2020
Assalamualaikum and hi all,
May we all in a good state Insya Allah,
So, how long do I shut this blog down? I also can't remember. And can I make a comeback here? Maybe... because I miss writing. First of all, pardon me for my bad grammar and all the mistakes in my writing. It's been too long mehhh hehehehe...
And yeah, it's 2020 ! Alhamdulillah Ya Rabb, You still give us chance living our life until today. Basically, it's 5th March 2020 when I write this entry. And I feel like to write just to, you know, pour out something from your heart? They said, we need to have an in-and-out in our life so that its always in balance. And I guess I want to pour out here so it still remain but it'll not being attached to me.
And here we goes...
So, year of 2016 until 2019 was when I'm in university life. At first, I want to keep writing in here but you see, I didn't. (Sorry me because I couldn't complete my bucket-list). The days, weeks, months and years in uni life was soo surreal I might say. But after all, I did it through that and now I'm currently on my teaching practicum. Fuh, few more weeks and we will finish our learning journey. But then I realised that, our whole life is a learning process. It's just up to us wether you want to learn from it or not. Take it or leave it some might say.
Every semester I learnt something which I'm not going to deny it.
First semester I learnt that not all your friends are your "friends". You need to be really careful with whoever you friend with. BUT, making friends is good though. Every person we met happen to be because Allah want us to feel that "something" you know. So, I'm grateful to whoever I met and still be friends until now. Even though we are not contacting each other, but I hope everyone still in a good health and remember me too hiks.
Second semester, not too much but here where I started to be in lot of programmes. And meet new friends again! Learnt how to keep looking for my extra-curricular points. Still in a good state of mind since it's just "Oh second semester, rilek duluuu!" hahahaha and because weather in Tg. Malim is just soo good. Lot of trees, green scenery and cold. Unlike now.
Third semester, I keep busy myself with college programmes and Arabic association . Learnt a lot of editing with seniors, learnt about true photography (and still doesn't have my own camera up until now, still relying on my iPhone).
Fourth semester is where I caught up a feeling with someone here. See from afar and took a chance to really talk to him. Had something on going with my crush, became a clingy girl. And still committed with my college and association programmes. The best and memorable programme I've ever had as as committee of Za'ba College is KLBiennale 2018, in line with my seniors for technical and photography for such a big event is really mesmerising. The semester where I supported senior and batch-mate in Arabic Debate team, became really closed to them even-though I'm not a debater like them. Became a committee member of my own college and Arabic association at the end of the semester. Had a lot of friends who supported me. Oh ! and I became a part-timer in my faculty for about two months. Overall, it's just a happy-and-hectic semester for me. Got everything I want, from activities to part-time work to friends to seniors to crush.
Fifth, start with a new schedule of me. Because I'm officially an Exco in both college and Arabic association. Found a new hobby which is driving. Lot of midnight drive with friends. Still committed with KZ and PBA. Have a bittersweet moments with him like always.
Semester of six, fuhh... the only thing I want to remember is MESRA 2.0 which is an adoption programme and being held in Tapah. The feeling there was idk, but one thing I know it taught me lot of things. And it's the end of my services as committee member in both KZ and PBA. Start to feel really busy with school during semester break. Two months at school was not really satisfying and makes me feel like I don't want to be a teacher. Wakakakaka but in the end, I did it again. Mehhhh...
Final sem in college and in UPSI because semester 8 we are not in UPSI (like now). Truthfully speaking, semester 7 was the hardest semester that I've been through. Wasn't really sweet as six semesters before. The semester where I had really a major heartbreak and wasting my tears over stupid things. But after all, there's still a lot of people besides me help me through all the shit. Lost my best friend but managed to catch her back (hehehe tq sis). The semester that I really learnt about gratitude, patience, sincerity and the power of du'a. The semester that I realised after all Allah always with us. Thank you to those who'd been here with me all the time and hear my stories (you know who you are).
And start of 2020, bring myself to a good tour in Vietnam. Start my teaching practicum in new school. Got a new sisters from Mars. Everything went well Alhamdulillah. I started to get back on track. Planning for busy myself this year after I'd done everything in sya Allah. And pray that my writing will also come back on track. Well, maybe I can become a writer (who knows).
So here, I just want to say that I'm truly grateful nowadays with what I have and what have happened to me. I believed that everything happen for a reason. I would like to say, I'm sorry dear me because I'm not taking care of you very well last year. I'm sorry to whoever I may have hurt. I remembered words from Aida Azlin where "No matter what we may be struggling with, let's not engrave our hardships in marble and write our blessings on sand. Because there's a lot more more that He gives to us, as opposed to what He withdraws from us." So here, I'm letting go some pieces of my heart here to always remind me of what I've learnt and strive to be a better version of me. Because as long as we are still alive, we are still in the hand of Allah. So let's try to work with Him and have faith that He can and He will pull us through anything.
And now, Alhamdulillah. I'm good Insya Allah. May our day afterwards will be filled with those who are real, those who are honest and those who have good intentions toward us.
May we all in a good state Insya Allah,
So, how long do I shut this blog down? I also can't remember. And can I make a comeback here? Maybe... because I miss writing. First of all, pardon me for my bad grammar and all the mistakes in my writing. It's been too long mehhh hehehehe...
And yeah, it's 2020 ! Alhamdulillah Ya Rabb, You still give us chance living our life until today. Basically, it's 5th March 2020 when I write this entry. And I feel like to write just to, you know, pour out something from your heart? They said, we need to have an in-and-out in our life so that its always in balance. And I guess I want to pour out here so it still remain but it'll not being attached to me.
And here we goes...
So, year of 2016 until 2019 was when I'm in university life. At first, I want to keep writing in here but you see, I didn't. (Sorry me because I couldn't complete my bucket-list). The days, weeks, months and years in uni life was soo surreal I might say. But after all, I did it through that and now I'm currently on my teaching practicum. Fuh, few more weeks and we will finish our learning journey. But then I realised that, our whole life is a learning process. It's just up to us wether you want to learn from it or not. Take it or leave it some might say.
Every semester I learnt something which I'm not going to deny it.
First semester I learnt that not all your friends are your "friends". You need to be really careful with whoever you friend with. BUT, making friends is good though. Every person we met happen to be because Allah want us to feel that "something" you know. So, I'm grateful to whoever I met and still be friends until now. Even though we are not contacting each other, but I hope everyone still in a good health and remember me too hiks.
Second semester, not too much but here where I started to be in lot of programmes. And meet new friends again! Learnt how to keep looking for my extra-curricular points. Still in a good state of mind since it's just "Oh second semester, rilek duluuu!" hahahaha and because weather in Tg. Malim is just soo good. Lot of trees, green scenery and cold. Unlike now.
Third semester, I keep busy myself with college programmes and Arabic association . Learnt a lot of editing with seniors, learnt about true photography (and still doesn't have my own camera up until now, still relying on my iPhone).
Fourth semester is where I caught up a feeling with someone here. See from afar and took a chance to really talk to him. Had something on going with my crush, became a clingy girl. And still committed with my college and association programmes. The best and memorable programme I've ever had as as committee of Za'ba College is KLBiennale 2018, in line with my seniors for technical and photography for such a big event is really mesmerising. The semester where I supported senior and batch-mate in Arabic Debate team, became really closed to them even-though I'm not a debater like them. Became a committee member of my own college and Arabic association at the end of the semester. Had a lot of friends who supported me. Oh ! and I became a part-timer in my faculty for about two months. Overall, it's just a happy-and-hectic semester for me. Got everything I want, from activities to part-time work to friends to seniors to crush.
Fifth, start with a new schedule of me. Because I'm officially an Exco in both college and Arabic association. Found a new hobby which is driving. Lot of midnight drive with friends. Still committed with KZ and PBA. Have a bittersweet moments with him like always.
Semester of six, fuhh... the only thing I want to remember is MESRA 2.0 which is an adoption programme and being held in Tapah. The feeling there was idk, but one thing I know it taught me lot of things. And it's the end of my services as committee member in both KZ and PBA. Start to feel really busy with school during semester break. Two months at school was not really satisfying and makes me feel like I don't want to be a teacher. Wakakakaka but in the end, I did it again. Mehhhh...
Final sem in college and in UPSI because semester 8 we are not in UPSI (like now). Truthfully speaking, semester 7 was the hardest semester that I've been through. Wasn't really sweet as six semesters before. The semester where I had really a major heartbreak and wasting my tears over stupid things. But after all, there's still a lot of people besides me help me through all the shit. Lost my best friend but managed to catch her back (hehehe tq sis). The semester that I really learnt about gratitude, patience, sincerity and the power of du'a. The semester that I realised after all Allah always with us. Thank you to those who'd been here with me all the time and hear my stories (you know who you are).
And start of 2020, bring myself to a good tour in Vietnam. Start my teaching practicum in new school. Got a new sisters from Mars. Everything went well Alhamdulillah. I started to get back on track. Planning for busy myself this year after I'd done everything in sya Allah. And pray that my writing will also come back on track. Well, maybe I can become a writer (who knows).
So here, I just want to say that I'm truly grateful nowadays with what I have and what have happened to me. I believed that everything happen for a reason. I would like to say, I'm sorry dear me because I'm not taking care of you very well last year. I'm sorry to whoever I may have hurt. I remembered words from Aida Azlin where "No matter what we may be struggling with, let's not engrave our hardships in marble and write our blessings on sand. Because there's a lot more more that He gives to us, as opposed to what He withdraws from us." So here, I'm letting go some pieces of my heart here to always remind me of what I've learnt and strive to be a better version of me. Because as long as we are still alive, we are still in the hand of Allah. So let's try to work with Him and have faith that He can and He will pull us through anything.
And now, Alhamdulillah. I'm good Insya Allah. May our day afterwards will be filled with those who are real, those who are honest and those who have good intentions toward us.
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