Bismillahirrahmanirrahim

Assalamualaikum and greetings earthlings.


Haaaaa...It's been awhile since the last time I updated this blog. Who even read this anyway? LOL.
So, the ongoing weeks gonna be hectic! Though our schedule is not that packed with classes still, lots of programs to be handled and some stuff to do that need me to go back to my hometown.

When will I get my car...

Okay, no whining. You'll get it when you get it.


The nearest one will be our school visit. I think it has been a year I ever visit any school for a program. I used to handle school programs with Pepias (I missed pepaya so much that I kept thinking of them lately). But this is a first for me as a secretary yang tak buat keje sangat pun eh? Haha. I've done my portion, Alhamdulillah. So hopefully the participants will gain lots of benefits and experiences from this program. I think it should be very much useful for the students, inshaAllah.

Ah, and I got to meet Iman and Kyla last week before their winter break ends around this March. Kyla will fly back to Korea this week and Iman will fly back to Japan on the upcoming week. When will I visit you guys there? One day perhaps.. Amin~~ *melong~

Oh and yeah..another video has been assigned to us. But this time only responsible for video shooting and the rest, well I'll leave them to the head of video team. He knows a lot more than me. of course.
This one is to show our support for KOD's team in the upcoming match (inter-kulliyyah and inter-varsity).
So go go KOD! Hwaiting! Innallaha ma'ana!

And since this is my 3rd block here, I'm planning to struggle some more. I mean study harder (but heol...I didn't). When will I learn from my mistakes? (╥_╥)

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.

Assalamualaikum and salam ukhuwah to all.


The widest wireless connection is pray. From us to Allah.


Post exam, some things I regretted. It's not the result. It's more to how I deal with my own feelings when I received it. This heart is sick man~ Seriously, I need to reflect. More seriously, I need to ask His forgiveness.

Maybe I was forgotten the fact of learning; the true purpose. Maybe I abandoned the ummah without taking any initiative to at least know about the current issues. Maybe I was too immersed in this tempting world. I was wrong in many things; and I didn't learn from my mistakes.

A true muslim won't fall in the same hole again, supposedly like that right? What I'm doing is none other than keep repeating to fall over and over again. Again, I'm not talking about my studies (well, maybe some) but it's more about the whole me, and what I've become.

These days, like a call from my parents (which I will pick it up as they are important), it's just like that, a call from Him came to me once again. I need those calls always. Because human tend to forget. And I'm that kind of human. Always forgetful. Thus I need those who can remind me, not just watch me as I fall.

My words have their own meaning. It's like heart to heart talk. More likely a self reminder.


Oh, and don't worry. I passed the exam but some didn't meet my expectations. But I remembered this, as I pray, I asked for the best, not straight As. Come to think of it, I think I found the hikmah. Always, and I'll repeat again, always, put your hope and dua to Allah.

It's going to be alright. Not because you're strong. Not because I am. But because God is our Guardian, when all is crumbling - Yasmin Mogahed

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.

Assalamualaikum and salam ukhuwah to all.


First of all, barakallahu lakuma wa baraka alaikuma wa jama'a bainakuma fi khair to my friend, Amnani and her husband. They got married last weekend but oh dear me who's just too lazy to do anything (even updating blog was a hard thing to do). Well, now I'm updating. Teehee~

I was happy yet felt insecure as I just realised I'm being old (okay, older) stuff like marriage or having anyone specific that you like or may be in a relationship become synonym to whoever reach this age (dude, I thought we're only 18, but reality hit me. Really hard. I know. FOREVER 21)

I was warned before by Kak Nana (I miss you fyi hehe) but wasn't expected to be asked earlier by the elders (No, not my parents. They know what kind of daughter they have. So yeah). As far as they are concerned about me, of course I am much more of concerns towards myself. Imagine that I still have another 5 years to finish my studies no, I'm not thinking of going any further than that but may be(?) and barely knowing anyone around me or maybe it's because I'm the one who built the wall, I don't really trust any man except my dad and my brothers really. Does this sounds like I'm desperate? No, I am sure I'm NOT. But hey...a fitrah is a fitrah.

The fact I'm not ready for any of these has stated what's on my mind. Even my mum doesn't allow me to get married at such young(?) age (maybe some of you consider as late, well it depends) I know she only want me to concentrate on my studies and nothing else matter (yang wajib tetap wajib).

Speaking of which, this topic has never been missed to be as hot as it should be since I entered my foundation years (around 18 or 19). Talking about what kind of man you would marry to, having kids, house, car, blablabla. Seriously...sometimes I feel like does it really matter? Of course. Yeah, I know. But to think of it, seriously...you don't even help out your mum when you're at home. Your room is a mess. You yourself is not really how to say (in a manageable situation) and you want to talk about marriage(?!). I think the first thing ever a person has to do is being matured (not in term of appearance but how they act and think). I know I'm not in the shoes to say this but at least I learnt the philosophy (at least that's what I think hoho).

And girls, perfect man only exist in books (except Rasulullah SAW, he's the most perfect man I ever heard of). Same goes to men, perfect girls like Saidatina Khadijah may or may not exist anymore. So it's up to us actually, perfecting ourselves instead of finding the perfect guy. It's not wrong to find 'the' good guy but I think it's wrong if you put too much hope. Not to forget, keep praying to Him. Allah knows who's best for us.


To my future husband (whom I still don't have LOL),
I don't write cheesy words until I found the one (I'm not searching for anyone right now please -talk to my nails)
I felt sorry to my future husband 'cause you're going to deal with a weirdo. I know *fanning myself

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim

Assalamualaikum wrh and greetings people.


So, role play done. After a long, tiresome journey...finally~ Huuuuuuuhh.. Finish! Yeay! Heck I don't want to do another one. But it was fun though. Some of them. Teehee.


We were given the task on prostho (it's about making a denture fyi). Just to think of what kind of play we should do, it's already took like almost a week. Did that. it's too cliche. it's too dull. boooriiing. Done that. What the? I don't get it. What kind of story is that? Complicated. Childish. (I exaggerated some things but it sort of happened like that).

Alhamdulillah, Allah gave us the ilham when we needed it the most and the story continued until the day of the competition.


So yeah. We did the Sherlock version (forgive me dear Sherlock's fans, I knew we won't be as good as Arthur Conan Doyle (was it?) but we did our very best though (so self applause) haha.


The story line?

Well, emm.. let's just say that it's just another murder (cliche right?) haha. Serial killer actually, because of jealousy, greed and ... I can't remember. But in the end, justice will always win. For Sherlock's fans I think they would know what I tried to say right now. and yeah...evil Moriarty was behind these murder cases all along. And the vulcanite denture was the murder's tool (?) yet Sherlock and Watson did manage to save the last victim. The end.


I told ya~ It's quite emm.. how to say. Oh well, our level of brain. What do you expect... (シ_ _)シ

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.

Assalamualaikum and greetings to earthlings ;)


Since I'm preparing to fight in a so-called battlefield (it's another term for exam hall), I don't have time to gain idea for any topic on the blog.

So, just as a bonus for anyone who's taking their time out and wasting your time  reading my post. I'm sorry, I think I rambled too much lately without blogging on any specific topic.

This is just a sneak peek of my break time :) Any getaway from this university life, even if it's only for a moment (seconds).

Through my windows :








Let's us appreciate the greens and blues of nature ~

Rainy season makes it prettier from my sight. Subhanallah.
I've learnt something from Dr. Hamoud (our beloved Anatomy lecturer). He said to go out and talk a walk (he told us to go for exercise and walking is a part of it right? LOL), breathe some fresh air to help you more concentrate on your studies. It did make me feel calm and peaceful..and I was too absorbed by the nature so..yeah.. haha. 

Ah, and my plan with Aimun to go for a trip to err.. somewhere around August 2014. I hope we can make it there. Not just for fun, but to ponder on Allah's creations and His greatness.

May Allah grant our wish for 2014.


And the earth – We spread it out and cast therein firmly set mountains and made grow therein [something] of every beautiful kind, Giving insight and a reminder for every servant who turns [to Allah ]. [Quran 50: 7-8]

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim

Volleyball is over. Don't ask me the outcome of the game.

Inter-batch has ended. We got 2nd place overall. Yeay! EXIMIUS!

Next; role play and end of 2nd block examination.




Can I just skip to holiday please? ヽ(￣д￣;)ノ

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim

Assalamualaikum and salam ukhuwah.

Falling in love? (let's just keep that aside, I never really have any interest on talking about love. blablabla)
Even though I kept watching all sorts of romantic drama, but I found it waaaaaay too cheesy tbh. But keep watching them anyway.. heho.




Emotions keep strangling me these past few days.

Emotional here emotional there. Emotional everywhere~ \

OMG   ∑(;°Д°)   Did I just became the old me? No, the old me was no good, mood swing every night and day. Meh~

and I know that you're not going to find any amusement about it. So just know me for who I am right now. Past is never a matter, but the lesson will always be.

I knew the causes for my gloomy days, and I totally blame myself for letting those 'causes'  to bug my head.

First, I couldn't send my parents to KLIA. Well, I know umrah is only for a few weeks, but still.. The feeling when your parents are not around in your hometown is not that great at all. I was too pampered you say? Duh~ Who doesn't? *roll eyes* < I was pampered in a good way, fyi >

Another thing was that our role play which we still not having any clue on when it will be, the exact date and time. Knowing that to drown in worries for such thing won't get you anywhere when we have tonnes of other things to be worried about. Or maybe we don't have any? I don't even know what am I doing right now, or even what I'm feeling right now. I just can pray that everything will be smooth without any hindrance.

And I didn't study. Yeah, I know you guys can guess this one right but yeay me..~ I did promise to study and do revision and ask people around if I don't get about the subject, blablabla. Aimi, you're such a pathetic person (play pathetique as music background). I mean come on... there's no time to fool around making unnecessary things, wondering like someone who doesn't have anything to do 'cause you know you got a lot of stuff to work on. *sigh* I seriously don't get myself at times.

Know that one more thing, I'm struggling inside here *point at my heart*. I'm trying to figure out what kind of a person that I would like myself to be in the future. I tried to speak less, and listen more so I could learn a lot from my surroundings. I don't want to be too absorbed in my own world, abandoning those besides me. Those people that I already included as a part of my life, as a part of my journey in this world. I'll have to try harder, I guess. Don't be freaked out if you notice me a bit different than usual. I'm doing a self reflection (maybe) or it just that I don't know how to be me. *sobbing*

Practicing silence as an art. Ganbatte!