2021 Recap

I am quite nervous while typing this out, thinking what if this post makes it to the draft collection, rather than a published blog post? Lord, I am so bad with expressing myself. Over the years, I have grown so insecure about everything from my thought process to language and vocabulary. But it's 2022 and I'm going to be 25 years old this year... /cries/ So my new year resolutions are, among others, to read and write more. Very simple goal but the biggest enemy in the picture would be my procrastination self and... limited time for the huge chunk of my 24 hours are to be shared with clients now. Gorgeous gorgeous girls be living that corporate life but lowkey are depressed. 

My previous post was a year ago in December 2020 and it's January 2022 now. It has been a year. 2021 is certainly a year of flavours - my previous post was a quick announcement on me embarking pupillage and at present, not that I only have completed my pupillage, I have officially graduated and being called to the bar too! You heard it right, I'm a LLB (Malaya) holder and officially a lawyer (!!!) Can you believe it? These milestones are still surreal to me. I made it through the thunderstorms; I made it to the shore. I also received a retainment offer as a legal associate from the department I assisted with as a pupil. I accepted the offer and have been working as legal executive from September - November, and as legal associate on 10th December onwards when I was officially called to the bar.

In July of the same year, my small family was infected with Covid-19. My mom was diagnosed with stage-5 Covid infection, was sent to MAEPS and eventually Hospital Sungai Buloh. While the rest of us were infected with stage-3 Covid infection, obtained home surveillance order. It was a nightmare for all of us. We were all yet to be vaccinated at that point of time, except for myself - I had my AstraZeneca first dose, a week prior to the infection. Thankfully with the Almighty's love and grace; and continuous prayers from families and friends who care about us, we are able to reunite as family again. Syukur, Alhamdulillah. 

I believe those are the significant stories to be highlighted for now.

In essence, 2021 was personally a challenging and uncomfortable year to me, having to constantly adjust to life demands. I would rate it 5 over 10; negative 5 for occasionally having to put my physical and mental health on pause, and positive 5 for the daily milestones reached. I can still say that even on my rough days, I would still get up and attempt to give my all. My everyday is filled with growth, definitely. 

And I'm welcoming 2022, this year with growth coupled with love, patience, perseverance, tenacity and strength. 

May I find my little wins daily to keep me going. 

Aamin.

Right to Choose

"Qausar, what are the traits you look in a guy?"

"... I don't know, as long as he can accept me kut"

"Babe, you always focus on whether the other person can accept you or not. What about your right to choose?"

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Had this conversation a few days ago with a friend and God knows how much it hits me until today. I'm aware that it's unhealthy for me to always deprive my own right to love and be loved. But then I couldn't help myself to think that, not until I'm pretty enough, thin enough, academically performed enough - I can let myself to choose the type of guy I want to be with.

Of course, I have the idea of traits I'm looking in a person. But to utter it out? I feel sorry to myself that it's not going to be easy in anytime soon. 

Dejavu

I was standing in front of my society's booth, promoting to the juniors to join us. Suddenly, a girl came up to Dilla and me. We greeted her, explained on how COP works in the faculty, and in the middle of explaining, she cut us off politely and asked, "Okay ke belajar dekat sini? Exam, belajar, kawan kawan?"

That was random. Thought that she was going to ask something related to our club. That curiosity left both of us silent and we simultaneously exchanged glance. We mumbled awkwardly, trying to find the right words to say. Both of us know that we were not supposed to make her feel down. It was her freaking first day in law school. We answered, "Okay je. Mula mula memang susah tapi lama lama nanti dah adapt, you'll be okay"

AND. SURPRISE! THIS. GIRL. IN. FRONT. OF. US. SUDDENLY. BURST. INTO. TEARS

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It was like dejavu. The chills run in my vein and give me shiver.

Looking at her crying, it brought me back to my first-semester journey. It was difficult. I always thought that I've prepared physically and mentally for the hurdles but heh I was fooled with the idea of optimism. An image of me as a freshman popped out. I vividly saw me crying of culture shock during the freshies' night; crying at the back of the law library on the third week of semester because I could not comprehend what the hell is R v Willans's judgement. Recalling back, I totally felt that UM was a wrong decision I made at that point of life and this place will never be a place I can call home. 

But, it's true when they say time heals. Owing to the fact that the second month, it felt a little bit better. On the third month, it felt a lot better. Then onwards until this day, law school life is totally fine and bearable though it can be such pain in the ass sometimes lol but I guess I'm getting used to this ambience already. It feels so good to be well-adapted when I thought I would not at the beginning. 

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Dilla and I reflexly hugged her tightly and convinced her that everything will be okay. I whispered to her, "It's okay to cry, for now. I used to feel the same way too" 

Busy Cuzzie

On my way to Opah's

It has been a long holiday for the Malaysians; started on Thursday merdeka, Eid Adha on Friday, the weekend Saturday and Sunday, and a Monday off as a reward for our athlete's outstanding performance in SEA Games #perksofbeingMalaysians #peoplefromothercountriesmustbejealous. My family spent two days in our Kg Gajah hometown, and a night at Mak Teh's home in Manjung before we went back to Kg Gajah again. It was Saturday evening, my family was on our way to Opah's house from Manjung. This time around, the vibe felt different because I had a splendid morning that day. 

My Saturday morning was productively enjoyed with my cousins. Actually, we did nothing special; we typically walked around most of the malls in Manjung lol. I ain't kidding, we wandered through Tesco, Giant and Aeon. We bought tidbits and had fun catching up with each other's life update while munching the pretzel from Auntie Anne.

I love the serenity of a long drive (but definitely not when I'm the driver lol #backacheproblem). I am able to enjoy the scenery outside of a window, cherishing the blue sky, fluffy clouds and birds flying high. It's a +1 when sunset or drizzles comes along. And when you combine the weather and memories, it is just heartwarming. I was looking at the grey sky, turning darker every minute as it almost Maghrib. My cousins' face appeared one by one floating in the sky slide show. My emotions ran wild through my blood. These faces are going to get married later, they'll have a husband/wife, children to prioritise and we cannot go lepak and laugh like a mad person like we always do. Ok lah fine... maybe we can still go lepak but it would not be the same. Aaaaaa I hate growing up.

Abang Sham just graduated and got that PhD and currently working as a full-time lecturer in UPSI (omg aren't you the same person who watched power rangers with me?) Kak Ana is now working 24/7 (even during the weekend too sometimes!) in the lab. Kak Ain and Tikah just started working and they are doing so well. And during the raya night, Ati was busy balancing an account belongs to the playschool she's working with... I think she deserves a raise.  While Adib, Mar and I are now pursuing our passion (read: dying in accomplishing our degree studies) and let's pray that we'll survive with flying colour. 

I feel so emotional to digest the fact that we all are grown ups. I remember vividly that we all used to be naked and mandi kolah together and filled it with bubbles of soap. It was like a pool party but kampung version lol. We were scolded by opah and our moms later hahaha good times :') There was this one phase when I was a fan of akademi fantasia (I guess most of us were huh?).  So we gathered in one of the rooms and did the roleplay of AF's audition. My songs to go are nasyid range lol and we took turns to act as savage judges;Kudsia Kahar, Adlin Aman Ramli. Someone will also volunteer to imitate Aznil the MC for our small entertaining concert. Well hunny, you gotta dream big they said.

Ahhh I miss the old times spent with them. I pray that this bond will last eternally Aamiin.

Special Gift

As I grow older, one thing that comes to my realisation is that I tend to put my family first in everything I do. Or in short, I start to appreciate them more. I try so hard not to hurt my parents' feelings in any way as well as putting effort to understand them better. There is this one quote which I believe we all are familiar with it, 'we are busy growing up and sometimes we forget that our parents are also getting older', I can relate this to another whole new level. 

As you all know that I am on my semester break, my time is mostly spent with my family, especially with my mother. Since she is now working as an insurance agent so her working time is very flexible that we always have a talk while cooking in the kitchen or in the car when we are on our way to somewhere. 

This time around, we were in the car on our way back home from Subang Jaya to settle some important stuff for Ihsan. We were talking about house and land values, and how some people are able to have several houses or land that they reserve for their children later when they grow up.  I believe that most of their luxurious life comes from their hard work and I aspire to work very very very hard and gain blissfully. Someday in the future, insyaAllah. 

Suddenly while we were talking, my mom went like.. 

"Ibu ayah tak ada harta ataupun tanah nak bagi anak anak ibu. Tak mampu" calmly while her eyes were still focused on the driving. 

Danggg, why suddenly she brought this up...

"Tapi ibu sentiasa niatkan Al-Waiqah untuk anak-anak ibu. Moga doa-doa ibu untuk anak-anak ibu dimurahkan rezeki, diperkenankan"

....Oh no, suddenly the atmosphere became emotional. Both of my eyes were already filled with tears and I quickly glimpsed outside the window. That was so unexpected coming from her.

One fact I know about my mother, she reads Quran a lot, everyday without fail. She will wake up around 5am, clean up herself, solat sunat and read the Quran. I always hear her voice reading Al-Waqiah and Ar-Rahman from my room but not even once I had an idea that all the beautiful recitations are meant for us.

I hope my mom knows that nothing in this world, be it in monetary or materials form, could beat the beauty of her prayers that are exclusively dedicated to us. 

I hope that I will be able to make Ibu and Ayah proud of me one day, though I know they are, already. And I also hope that one day, I am able to follow my mom's kind traits for my future kids, ewahhh gitu. ((hahaha but seriously I want to raise them up like how my parents are raising me now) 

May Allah bless our parents and grant them the highest of jannah insyaAllah.

Letting Go

Lately, I have been detoxing unwanted negativity elements in my life. I removed people and let go wishes which meant to stay wishes. I realise that as I get older I tend to be very cautious with every decision I make and I become choosy with people whom I want to surround with. There were several friendships that I chose to give up, hence it did not turn up such way it supposed or used to be. It is really sad when you do not talk anymore with someone who you previously share your days, your insecurities, your hopes, your ambition- basically, someone who you were attached at heart with. 

Walking away is not an easy thing. It really takes a huge courage. I took a big step of moving on from unhealthy friendships; one which gets me tired and one day, I had enough so I decided to give up. The weight of memories did kill me a little from time to time (even until this day). On some nights and empty days, I had thought like, "Why did this friendship end?" or me wishing to go back to old days, but I know myself for sure that will not likely be happened. 

Tonight is one of the nights where I am lying on my bed, counting the old memories but I just do not want to go back.

An English Essay

An English essay about... English language 

Well, I think I deserve to be punched in the face..... or maybe all over my body because of the long hiatus. I'm sorry for ditching you my dearest blog. Here, several reasons to believe in. Firstly, I've been busy with law school and secondly, (this reason contributes to the neglect the most) every time I want to type out my rants, I tend to think so much about my grammar, vocab, and stuff so it demotivates me to write. One of the many things that degree uni life has taught me is to have a good fluent English is good. My English was several times pointed out for sounding too Malay-ish. I was also once or twice being shot by indirect tweets for this particular insecurity. Hence, these two semesters (first and second semester of degree life), I've been swallowing my words, hold back myself from giving opinions that I'd love to raise.  

English Nazis are truly something. And the fact that most of them come from my own.... race is so devastating. I mean, why don't you let people speak their heart out? I understand that we should not let English being wrongly preached and for that, we should encourage others to speak better in a manner that would not crush their inner drive and motivation. My humble advice to the language nazis, is to help and motivate more. Stop looking down on people with bad English because their opinions, ideas or arguments might be better than ours. Or it can be that they are in a learning process and, they will get better, probably better than us. And also, always be grateful for the good language you are granted with. There are some people in life who wish to have the good language and accent you have but again,  it's you who are blessed with it. So, be grateful and be nice to those who aren't in the same shoes. 

Good grammars and wide vocabulary are spices to beautify and give more feels to the readers. And grammar IS REALLY IMPORTANT. Grammar has too many rules! It's the law of the English language that you have to follow when you write or speak. The basic one (am, is, are, was, were, singular with s or without, plural with s or without, they they're their and etcs SORRY I AM NOT A TESL STUDENT BUT AM TRYING) must be learned and conquered. Yes, it is understandable that not everyone masters it but always, always and always try to learn. I took time until form 3 to get my basic grammar right. And now, I'm still working on it as well as trying to expand my vocabulary. As I said, I'm nowhere near good. I used to live in frustration for not able to speak a good language, been living timidly gulping my stands and thoughts, questions that I'd like to ask in class but I held back, scared of being judged, cried in silence asking why I am me, why I am not her or him...  I lost my confidence in law school for countless times... just because of the way I speak. I used to live in regrets, so IF YOU FEEL DOWN AND DEMOTIVATED, I AM TELLING YOU TO NOT GIVE UP. JUST SPEAK. because most of them are using this rule:

The haters will continue hating, your envy friends will continue envy (real friends don't), the judgemental will continue judging. I choose not to waste time while they continue to let me sip the negativity they served. This time, I have had enough living for who I'm not. I honestly have no idea why this time I was swayed with those says. I'm just glad that I'm over it. 

Also, I am eternally thankful for a number of supportive friends I have. They lift me up, help me to gain my self-confidence and always remind me that I'm beyond myself that I portrayed in my mind. There are several of my batch mates (who actually speak far better than me) complimented my English. I swear I scolded them 'cause I took that as a sarcasm/insult (I'm so sensitive when it comes to this matter sigh) And I remember that once during my first semester, there was this one lawyer who stopped by our law library, had a short conversation with me. While we were conversing, out of nowhere, he said that I have a good English :( I want to cry :( Am I dreaming :( And coming from a big person, I was so excited sharing this happiness with this one friend of mine (who I used to spend my days with)  but she turned me down, so too bad,  the excitement did not last long. 

In case you're wondering why this whole English thingy WAS something big to me, I don't really have an answer to this as I also don't know why. Last time during MRSM time, I really don't have any problem to present myself in front of hundreds of crowd. I guess the fear started during foundation where my mistakes were pointed out in front of the rest of my classmates when I said 'rape' as 'rap' and 'shooted' for 'shot'. And the fear bloomed extravagantly during my first year of degree life. Perhaps it was because I was in the process of adapting so I became very fragile and sensitive to everything and everyone around me. Hmm that must be it.

Very very very glad that I can finally cut off this insecurity. The fact that next semester, I'll be taking mooting as a subject and now I'm done with feeling not confident and all, I'm so relieved and thankful. 

Alhamdulillah. Oh Allah, thank you for the strength You grant me with.

sem one, done.

Hello there.

Phew, semester one of my degree life has ended. It feels so good to be home alhamdulillah. I actually have so many things to blog about and finally, I've got plenty time to do so /sengih sampai telinga/ I waited for moments like this since the beginning of semester, and so glad it's over now *giggling*

This semester to put it in a world would be... tiring. Very tiring. That Saturday evening after Asar (the day exam ended), I sat beside Nabilah and we talked about how time actually flies. Me being a cry baby as usual, I... cried. I'm so emotional that the semester has come to an end. The syllabus, the people, the environment, all come in one package, it was a hella ride. It was challenging for me. 

When I received the offer letter from UM, never cross in my mind it would be this hard. I remember writing a letter to my future self (yes, I do this kind of stuff lol), I wrote for only half way because I thought that "alah, takkanla first semester susah sangat. Next sem kita tulis". What was I thinking? hahaha, adoi. I was totally wrong. It's the first semester me, who needed that letter the most. Too bad, tak habis tulis pun. I'm so so so glad that I was able to go through with the help and motivation from supportive family and friends. Also am thankful to Allah who grants me strength and ease my task.

Studies.
This semester, I registered seven subjects; 4 law subjects, 3 university courses. 4 law subjects namely Contract  I, Tort I, Legal Method and Malaysian Legal System. As for university courses, the subjects were Information Literacy, TITAS and Ethnic Relation. Basically, university courses are courses that you have to sit for the exam for the sake of graduating extra knowledge and skills. All in all, no biggie for the uni courses. The subjects were fine. Except when it comes to group work. The group members were mostly random because we all came from different faculty. So I had an experience working with engineering (mechanical & software) students and also those from the social science faculty. Of course, there were ups and downs. The downs would be during the process of preparing the slides and video for TITAS, as for ER it was during the video presentation itself. And of course, we learn from our downfall aite?

I learned a lot throughout the process. To be honest, never in my life have I worked in a team which the members took group assignments lightly. I will never understand the mindset "oh this isn't a core subject, so it's okay, don't have to beria sangat". Alahai. I pity those who have this kind of mentality. Be it uni courses or core courses, knowledge is knowledge. I understand that uni courses can be a burden sometimes, I sighed and complained too (yela tutorial tak siap lagi, law subjects tak habis cover, tapi kena kejar due date assignment uni courses- gilaaaa tak serabut). But then again, these subjects are my escape from facts and heavy materials that sometimes, my mind really needs a break from legal jargons. I learned to appreciate these subjects. I also learned to expect less and to give more. All this while, I've always been that girl who puts a high expectation when it comes to tasks given; be it an individual or a group work; I'll always make sure that I give my very best. But that's the thing. Not everyone wills to do the same, so you got to expect less to hurt less later. I also learned to be more sincere, more patient (it was hard for me to hold myself back from cursing and not crying tsktsk), and less emotional when it comes to teamwork. Really maaan, you gotta be sincere of the work and time you invest so when the outcome does not satisfy you, at least sincerity will make you feel better. The power of faith. Bingo.

Here's the climax. Law subjects /giggles/ ok kena gelak sikit sebab nak cover perasaan cuak result final exam. Law subjects were difficult. Hm, I didn't expect it to be any less easy honestly. But during the beginning of the semester, I aimed to not only pass but to score with flying colours. but now all that I want is to pass all papers HAHAHA haih look at what law school has done to me :( The subjects are hard, unbearable at the first instance you read but fine after awhile. And this is the best thing about the subjects, they are all interesting! (to me la) I think that's the x-factor which inspires me to study law. Aish sounds nerdy as hell but I do, I really do. I enjoyed completing my tutorial, going to lecture, hm bet the readers feel like puking after reading this hahaha I'm sorry, I can be a geek at times. Did I tell you that my roommate is from science & maths department? Oh God. Looking at her dealing with the algebras and numbers, I would rather write for two hours non-stop (mind you, I proved it during the examination haha!) There were times when  I felt like quitting because it was hard. But of course, they were merely words. I said it, but my heart refused to give it up. Hence, I grow stronger.

Let's talk about the final exam. Overall, it was so-so. Some papers were bearable, some were difficult but none of the papers were easy. Hahaha /cry/  I didn't know how to put it in words but let's together hope and pray that I don't have to repeat any of the papers, I just want to pass. Back then in asasi, I always thought that the seniors were exaggerating about LLB is a real struggle and headache to many.  Sorry for thinking that you guys were lying sobs. Now only I feel the pain. It's true. It's difficult, I must say it. But tho it's hard, that's the beauty of it. If I were to go back and choose between law and something else or UM and other universities, I would still choose the path I chose five months ago. Now, this brings the memory of a conversation I had with Unee. We were on the bus on our way to the faculty, "Kalau boleh putar balik masa, kau masuk UiTM tak? (the other offer besides UM was UiTM)" A gap of silence before I answered "Tak".  Like what they said, struggling means you're living, you're on the right path. Hopefully, I am. Aamin.


Environment
When I was in my lower secondary, I was in a sekolah harian of mix races. However, the only non-Malays in my class were only four Indian friends of mine. No Chinese. Then, I went to MRSM Taiping for my upper secondary. After SPM, I pursued the UiTM law foundation . Again, all bumiputras just like back then in Taiping. I know right! I am always surrounded by my own people. That's one of the reasons why I chose to be here. Hamagad, teringat pula interview UM. I mentioned this fact to the interviewers (and guess what, one of the interviewers was my Contract I lecturer *black moon emoji*)

So my batch is the 45th batch consists of mix races from all over Malaysia. They are all nice people, geniuses, and opinionated people. I'm from Atkin tutorial group. My classmates are all so baik, I love each of them so much. Macam exaggerate kan tapi I'm not kidding. This is the truth. When I heard others complaining about their tutorial mates, I knew that  I'm blessed with the current classmates I have.  They are very helpful, hard working, not kiasu and willing to be there for one another especially when it comes to syllabus. Argh, I want to cry now, I love my classmates (psssstsss qausar stop jangan over please) Let me tell you something. Kalau you ada cooperative classmates who are not kiasu, you're going to go through your law school much easier. Seriously. Now this reminds me of a conversation I shared with Asha. "Rizq, you tahu tak I'm so grateful for our classmate tau. Semua orang tak kiasu. Kalau nak minta tolong or tanya soalan, ada je yang offer to help" my reply was  of course, "KAAAAAAAAAANNNN" and we were in the library..... so guess how many eyes were on me? many.

I stay inside the campus- in KK12, the largest among other colleges. The facilities are okay, there foods are also okay and there are so many- western, nasi campur, goreng goreng panas, burgers, cheese naan, kuih, fishballs, desserts like waffles, ice creams, and cakes. It's like a food court la, basically. Talk about the place where I sleep, my room consists of me and my only roommate, Amirah. She's a stats student from Science & Maths department, Science faculty. She loves numbers while I don't at all hahaha. We are close yet independent, I don't cling to her neither she. She understands me well; she gave me space when I needed it the most and always lift me up when I'm down. She also reminds me to turn back to Allah when things get rough. I am blessed with her presence, syukur Alhamdulillah.


Friends
I gained a lot of new acquaintance this semester. There are some I just met in UM, some I've known from UiTM but become closer when in here and of course, I still keep my Atans around (the ones from UM and other universities as well). I am blessed with my small precious circle of friends. They are my semester one survival kit (hopefully until the final semester (lamanya lagiiii) InsyaAllah).

Alah I nak kenalkan sorang sorang tapi takut ada yang terasa nanti sebab iolz banyak kawan kekeke, nahh just kidding. Well, you know who you are. I thank God every time I see your face, dear friends. I'm so thankful that they choose to stick by my side, accept and help me to improve my flaws, motivate me when I feel down, dan terima lawak lawak saya yang definitely kelakar (I know they secretly fancy me because I'm so funny and interesting kuikuikui okay I better stop now). Really, I'm so grateful for them. Eternally grateful ya rabb.




Overall, I think it wasn't really about the syllabus that made it difficult. But the fact that it's the first semester, the beginning of the degree's life. We struggled, trying to fit in, adapting in this new place. You see. It's okay to make mistakes and to be bitter about it sometimes. But, don't forget to move on and to not lose focus on the chances, opportunities and blessings that God has granted. Treasure the ups and the downs 'cause you need both to shape you. Indeed, my first semester was very challenging, yet it was bitter sweet enough to keep it as a memory that I'm going to cherish later in a few years.

Alhamdulillah. I am so happy. and grateful. Thank you, Lord.

Till the next post. Chow. 

Asasi Semester 2, checked!

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim,

Alhamdulillah, Semester two is over and I am so grateful for the chance given to be a part of Asasi Dengkil community. Started my foundation in UiTM Shah Alam as the very last batch of asasi then transferred to Dengkil as the first batch. How special. I’m so terharuu.

Semester two was, fuuuuuhh it was definitely langit dan bumi compared to semester one in term of syllabus, environment, friends, house, facilities, financial, etc. Many times in uni, I felt like killing everybody around me and throwing things to the ground but itulah, alhamdulillah dikurniakan kesabaran dan orang orang yang supportive; they keep me going and yeap, here i am. dah habis asasi dah!!1! hehehe

Many things also happened in semester two. Be it good or bad events, I believe that both experiences make me stronger than before. A lot of tears and sweat (Malaysia is so panas lately mashaAllah) spilled, but no regrets. I am so blessed and feeling wonderful, thank you Allah. 

Here, let's pictures do the talk hehe. I am so lazy to type. I apologise to those who actually wait for my post but I come out with wordless hehehe 

My Comfort Zone

Basically, this is my bed and study table. I love my house in dengkil. It is so convenient and has so many fans! back then in kolej mawar, one room with only one kipas and it's so hot huhu. contrary to dengkil, it's much cooler alhamdulillah hehe oh and my window scenery is directly to pintu gerbang uitm dengkil, and picc can be seen from my window hehe 

(tak selalu bersepah pun sebenarnya tau! ni masa exam global issue) 

Class Trip to Bagan lalang

So my class decided to have a class trip by the beach side of bagan lalang. We went there on 5th March on fatini's birthday and had a splendid time together. Makanan banyak gila. Pizza, cake, BBQ (chicken, lamb, fish and prawn hehehe), nasi goreng tomyam, junkfood. We played some sukaneka together, the guys even played football and we watched the sunset together huuuuu and during the night after maghrib before we went back to dengkil, we had a random camp fire! Nadi played the guitar and we all sang songs (Sempurna, The Climb, Kau Ilhamku, Anuar Zain's) while eating grilled marshmallow.I miss this picnic already :') 

Study Week

Our "study week" actually only for four days (excluding saturday and sunday) and yeap it still be called study week. During study week, I spent most of the hours at PTAR library.  But whenever I am lazy to go down, I'll only stay at home, in my room or at the study table. Below are random moments consisting when Ain and Ellya (they're my housemates, used to be my roommates in shah alam) and I decided to go for a walk around kolej dahlia for some fresh air and library moments. Oh ya! termasuk sekali solat hajat perdana held by comrade. 

Last Day of Asasi 

After paper law039, that marks the end of our foundation year. Tak tergambar rasa gembiranya. I could recall sharena's face after her paper was taken by the invigilator. She turned behind, and made that face "beb dah habis asasi!!" hahahaha ya Allah, at the moment rasa macam air mata tumpah kegembiraan dan kepuasan hati beb. Syukur ya Rabb. Then we gathered at the center tanah lapang of uitm dengkil between the academic buildings to snap pictures.

Advance 19th Birthday Celebration 

I am so terharu beyond words that after the last paper, my squad decided to go out to have some fun and celebrated my 19th birthday huhuhu. We went to eat at absolute thai, then went for bowling. solat asar then straight away to Dal.Com cafe, they bought bingsu and then tadaaaaa suddenly ada lagu birthday huhu :') Terima kasih, atan. you guys are so sweet huhuhu /nangis/

 

There are many more events but above are some highlights hehe. Alhamdulillah, alhamdulillah, alhamdulillah, I am so blessed. seriously, so happy to be surrounded with amazing people together creating awesome memories. Syukur, I've ended my foundation year. Doakan ye saya dapat result yang terbaik and dipermudahkan untuk degree.

Thank you for actually reading until this part. See you later in other post. Have a great day!


Sayonara, hugs!

Cheers.

I've wanted to do this for so long; to clean up the mess in this site. I feel like to stop expressing on my daily routine and start to express thoughts from my own perspective. I've afforded a dainty notebook from kaison to doodles my untalented sketch, inspiring quotes and daily routines. My languages becoming more deteriorated day by day and that makes me feeling uneasy. But then, my korean vocabulary is developing bit by bit. I'm not sure whether to delight or feeling glump for the sign that shows that I'm being unproductive that I past the time with k-dramas.

Whatever it is, so glad to back on path and run the blog. I hope that I have the time to compose more InsyaAllah.