. Until then: better code, faster sprints, longer jumps, and one more song memorised every week.
Whether you want to share a song, swap a coding tip, cheer for the next race, or talk about the company I'm planning to build one day — the inbox is open. I love a good message.