Different minds think alike? Really?

We were in History lecture the other day, discussing about the multiracial community in Malaysia. During this lecture, our lecturer En Hamdan asked us about what type of topics the Malays, Chinese and Indians in Malaysia talk about when they are in a group. Malays will always talk about politics, Chinese about business and economics, while Indians.. Well, I kinda forgot what they talk about. Hehhee.. Anyhow, this is true. Weird kan? I thought that the races were divided during old days before Merdeka. Tengok2 sekarang pun ade jugak.

Anyway, this got me thinking. What do guys and gals usually talk about when they are in their groups? Hmm.. Lets see.. I asked around.. Me and Kak Di (who is kak put by the way) asked a few boys about what they’d normally discuss among the boys. ONE: Cars/Motors. TWO: Games. THREE: Football. FOUR: Work. FIVE: Cool Gadgets. Hmm.. Did you notice that they don’t talk about us girls?

The topic of discussion among girls.. ONE: Boys. TWO: Guys. THREE: Fashion. FOUR: Boys again. FIVE: Guys again. Hmmm… Well girls..? What’s this?

It kinda comes to a shock that the main topic of discussion among a group of girls would be about the opposite gender. It wont really matter what the topic is, but it would certainly evolve around guys. Haiyaaa.. Ape nak jadi nih?

That was a quick survey done by me and a few friends. Anyone have any other opinions on this? Do tell..

P/s: we are talking about the majority of people here.. don’t take this survey too seriously =P

A question to Ponder

Today, in Psychology class our lecturer gave us a question to answer. His habit would be that at the end of each class, he’ll ask us to take out a piece of paper, he’ll ask a question and we’d have to write our answers and submit them to him for his reading. The question today was interesting.

“Do you think the person you are today is influenced by your family?”

Interesting ain’t it? =) It certainly made my hand write. The people around me were all questioning themselves what to write. In my opinion, if your answer to the question is yes, then it would be really easy to elaborate coz I’d say that they’ll be writing honestly. The problem would come to those who are not aware of their surroundings, or somewhat in a troubled family. That would be hard. The people who’d answer no would also be difficult to answer honestly. Since the papers we submit are required to write our names, maybe some are too ashamed to write honestly. There are so many factors.

“What was my answer?” I hear you ask =) Hehe.. Truthfully, I wrote 2/3 of the whole A4 paper. I love my family dearly and I could have written longer if Ju didn’t mention the fact that my answer was kinda long.

Well, all I can say is Alhamdulillah. Thank you Allah for giving me such a loving family. They are my motivation, my inspiration and the very definition of undying love.

Mixed Feelings

As I walk into the new building at Vision City, I find myself remembering our beloved late Ms Puteri Zalina Addnan. At the moment, I am writing bcoz of her, while listening to the song that reminds me so much of her. Each lyric, each note, each melody.

Moving into the new building does bring lots of feelings.

Excitement, enthusiasm, sadness, anger and loathing. All mixed up together creating what I would call an unstable individual. It kinda dangerous bcoz one day it might just blow right in my face.

It is exciting to finally walk into the new building that we have been promised since I was still in diploma.. I feel enthusiastic to start a new semester, wanting to work as hard as I should and bring my grades up.

But sadness comes into the picture where I will no longer be able to tag along and have laughs with Ms Put. It’s so sad to start afresh with no one there to brighten your day when it becomes blue. Walking into the HEP Office, no longer with the purpose of just saying hi or wanting to ask if everything is ok. I no longer have the enthusiasm to take note what is happening around me, the activities going on, the actions to be taken into account.

I’m angry becoz there are so many changes made by certain individuals which I know would never have happened if she was still here with us. She was an influential person, so now that she’s no longer with us, people just change things. She fought for the students, the students loved her. Now that she’s gone, there’s no longer a force to help us fight.

Its sad to walk around the corridors never being able to meet her kind smile or hear her cheerful laugh. Its also saddening to know for a fact that she’ll never be able to experience this new building she fought for so much.

Ms, I miss you so much. My prayers are always with you.

New semester.. Here we all come..

Hmm.. another semester coming up. In a few days time, I'll be back in my daily routine, which wont really be routine anymore considering the new building and all. It will be a new experience, new time tables, new schedulles, new knowledge. I better prepare myself.

The new building is way cool. But I'm just dreading the management part of all of it. In my point of view, this new building (the interior I mean) is mainly to accomodate the staff. Meaning that, when the people incharge made plans for this building, I dont think they took into account the facilities for the students. Pdahalkan, its a UNIVERSITY for crying out loud! Their main purpose is to make the students comfortable to STUDY, not prioritize the staff.

The classrooms are way small. Tempat duduk tak best langsung. Tak selesa langsung. How do they expect us to LEARN in such an atmosphere. I just think that they should have thought about the students before anything else. The labs are small too. They shouldnt have taken too much space for silly things like "having lecturers on each floor". I know they have a good reson behind this, but come on laa. At least make the classrooms big. A waste of space in my opinion.

I can only complain. Hey, that's one of the reasons why I took up blogging. So I can nag constantly =P Maybe I'm just complaining coz I find myself wondering where the heck we're goona have our exams. Where?? Maybe the university is crazy enough to rent PWTC for it. I donno. They are crazy enough to do that sort of thing. I know.

Whatever. All I know is that the people up there just had their minds in making a comfortable atmosphere for their staff (and themselves of course), with absolutely no consideration about their main clients (the students) when planning for this new building.

Hmm.. what a waste.

On the look out

ATTENTION!

Missing persons section

We are trying to find our long lost friends

Kamal and Amirul, same age as me and Aliya

Used to share a house in Woking Surrey, UK in front of the

Train Track in 1989

Whoever finds anyone matching these discriptions

please contact this blog owner.

Here are a few pictures of the missing persons

Thank you for your cooperation

Dreading my results!

Results are out!

The same sentence everyone keeps asking me..
"Camne results? Ni mesti gempak ni"

Hmm.. I wish.

I wish it were "gempak" as everyone keeps saying. Oh, how I wish it.

But well, I expected it anyway. Like I said, I've been making stupid sacrifices last semester which are now like spit to me right now. I'm certainly paying for it now.

My gpa jatuh. A lot. From 4.00 to 3.87. A big difference in my book. Its a good thing my cgpa is okey. Since I got 4.0 last semester, my cgpa is now 3.93. Which is okey I guess.

Hmm.. Last semester was a waste. I skipped lots of classes, and I barely studied for the exams. But here's the bright side, if this results are due bcoz I didnt study, just imagine the results I'll be getting if I actually did study! Hehhe..

I've been too busy to put 100% in my studies. Now, since due to my promise to myself, I'll be putting more than 100%. Just wait and see! =)

Learning to let go

“You have to learn to let go”

Those were the words that made me think. Words that were voiced out by Ms Jann

Remember the post where I said that I'm in a dilema about this post thingy? Well, I'm not anymore. Ms Jann finally straightened me out. She's right you know. I really NEED to learn to let go.

I've been in this Student Council business far too long. 3 years mann! Whoever can survive more than that is certainly a robot. The first year was great, I held the Asst. Secretary post. Which was quite tough actually. But it was fun. When I was re-elected for another higher post the year after that, from secretary to Vice President, it became somewhat of a challenge. A challenge for me to be someone better, to make a difference, to do something and bring impact. It was fun too.

But then came the 3rd year. Re-elected again, with the same post (no one wants a lady president mind you ^_^) It was indeed an honour, but unfortunately the fun of it ran out. I was drained, I was tired, exhausted and just plain worn out.

I didnt really want this post. I didnt want to become Vice President again. Although this was with another bunch of new faces, I've been thru too much already to go thru it again. Why did I still take the post? Because of our beloved Ms Puteri. I owed her something. I owed her this. That was the soul purpose of it. If it wasnt for her, I would have let go a long time ago.

Now that she's gone, I have no other reason to continue.

What other reason is there?
For the students? Oh please, some of them dont even like me. Why should I?
For the lecturers? I dont think this has anything to do with them
For the purpose of making a difference? Come on, I'm not as naive as I used to be. I've already made my difference. Now that the management has changed, "difference" would be a word unheard of.
For the purpose of getting experience?? You have got to be kidding me. I've had 3 damn years! I've had enough.
For helping out the management?? This would be the last reason on my list. I've devoted 3 years in this business, I've been helping out as hard as I can, as dedicated as I can. Don't expect me to go into it again for the purpose of HELPING out the management. If I do this, then I'm stupid. Why the heck should I so-call devote myself for the sake of making the management's job easier?? I wont let myself become an object for other people's sick purpose.

I've been in this business far too long. Sometimes, its just hard to imagine life in UNIKL without a post. I'd be lying if I said that I didnt want to become someone important. The other day, I nearly sacrificed my holidays for a task that wasnt really mine. I was having second thoughts about it. But Ms Jann finally made me realize that I'm just too attached. So I need to learn to let go.

Thank you Ms =) I am indeed grateful.

Public Transports

Dear Blog
Haha.. Feels like the old days when I was enthusiasticly writing in my dairy. Haha.. not anymore. I used to love writing all sorts of things. But I learnt my lesson well. Don't write things you know you dont want people to read. They'll eventually find out and you'll be in a whole lot of trouble =) Hehe.. I certainly had my share of trouble. But that's another story..

Blog, I had a meeting in KL the other day. And guess what? I took a double decker express! Hehe.. It was SO COOL. I know, this wouldnt be my first time riding one. I used to ride double deckers in England. Even the ones with no roof. Hehe.. But it was still real fun!

But here I am again, taking a double decker express. The ride was ok, the fare was ok too. But the only thing that slacked was the roof. I took a seat on the top deck and well.. Being a rather tall person, I'd say that the roof was too low. For my standard anyway. I practically had to tilt my head down a little to walk my way down to my seat. Hehhehe.. If I couldnt stand up properly, imagine Ahmad! Hahahhaha.. It would be a funny sight, wouldnt it? =)

So ok, that's one public transport. The other one I want to write about is the LRT. PUTRA LRT to be exact. Oh mann.. I havent been on the LRT for some while now. Since I have the car, taking the LRT doesnt seem so convinient as it used to be. However, since parking at the new building will be kind hard, I thought that maybe I could switch back taking the LRT again.

So there I was. I came to KL with the bus, the car was in JB, so like it or not, I still had to take the LRT. My meeting was at 9.00 a.m. I stepped out of the house at 8.15 a.m. which is already late if I'd want to take the LRT. It take approximately 45mins to arrive there. Not including the time I have to walk from the station to the buliding itself. I was indeed late.

I had to wait for 3 LRT's to pass by until I got to ride one. I couldnt believe how crowded it has become. Oh God, my butt was practically in another person's arm. Man, it was bad. How the heck am I to survive doing the every single day??

That was on the way TO the meeting. Let me tell you about my way BACK. It was raining cats and dogs. I was already late going back bcoz the rain was so heavy, I couldnt get out of the building. So, as I was lining up to get into the Monorail (which is nearer to the new building) the door opened. I was second in line mind you. Then suddenly, this rude egoistical chinese man came barging in, shoulders and all, cutting the line, pushing everyone aside! How rude! He knocked me down for that matter. If I didnt reach out to hold the door, I would have fallen. Embarresingly if I might add. Oh God, that man was awful. When he got his area where he was comfortable, he just stood there in other people's way. Never thinking of other people's inconvenience when they had to squeeze between him and other people. Padahal kan, all he had to do was move further in. But NOO, that jerk of a man felt that it was too arduous for him to pick up his heavy butt.

People in KL are too stuck up with themselves, being more individualistic by the day. It hard to even see courtesy nowdays. Teruk btul la. What happened to sopan santun??

I'm having second thoughts about taking the LRT to class. It won't only be more tiring bcoz you'd have to squeeze your way thru, but I think it would also bring effect to my mental well-being. I think if I take the LRT, I'd become someone who will have more mood swings and bad days, just because of the people around me.

Inspirational Words

Believe in your heart that something wonderful is about to happen.

Love your life, believe in your powers and your potential and in your own goodness.

Wake up every morning with the awe of just being alive.

Discover in each day the magnificent awesome beauty of the world.

And never forget to smile

For it will brighten your day a thousand times brighter than the sun..

STUPID Quotes to cheer your day! =P

Enjoy.. ^_^

1. Always forgive your enemies - Nothing annoys them so much.
2. When everything's coming your way, you're in the wrong lane.
3. I used to have an open mind but my brains kept falling out.
4. I couldn't repair your brakes, so I made your horn louder.
5. For Sale: Parachute. Only used once, never opened, small stain.
6. Many people quit looking for work when they find a job.
7. When I'm not in my right mind, my left mind gets pretty crowded.
8. Everyone has a photographic memory. Some just don't have film.
9. You know the speed of light, so what's the speed of dark?
10. Join The Army, Visit exotic places, meet strange people, then kill them.
11. Evening news is where they begin with 'Good evening', and then proceed to tell you why it isn't.
12. Before borrowing money from a friend, decide which you need more.(Friend or Money !)
13. Death is hereditary.
14. There are three sides to any argument: your side, my side and the right side.
15. Never argue with a fool. People might not know the difference.
16. When you're right, no one remembers. When you're wrong, no one forgets.
17. Cheer up, the worst is yet to come.
18. Everyone makes mistakes. The trick is to make mistakes when nobody is looking.
19. They say hard work never hurts anybody, but why take the chance.
20. I like work. It fascinates me. I sit and look at it for hours.
21. Children will soon forget your presents. They will always remember your presence.
22. If you can't see the bright side of life, polish the dull side.
23. Where there's a will, there are five hundred relatives.

Oh no, I’ve been tagged!

Ha ha, nice move Umayr.. Now I’ve been tagged and infected with the blog tagging virus. Thanks a lot! Hehhee.. No la, just kidding. Thanks Umayr for including me in ur tagging business =P

So, here are the rules of the tag

1. The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points about his/her perfect lover.
2. Have to mention the gender of his/her perfect lover.
3. Tag eight other victims to join this game and leave a comment on their blog.
4. If you are tagged the second time, there is NO need to do this again.
5. Lastly, most importantly, HAVE FUN DOING IT.
   

Umayr, I know this is just a cheezy yet clever way to find out secrets from a female! Hahaha.. So here goes..

My Perfect Lover (Male <-- Of course Male! Duh) must:
1) Have the same belief as me and practices it the same way as I do
Islam. Hey of course la.

2) Be someone I can respect. Intellectual.
I must be able to respect him. He must be worthy of being respected. He must be better than me in things so that I will be able to look up to him.

3) Be someone who can guide me thru the ups and downs of life
As we go on in life, we go thru all the ups and downs and he must be able to guide me thru them. Guide me in the right way, using the right method that fits my personality. We must be able to help each other along the way.

4) Be an open-minded and supportive person
EVERY female asks for this rule. We all are sensitive and compassionate, so we want a partner who can understand that. Yes, there are so many differences between the genders, but we can’t change them; that’s how we are created. So that’s why we should support each other in this matter.

5) Be romantic and can make me laugh
Sometimes its nice having someone who is always caring and romantic by your side. It’s always a dream to wake up in the morning and find a single red rose at your pillow. Or going out on a romantic candle light dinner for our anniversary, or even just a sweet sms of love every now and again. Although it sounds really silly, it’s these small things that structures a life long relationship. It assures us females that we are always loved and remembered no matter the time or situation. Yes, we do need assurance.

There’s a saying: “If you can make a girl laugh, you are already 60% in her heart”. Laughter is the best medicine for any illness. Life without laughter is boring and dull. I don’t want dull life, I want a life full of happiness and laughter which will lead to beautiful memories.

6) Give me some freedom
Every individual has their own interest, their own friends and their own time. I must be able to make my own choices. I don’t like people making choices for me. If other people make them, I’ll blame them if anything goes wrong. I like to take responsibility on my own actions =) You can call that Ego if you want. I just love my privacy and freedom. He must also let me pursue and support my own dreams.

7) Have good English and is taller than me
This might sound lame, but he MUST be able to practice English well. I don’t think I can be able to accept someone who has terrible English. English is a huge part of my life, it’s my second language for that matter. I’m able to express myself better in English. An English spoken person is more open-minded and intellectual (in my opinion that is =P) It’s pretty hard to respect someone who has a lower level English compared to me. Mann.. I’m I choosy!

I am a tall person. So I need a man who is taller than me. In a way, I’ll be able to look up to him. Literally as well as figuratively speaking =)

8) Be good to look at and loves children
Hey, you’re gonna spend your whole life with him, so you must have someone you love to look at everyday. Hehe.. But hey, beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder =)

I love children, so he must love them too. He must also support me around the house. Help me cook, help me with the dishes, help me with the children, laundry, etc. It’s the togetherness that’s important. Working together as a TEAM.

Another reason why I want a good looking mate..? So that I get cute and adorable looking children! Hehe =P


There. All the 8 points I was asked to list down. There are more where that came from, a whole long list of the things I’d want in a man. But come on, IS THERE someone as perfect as that?? I don’t think so. With all the losers and weirdos in the world today, you’ll keep asking yourself.. Am I EVER gonna find the right mate? Hehe.. Being sarcastic here. I know.

I’ve long ago learned that there is no perfect person. Everyone has their weaknesses. And I should learn to accept them. Why should I ask for a perfect person when I myself am not perfect?

I will find my other half someday. InsyaAllah =) Maybe in other people’s eyes he might not be perfect, but as long as he is perfect in my eyes, that’s fine by me.

Here's a list of the people I've tagged! You guys better reply..

1. Kaklong
2. Kak Has
3. Kak Diela
4. Kak Put
5. Shah
6. Abg Apai
7. Haikal
8. Azreey

Okey, hopefully I'll get some responce! =)

Insan Bernama Kekasih

The Passing of a Great Individual

Assalamualaikum WRT WBT

Heya All.. Yeah, I know I haven’t been writing for some while. Its been kinda hectic lately. You’ll understand what I mean if you were in my shoes, facing what I’ve been thru for the past months. I’m not here to write about my chaotic life, but about a particular person. I’m been putting off updating my blog, I know. Why? Because, I couldn’t find the courage; I wasn’t brave enough to go thru the dismal and saddening experience again. I didn’t want to remember.

I’ve lost my inspiration; I’ve lost my soul of passion. Ms Put passed away last week. And until today, I have no idea how to deal with my emotion. She was my backbone; she was the person who never stopped encouraging me to be someone better. She was the one who always believed in me. She accepted me for who I was. She taught me to accept my flaws and take it as a challenge to improve myself. And now she’s gone.

When I got the news, I had no idea how to react. YaAllah, please give me patience. I didn’t want to believe it; I didn’t want to accept it. Truthfully, I didn’t take it seriously. I just taught someone was making such a horrible joke, I was so mad. But the reality of the situation came crushing to me as soon as I arrived at her house.

In front of the house, I was greeted by Ms Addot. We hugged each other so tight, both of us wanting to wipe out each other’s pain. The day went by with a blur. I have absolutely no idea what happened.

That day, her house was filled with all of the students from seniors to juniors, from friends to acquaintance. So many people came to pay their last respects, proof that she lived to her fullest, touching peoples’ hearts along the way. She was definitely loved by all.

Ms Put was a special individual. As one of my friends said, “She was the angel Amirah; the constant influence that expected neither gratitude nor praises, but an underlying hope that we would take our opportunities and succeed in living with greatness. She pushed us to excel..” I couldn’t have said it better myself. She was an angel alright.
To me, Ms Put was a dear dear big sister. She was always there to listen to my ramblings. Always there to be my shoulder to cry on. Always giving encouragement, always believing in me. I used to constantly peak into her room at the RG floor to see whether she was in or not. If she was, I would always find the time to go see her. Sometimes, I even go out of class for a break to go have a laugh with her. Now, every time I go to the RG floor, I find myself still doing the same thing, but always finding her room dark with no one inside. It has become a habit for me to peak into her room. But now, each time I do so, it brings pain to my heart and soul, a reminder that she’s no longer here with us.

Ms Put went, bringing all her consoling smiles and reassuring gestures. We will no longer hear her kind words or her soothing voice. I once dedicated one of the awards I received during graduation to her. She was the one whom gave me so many opportunities to excel and be where I am today. Without her encouragements, I would never have even received any of those two awards. It’s too late for me to repay my gratitude to her. Even though she has never asked for anything in return, I still owe her so much.

Yes Ms Put has gone from us, but she will never be forgotten. She will always and forever more be in our hearts. Each step up the ladder of success, I will dedicate it to her loving memory. Like I said, I owe her so much. My constant doa and this dedication is the only way I can ever repay her.

Let us dedicate Al-Fatihah to her. May she always be blessed with her kindness and thoughtfulness to others. She showered us with benevolence, giving and spreading love unselfishly. May Allah bless her soul. Aminn..

I miss you so much..

Listening to what people say

Last week was a very bad week for me. Gosh, it was horrible. So many things happening; first something came up, then tak sempat benda tu nak selesaikan something else happened, then something else, then another and another. Till the point I was crying every single day. Discreetly of course. How Allah tests us.

First of all, I witnessed something that I didn’t want to believe.. I practically saw my friend betray me in front of my face for the very last time. It happened before, but for me, seeing it happen again and again finally broke me. I’ve had enough; it finally came to its limit. It made me lose my control, my patience; it made me question the trust in the friendship. This is the first time I ever had the feeling of doubt. How I was betrayed is not something I want to talk about. For me, friends are still friends. But once a person does something that broke ur trust, not to mention over and over again, then I’m sorry to say, I’ll take it as the last straw and it will still be remembered in the years of our friendship. The level of my trust has decreased a certain percentage caused by it. I’m not saying we’re not friends anymore, but that barrier of ice has frozen a certain amount of my heart. How I hate this feeling.

That’s one thing; the other thing that happened was I received a very disturbing email from a certain someone who has a grudge against me. I don’t want to comment much, but the things that email conveyed had its effect on me. Frankly, it made me think about who I am, who I have become, how I act and why this person is so angry at me. After long nights laying on my bed and thinking, I finally concluded something.. This person was writing without thinking logically, but based on die punye emotional state. When we say things based on our emotion and anger, we talk without thinking. We say things we don’t really mean, we also tend to make stupid decisions that we would regret afterwards. That’s what I saw when I read the email.

But I would be lying if I said that I wasn’t affected by what was said. But what I don’t understand is why people always see the worst things first before they see the good. Why do people accuse you of very harsh accusations without wanting to husnuzan first. Why does everyone automatically think the worst when something happens, never wanting to think of all the possibilities that might have happened? That was a rhetorical question, no answer is needed =)

After those two things happened, it made me lose my confidence. My self esteem went really low. Why? Because I listen to what people say. Yes, we shouldn’t listen too much about the things people say about us, but have you ever thought about the possibility.. why did such things about us came out from their mouth in the first place? Mesti ade sebab kan?

Then, in the same week I had to attend an MPP (Majlis Perwakilan Pelajar) meeting in Kulim. During that time, the guys played a game. They asked me to play along so I agreed. The game was called “The one word game”. What we were to do was when the rest said a name; we would have to name one word that can be used to describe them. In my opinion, this is a cruel game if the purpose is to kutuk people. But I played along anyway.. So when it came to my turn, in my head I only thought about what good I can see in these people. At that time, I was the only one who hadn’t played the game. The guys promised to tell me the one word they used to describe me after I played. So I still continued. After much thought, I named each person with one word.

So as promised, they told me what they thought about me. I was shocked with a word one of the guys said.. He said.. Ego. Oh gosh, that made me speechless. Its not that I cannot accept that as a teguran, but for someone who doesn’t even know you, who does not know ur way of work and your personality, it was saddening. If that person was Syed (our IIM president) whom I have known for so long, whom I have worked together and faced good times and bad times.. I would accept with an open heart. Don’t get me wrong, I do accept this person saying to me I’m ego (memang ego pun), but it made me think.. what did I do to make him think so bad about me? He doesn’t even know me.. I must have done something.

Unfortunately that added to the burden of my emotional state. It made me feel worst. After we played that game, mostly I kept quiet. Not because I was angry, truthfully it never entered my heart to even feel angry. But being me, I kept thinking what went wrong.

So, after holding so much by myself for so long.. I needed somewhere to let go. I needed some reassuring. I needed a shoulder to cry on to come back into my normal self. Where did I go? I went to see our beloved counselor. And oh man, how wonderful it was to let it all go. I definitely cried my eyes out. Who said people like me don’t have problems?

People consider me as a public role model.. Ye la, dah la JPP, MPP lagi, busy je memanjang tapi results gempak jugak. Akhlak jaga, batas jaga, kepimpinan bagus, semua boleh control. But people don’t see what happens behind that. They just see what I stated above, they don’t want to see the difficulties I face to achieve all of that. Yes, even people like me have bad days. I am but a human. Same as everyone else.

Anyway, like I said.. Everyone has their bad days, or maybe for me; week. I always say to people who come to me with their problems that Allah will never burden his servants with things we cannot handle. He knows we are strong enough to face them, that is why He destined us with such situations. Same here.. If I didn’t end up feeling the things I felt, then I would be so unlucky.. Why? It will prove that I am not human, but a zombie with no heart or feelings.

Alhamdulillah YaAllah..

A test of loyalty in friendship

Friendship. When I say the word, there would be a few people whom will automatically appear in my head. These people are the ones who I hold close to my heart, whom I hold in very high regard, the people I turn to when I’m in distress. Friendship to me is very important to have a good and peaceful life, not to mention joyous as well.

But, what happens when your friendship is tested to the very last hurdle? Where you struggle to control your inner beast, where it makes the green monster in you want to appear and wreck everything in your path without any thought? What happens when all that you think about is “I had enough!” and all you want to do is have nothing in common?

When you have a friend whom you have known for three years, whom have faced the ups and downs together, whom have been by each others side when needed, it does not necessarily promise that you will stay as close as that in the years to come. I don’t think that anyone can promise to stay friends forever. Coz for me, whoever says such a thing is trying to promise something that they cannot keep.

What happens when in the years to come, one of you betray the other? This person, whom you have been in close contact with for so long, suddenly breaks your heart and has no feeling of regret in them?

It’s sad that there are such situations happening today. You just don’t expect such things to happen in your life. Inside, you just can’t believe that the person you considered a good friend would do such a thing. Man.. It’s so sad.

Yes, we know that friendship is incomplete without its ups and downs. We usually take the downs as something positive, and we rise up to become a better person inside out. But, we must remember that we are all still human. A human with feelings and needs.

“For a wound needs time to heal, but once it heals it doesn’t guarantee it will leave no scar”

However we try to heal a wounded heart, what makes you think the damage of a scar is not left behind? When things happen, it’s practically hard to be forgotten. The hurt will still linger, the amount of pain still remembered. Usually, with these hurts and pains people use as experience in the future. If a friend betrays you, it would be very hard to gain back their trust. There will always be a barrier. Nothing will ever be the same again. A fact of life we should all remember.

Oh how I wish such situations don’t exist. How I wish I could change the things happening in this cruel world. Yes, it is a cruel world isn’t it.

YaAllah, please help us. You are the only one who can save us.

Oh Mannn... Do I really have to?

Oh mann.. so sorry to all.. I havent the time to update this blog of mine. Malas pun ade la jugak.. Maybe after this la kot. There's a list of things of what's been happening in the previous months;

1) I got elected as the Vice President I of the Student Representative Council (Campus)
2) I was interviewed by the Karangkraf crew to be put into a magazine.. (I was featured in this month.. Managize ape ekk..? Hahah.. I'm not telling =P)
3) I got busy with finals
4) I went home for the preparations for Aliya's Wedding
5) Aliya got married
6) Went back to Kelantan for the other side's kenduri
7) Had to go to KL for "Kursus Induksi JPP" at Morib for three days
8) Was elected the Exco Kepimpinan dan Latihan for the Majlis Perwakilan Pelajar of the whole University
9) Had only one day rest, then had to go for "Kursus Induksi AJK Orientasi" for 4 days
10) Had one day rest again, then the Orientation Week started that lasted nearly a week
11) I got my results.. Guess what I got.. =) 4 Flat maaaa.. Terkejut beruk!
11) Then class started..
12) Went for first MPP Meeting
13) So today is today.. as I am writing here in my blog

There are so many things that have happened that I dont think this blog would fit if I wrote about it. Nak ceritakan tu macam malas je.. lagipun some of the things are kinda private. Oklah, lenkali la ekk