:')

assalamualaikum wbt.

Alhamdulillah. Aku sekarang dalam sem 3. FINAL EXAM. Kerja pun boleh tahan banyak. Things Fall Apart tu buat aku rasa nak buat lawatan sambil belajar ke rumah Chinua Achebe.Talking about works, aku baru ingat nak membebel nak mengeluh. Tapi, terbaca pulak post ini. Malu rasanya dengan dia dan diri sendiri. Hati ni memang tak boleh kalau tak mengeluh. Banyak kerja sikit dah mengeluh, masalah sikit ada bajet nak putus asa. Padahal orang lain pikul tanggungjawab yang sama in fact ada yang lagi besar dari tu. Astaghfirullah.

Syukur sebab aku terbaca post tu bila mana aku nak mengeluh pasal kerja yang banyak ni. Intan, she's a loveable young lady. Kalau ikut kalendar aku, dah genap la setahun kenal dia. Alhamdulillah, she's a great friend. Or shall I call her a sahabat? Bagi aku, kawan, teman, sahabat, tak sama. Kawan tu semua kawan kita. yang kita jumpa tepi jalan, jumpa masa beli nasi lemak rm1.60 kat KOOP. Teman, for me, maybe someone yang kau boleh bercakap, bertukar pendapat, cerita lawak jenaka antara benua ke. But sahabat, it's another different story. For me, sahabat tu orang yang terima kau baik buruk, tegur kau bila kau buat salah, and at the same time, can be as crazy as you or even more worse. Intan is one of them.

Kalau nak ikut pengalaman aku berkawan, takde lah sampai boleh buat cerpen ke, buku motivasi ke. Tapi, cukup lah untuk aku tahu, siapa kawan, siapa lawan. Setahun kat sini, masing-masing dah kenal perangai, apa yang suka tak suka. I'm not talking about others : It's ME. Kalau dah hari-hari jumpa, mahu aku tak tunjuk side perangai aku yang macam apa ni? But Alhamdulillah again, dorang, sangat la menerima. Thanks ya ALLAH. :') Sem lepas, sibuk dengan drama, sem ni, exam. In fact, it's final. It's a do or die matter. I have to focus on the final, by hook or by crook. It's not easy. But it's not impossible.

Thanks to Intan. For making me realise the fact. :') If you're happen to read this, ALLAH knows how grateful I am to know you. It's been hard for you, I know, but deep inside you, you are a fighter. And thanks too, to my Puan Ma, she's done a few changes on me. I've never thought of having those 'rambu-rambu' pin tudung but now I have 4 with me. Sentap jugak hati ni bila ma cakap, "Kakak, jangan la asyik nak pakai tudung hitam putih aje. Dull aje ma tengok." . Truth hurts. That's it. She said nothing but the right thing. I have to change. Bukan change bermaksud pergi kelas macam nak pergi dinner. Maybe put a smile on my face before I leave the room?

happy first anniversary One Adrenaline!

malas la aku nak taip.

assalamualaikum wbt.

aku rasa malas. faham tak malas? malas sebab dah nak balik JB lusa. malas sebab beg lansung tak kemas lagi. malas sebab ada lagi homework tak siap. malas sebab lepas ni dah kena jalan pergi kelas. malas sebab aku ni pemalas. eh?

okay. kat sini memang terbuka la pengakuannya aku pemalas. hai mak mertua, sila jangan baca blog ini. (gua mohon mak mertua gua takde facebook twitter bagai ni. buat malu gua aje). tapi bukan la pemalas sangat sampai malas aku bergerak. itu dah melampau namanya. aku MASAK, MENYAPU, JEMUR BAJU. haaa. saja je nak caps lock. kot la nanti adik ipar baca ke kan?

sem ni aku exam. final. err, aku risau bila aku takde rasa takut lagi ni. parah. sepatutnya aku dah takut ni. tapi apsal aku rilek rilek lagi ni? *makan kacang sambil goyang kaki* kenapa? kenapa? mugkin sebab aku takde kat kolej lagi. and aku tak nampak lagi teman teman sekelas gigih belajar. mungkin. atau mungkin jugak aku masih lagi dihantui perkara perkara lagha seperti facebook, twitter, dan lain lain. dah kenapa aku buat ayat macam nak masuk pertandingan menulis karangan darjah 6?

ah, persetankan semua tu. yang aku musykilkan sekarang ialah tahap kemalasan aku yang semakin hari semakin meningkat ni. cikgu mana boleh malas malas kan? tapi apa yang kau expect bila duduk rumah? kau jarang balik rumah, pastu bila balik rumah haruslah nak bermalasan kat katil lama lama sikit. ye dak? dan bila dah bangun pulak haruslah puan ma dah siapkan sarapan. paling tidak, ada barang sebungkus dua nasi di atas meja beserta dengan donut dua tiga bijik inche ba beli. betol dak? haaa. mahu tak naik lemak?

tapi copp copp. aku still buat kerja. bila balik rumah ni, ya ALLAH, kanak kanak ramai. sepupu sepapat semua datang rumah. and yes, aku yang paling kakak. dah semestinya aku jadi babysitter. masyuk gua cakap sama lu. makan nak bersuap, tidur nak bercerita dulu. alahai. penat! tapi seronok. now aku tahu how puan ma feels. :') ma, i love you.

itu my atuk, tok ayah and that small baby, Alif Yahya.

ni ha Tina. minah ni, sekali dia mengamuk. mak ai. but i love her.

Izzah, the wangi girl.

yang lelaki tu adik and the bulat one is Mia. suka mintak dukung.

dan gua mohon, kalau nanti gua dah ada anak, tolong jangan gatal tangan cari blog ni. buat malu mama aje. kantoi la. masa anak dara mama pemalas. fuhh. macam dah ada anak. gatal! sigh.

strolling down memory lane

H6P5 '10-'11

rindu korang semua. rindu nak lepak kat kafe D. breakfast lepas kelas KOKO dengan cikgu Shahril. menyanyi dalam lab Bio dengan cikgu Azuin. kena bebel dengan cikgu bibi dalam lab Chem. kena buat tutor Math dengan madam Ong. 

i miss you guys. loads. 

it's a holi holiday!

assalamualaikum wbt.

so yes. I'm in my sem break. I spent my first two weeks at tokmama's and it was fun. seeing my muhammad growing up was exciting. he grew up. a lot more harder to get near him. he would always prefer tokmama compare to me and sometimes, I'm glad for that. but most of the time, I did the attempt to approach him. well, he saw me everyday for the last two weeks so he got use to me. he started to come near me and question every single thing that was around him. starting with the house keys to cat. oh my, I miss him.

and now, I'm at home. nothing can compare the feeling you get when you are back at home and the first thing you see when you open your eyes are your parents. so back at home, my days are filled with kenduri and the latest that I went was yesterday and the bride was 18, the bridegroom was 19. i was awed.

being 20 now, I think it's quite normal to have the feeling of oh-please-ma-i-need-to-get-married. i do. what else can i feel when my classmate when I was in standard six sent me an invitation card of HER WEDDING. oh my oh my. but come to think of it, it's not my time. yet. I think ALLAH SWT knows what I had planned in my head.

marriage is a big thing. it's not for some period of time. it's for a lifetime. being married is like you are attach to that someone. he is a part of you. it comprises love, trust, loyalty and commitment. I should be prepared enough to be a wife. a mother. and with this kind of attitude, I'm not yet suitable. having a family doesn't just mean a husband, a wife and kids. it is about how a husband and a wife manage their kids. I need to be the solehah one to get a soleh husband. but I can't just be a pious one for the sake of searching a good husband. I want to be a good one for the sake of ALLAH. for when He blessed me, I'll be blessed with a good husband.

insyaALLAH, one day :')

but now the tie has not yet come. I should be a good daughter first then I can be a good wife. InsyaALLAH. so now, let me have fun first. i think i have the one. the one that I love. and I do wish to be a part of him. in this world and there to come.

p/s: I LOVE YOU primo. :)