Homesick

Sudah 4 hari aku terkandas di KL.

Cuti sem 2 dah bermula hari Rabu lepas, tapi aku tak dapat nak balik sebab highway ditutup. Temerloh sedang banjir sekarang. 

Allah, Tak terkata rindu aku dekat mama. Rasa macam nak senyum pun payah sebab dah sebulan lebih tak balik rumah jumpa dengan mak. Yela, anak mak memang macam ni. :(

Aku nak peluk je mak aku, aku nak makan masakkan mak aku, aku nak tidur sesama dengan mak aku. Tapi apakan daya, sekarang musim banjir.

Dan sungguh aku risau kalau2 Kuantan tu banjir lagi. Perisitiwa banjir tahun lepas semoga tidak berulang. Dah la Jabatan Meteorologi ramal hujan lebat tak henti2 7 hari akan datang. Lagi bertambah runsing aku. 

Kifarah dosa

Kifarah dosa.
Dah lama tak sakit macam ni.
Allah bagi peluang untuk diuji dari aspek kesihatan.

Dahlia kuat! Hip hip!

It's funny how people who are not that close to you seem to care more than you good friends.
Semoga Allah jauhkan aku daripada manusia yang palsu.

Terima kasih ya Allah kerana bagi aku peluang untuk bersyukur atas nikmat kesihatan yg Kau kurniakan.

p/s : normal ke tangan menggigil even though tak sejuk.  parkinson nooo...!

CFS IIUM PJ

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim. All praises to Allah theAlmighty and the Most Gracious. This is my first week in CFS UIA PJ as Im doing my short sem for 2 months approximately. Im freaking excited to be here because it’s located in the middle of city unlike UIA Gambang haha. I am serious when I say this because the first night in CFS UIA PJ made me thrilled and a bit jakun, macam rusa masuk kampong because there are so many buildings and those lights in the night. Lewls. Living in UIA Gambang had turned me into this jakun. HAHA! All I ever see were trees and a highway before. 

My first impression about CFS UIA PJ? Since I’ve been in new place(UIA Gambang), it’s much more disappointing in here. But OF COURSE I mustn’t make a comparison between these two places ay? It’s rather unfair don’t you think? Those who came from UIA Gambang(medcy students) are required to register in Mahallah Fatimah az-Zahra, the former mahallah for brothers! And what more, it’s really an old mahallah. T__T Very shabby, dilapidated and so run-down. 5 floors in total and my room is on 5th floor. Ha ha ha. Three rooms in the house and two toilets. I must say that I am a hygienic person so it’s normal for me to be paranoid about cleanliness and everything. U_U I feel uncomfortable about the toilet though, the clogged sink, the malfunctioned pump and slow running water. Sometimes, I am thankful to God because of short-sightedness He gave me so that I don’t need to see clearly those dirty places and for me not to be too fussy about it. Phew.

 6 beautiful girls including me in this house. So the last room is left unoccupied therefore we decided to make it as our prayer room other than tempat lepak. Living in the same house with DQ students is somewhat different. It’s very lively to have them here and plus they are so funny. I learn a lot from them. We pray together as jemaah and read mathurat after Subuh and Asr prayers. In fact, we has organized a table for Imam for every prayers. To be frank, being an Imam is not the thing that I always do. I always be a makmum before because I don’t have enough courage to be Imam. Im not a student who graduated from SMKA nor I am from family with religious background. So it’s quite rare for me to be Imam. Like I said, I learn so much from people around me including being an Imam. Alhamdulilah as I had done my job even though I was reluctant at first. Yela budak DQ yg hebat hafalan al-Quran dan tinggi agama jadi makmum kau? Kalau nak dibandingkan dgn kau memang patutla kau rasa malu. But I realized something, one should not afraid to learn new things and do it for the sake of Allah. Allah knows our intentions more. I am just doing the thing that I know and even that amal is so little but Allah counts every single amal we do even it is a minute one. May Allah accept our good deeds and good niat as well. Amin.

So I continue my post here, as you know two paragraphs above were a draft I typed before in the Microsoft because internet is being such a bimbo, macam siput! While Im typing now, Im here at my brother's apartment in Damansara. A weekend to be spent here nicely and preciously with this full-speed of wifi! This is the thing I like being in here, free wifi, free accommodation and free FOOD! My sister-law baked cupcakes. I was anticipating it much because I lack of skill in baking. Or should I say, I've never involved in baking because mom is always busy, there are no ingredients at home and those apparatus needed were already broken? We've finished making doughnuts just now. This is my first attempt but it'll turn out to be a great one haha self-assurance in the house! I still remember though when I was in form 2 back then with my friends, we were doing doughnuts and chocolate moist cake as a farewell celebration for our practical teacher Miss Nawwar Adibah. But the doughnuts didn't go well sebab bantat. Cishh. It was such a nice memory that I literally couldn't forget. I once browsed through the old album, and I was looking so dowdy. It was funny how I dressed up before. Macam makcik2 with those tudung Indonesia tu uishh! *timbus gambar2 lama

Penguli donut yg brjaya! *aku yang dulu bukanlah yang sekarang~

Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you, those things I made using a blender. I didnt use a mixer because we dont have one. haha my sister-in-law is so funny for using a blender haha. I like this idea though. Be creative people!

I had a great food during my stay here. OF COURSE WHO DOESNT LIKE FREE FOOD? Did I ever mention that my brother is an amazing cook? He is just like my ayah who actually can cook in spite of having a wife to cook for him. Both my mama and ayah can cook, so that explains why their kids are all healthy in terms of size! :p How nice if your husband cooks for you right? And I am dreaming this happen to me one day hehe. Please my future spouse, do cook for your wife because she is just so reckless and somewhat a failure being a good wife huuu~ kalau boleh, makanan western, makanan Korean and makanan Jepun semua you kene pandai masak yer? hahaha

I miss my mom though. U_U You guys can say what a spoiled little brat I am, but I will proudly admit it. It's funny when loved ones are not around you, you will tend to regret it and appreciate them more. Acu rindu Qaisara ;A;

They are going to have a baby this December, please pray for them! *excited

My brother topped up my credit enable me to subscribe monthly internet because wifi is not helping at all. He also bought me food to eat and also to survive.. How nice T_T *cry a bucket. I love you abang! hehe

Change is a slow process but it's a meaningful thing to do

Im happy. HAENGBOK. 

Im happy because I saw my juniors have changed towards better. I did not meet them but, I could tell that they are changing. Alhamdulilah. Supposedly I was checking my facebook updates, till I saw some posts from my juniors which were about something that made me touched. They were sharing religious stuffs, no more skinny jeans, no more pictures of wearing 'tudung singkat' and no more immature posts.

It is true that there are times when we become immature bimbos during our high school. Yep, including myself I would say.  HA HA. It was extremely embarrassing when I was in form 2 back then. But I dont have any single bit of regrets about it because that things made me who I am today. If it was not because of this, I am not sure whether I will be at this place or not. And thank God for everything He had done to me. Im more than thankful to Him for sure.

Looks like I am getting dejavu. It was like I saw my own reflection in them. I am just going to pray for them. Pray for them to have better lives and be better persons in future. Everyone has their own future. Allah has set everything perfectly and for that belief, I try not to judge people easily. It hurts to be judged all the sudden.

And ya Allah, once again I am thankful to You because I saw my older sister is in a phase of 'hijrah'. Well not a complete hijrah but she is slowly changing. She was wearing handsocks and 'sarung kaki' recently. How can I not feel happy about it? I dont expect people to wear tudung labuh, but just covering their chest is more than enough already. They need not to wear something big to cover their chest, but a chest-covered hijab, loose outfits and wearing socks are already considered as perfectly cover the aurah.

Whatever it is, all I can do is to pray for them to keep istiqamah and steadfast in becoming better muslims. You might be wearing short pants, dyeing your hair, wearing tight clothes today, but we never know how religious you can be in the future. Allah's plans are far greater than ours so try not to discriminate what you shallow minded people call imperfect muslims.

CHANGE - There may be times when it feels impossible. When so many forces are stacked up against you, and you can’t possibly forge a new path in life but this is exactly when you keep going. Change is a slow process, but if someone is ready to take the first step then guide them!

Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending. -Maria Robinson-

Semester break!

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim. Assalamualaikum wbt to fellow readers, (if there any)

Alhamdulilah my sem break has just begun. Im feeling so asdfghjkl. Haha it's an indescribable feeling. The word 'happy' is not enough to completely convey the meaning of my feeling now. I can just smile verrrryyyyy wide now.

Well it is not that wide because I've just finished my final sem 1 examination and it turned out to be a complete disaster for me. I like the ambience here, the friends, the roommates and more. But I despise the way people learn nowadays. As much as i love learning, I find myself hating it. Why? I feel like students nowadays learn in university/schools just to attain all A's, that they end up memorizing things rather than to find out the real knowledge in it. And maybe I am included in this group without me realising it. u_u

Stop bluffing now.

In simple words, my sem 1 was one of the regretful things in my life. I took my sem 1 for granted  which explain why I couldnt catch up the syllabus here. I totally regret it. Umm, it is no use to cry over spilt milk ay? I am going to keep my head up and improve myself for better. Worrying will not make things the way before. Allah, keep me steadfast and istiqamah for upcoming semesters. I want to study for the sake of You, for the sake of ummah and for the sake of my parents. Keep the ilm I gain in my chest so that I can make use of it insyaAllah.

For this 3 weeks of holiday, my plans are :

1) Cook!
 hahaha let me laugh for awhile XD Ok, Im serious. Having a book filled with recipes sounds good for me. Waaa x sabar nak ada buku resepi sendiri >.< I want to bake cupcakes please!

2) Read English novels
 English is requisite for us. So to adik2 who are still in schools, start reading English books and lessen the Malay novels especially cintan cintun tu. Ughh, reading Malay love novels really trigger your curiosity somehow. From what I've observed from my friends who read Malay novel, they ought to be on cloud nine and it could lead to daydreaming about marriage, boyfriends and much more. You are much better to study than to think about future spouses. Well, it's not wrong to read Malay novels, but put the limit on it. Trust me, proficiency in English really affects your university life. It's much easier for your MUET too.

3) Diet!
hahaha no.

4) Manga, anime and JK dramas
This is important, at least for me ahaks!

5) Doing chores
One step towards being a good wife for future plan lewls. No. For the sake of my mom, I should help her. I want her to feel relaxed after working, after all a clean house represents the people in it right? Cleanliness is next to godliness anyway.

6) Shopping
NO MONEY NO SHOPPING, unless your mom is there, so kaching kaching $$ *smirk

Bye!

Throwback of CFS IIUM GAMBANG

Bisimillahirrahmanirrahim. All praises to The Almighty.

Being a UIA student is maybe or absolutely one of the greatest things that happened in my life. Alhamdulilah for everything He had poured me, with all those blessings, trials, and a firm-rooted faith more and more into Him.

Initially, I was so depressed in the first month of entering UIA. I lost a quite amount of weights and my mom noticed that. Even though UIA Gambang just a stone's throw away from Kuantan, I still miss my family terribly. Well, perk of being the youngest-you are too spoiled and it's a massive shock when you have to separate from your family (not so-called perk there actually) lewls

Im in the middle of final sem to be frank. I've just finished my APT,EPT and Study Circle examination. So there are two more! Mathematics and Physics. Please please please, do make du'a for me. Your concerns are truly appreciated. May Allah bless your good deeds.

Anyway, I want to make a little bit of throwback things, for my taaruf week (the first week in UIA)

Mahallah al-Biruni

My compartment! Believe me, the room is huge for 4 people! So comfortable.

The last day of taaruf week :)

As stated before, Im grateful to be here. I met a lot of good people. They are so nice that you feel like squeezing them for being so cute. There are so many religious programmes conducted in here. Your souls need to be feed with this kind of programmes once in a time. And yeah, usrah as well. Kakak naqibah baik giler. hahaha Malay words are so powerful as you can exaggerate as much as you want. xD 

So tomorrow my cuti raya haji will start! Bye for now. So many things to blurt out but not enough time. Next time will do!

One more :

Ustaz Hamdan wasim jiddan! huhu

Crappy.

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim. Assalamualaikum wbt.

It's the time for me to dust off the screen. Wow, it has been 3 months approximately since I wrote something in here. I really want to do some updating in here but I've been extremely busy and tired. Yeah tired. Im too tired. That's my favourite word for now. Being a university student means you actually giving your life away and sell your lovely soul. That's what exactly I feel once I entered CFS the second week of it. Im too excited to be told but that feeling was fading gradually. What exactly happen to me? Im not sure of myself.

It's tiring. Please, adik2 out there who really want to enter university and impatient to get out of school life, please dont be, DO NOT. Enjoy your highschool to the fullest. Dont expect university life to be full of freedom, can do outlaw things. Yeah it seems like a university students can wear casual clothes or high heels or wear a bit make up, donning that jubah and those dresses and much more. It seems so free ay? Bloody no. You might see this as a bright side of the former but actually it much worse that these. LOTS OF TUTORIALS AWAIT YOU. For every week you will have these little annoying things and you have to study like it's the end of the world. I week per chapter dude. And trust me, it's tougher than school syllabus.

For the first month of entering university, I lost quite amount of weight,  I ate biscuits all the time and one fourth portion from my usual meal. The heck right, and my friends were so worried about me and they even wanted to treat me for meal as long as I eat in that particular day.

Taking critical course so you will meet lots of genius students. Too many of them here. They got all A's in SPM and what more all A+'s! Giler kan. I feel so insecure being among of them. No, Im not one of them because I failed terribly during my tutorials and yeah... Allah je tahu perasan aku.

Sometimes, I feel like I m being excessively exaggerate and overly attached to people. I really need to change this towards better. I want to do good and take care of something before it breaks apart. No I dont want to imagine that. Allah.. Please guide me, and dont let me go astray. I dont want to go far from You. Please keep me safe with you.

Aku cemburu dengan orang yang imannya kukuh. Aku cemburu dengan muslimah yang tak memandang dan tak dipandang. Mampukah aku menjadi seperti mereka... Allah, bantu aku. Allah Allah Allah..

ps : Do you notice how crappy my post is? Tu sebab banyak benda aku pikir sampai tak terluah. Aku nak menangis. Tapi aku.. entahla.. Mungkin aku patut cari Dia. Assalamualaikum.

Biasiswa Skim Pelajar Cemerlang(SPC) oleh Yayasan Pahang

As promised, I am going to write about Biasiswa SPC Yayasan Pahang. I hope this post will help those who will be searching about this info next year, precisely saying for SPM leaver who wish to further studies at UIA Insya-Allah.

So, how on earth I knew about this SPC thing? I would never acknowledge this opportunity if it wasnt because of my friend. You guys have to be alert for this scholarship thing because some of them, just show up on the internet without any notice and all we ever knew is, the dateline has passed by. It's quite hard to find scholarship which sponsor science courses like dentistry, medic and pharmacy. From my experience, sime darby, bank negara and other scholarships sponsor courses like accountancy, business and managament, engineering and much more. So you hit the jackpot if you intend to pursue your studies in such courses.

Penglaman interview Biasiswa SPC Yayasan Pahang;

SPC stands for Skim Pelajar Cemerlang. This year, YP made a collaboration with UIA only for Pahang-born students. There were 3 courses which YP offered and those were Medical, Pharmacy and Perbankan Islam. Yeah you may feel like 'ehh only 3 courses?'. So I decided to go for Medic even though I put Dentistry courses as the first choice in UPU. Oh yeah before I forgot, when you fill up the YP form, one of the condition stated that students who apply must put UIA as their first choice in UPU. Yeah YP will ask you to bring a copy of UPU form during the interview.

I thought the panellists will ask me something about medical field since I chose medic on the YP form,  but it turned out that they asked me why I want to take dentistry. Serious bro, I was quite speechless and bewildered at the moment. So to be concluded, they still give you the course you wanted even though it wasn on the list. But Im not sure as well, so you guys better ask YP before choosing the course on the form. There were 21 candidates who were called for interview.

The panellists came from UIA, and a mister at YP, you know En Airulamri, who is in charge of bantuan pendidikan at YP. I stumbled upon him when I was in Form 5, I recognised him from PISSA YP. I thought the interview will be in Malay since I read somewhere said the panellists ask her in Malay. It gave me shivers down my spine after the panellist uttered the English words from his mouth. Tuhan je tahu macam mana gundah gulana aku. Muka stay cool tapi aku just nak lari je. I aint a native speaker. I didnt practise how to speak in English fluently as I grow up in Malay society ; Malay family, Malay friends, Malay schools, Malay teachers. Yeah it's a disadvantage. So any students who read my post, please practise your English now. Start now even though there are lots of grammatical errors, no one even care so speak up as it will bring you good in the future.

But despite of it, I manage to speak in English and in fact I talked really fast because I just want to finish quickly and get out from there haha. There were 21 people during the interview but only 10 people will get the scholarship. They called 3 person at once and since my initial name start with D, I was the third person in the first group. I knew it. -_-

So what were the questions given?

What is your strengths/weaknesses?

"I will say my weakness is I dont have patience when it comes to winning. I want to win no matter what the circumstances are."

(If they ask your weaknesses dont state something negative, put on things more positive. Example as I said earlier. cehh padahal bukan betul pun haha)

So do you consider that as your weakness or strength?(He asked me after what I said earlier, perangkap)

"Both. It depends on the situation." *smile

Why do you want to take dentistry? (He asked after reviewing your form and copy of UPU)

Since I didnt expect this question, I said something that I shouldnt actually. haha. I was being way too honest back then.

"Frankly speaking I want to pursue my studies in medical field. I think being a doctor is a job which really need patience and endurance. And my sister is currently studying medic, so my mom suggested me to take dentistry."

(Expect the unexpected. Dont answer the question recklessly. If you did, put some ideas like, medical field is too mainstream nowadays so I have plan for my future ahead, and I look dentistry as a course that seeks more people. I need this to guarantee my job by the time I graduate. Besides, this job doesnt require us to be on-call/busy or whatever. This is more flexible and etc...)

So why did you pick medic? Why doctor?

Back then, my father passed away when I was a child, my father was sick and had to be warded. The moment I saw him on the bed in the hospital I just wanted to treat him. We had a conversation I once said to him that I wanted to be a doctor and treat him so he will get well. Basically he inspired me to be one.

You once said that your sister is a medical student. What do you think about her life?

 Since she's doing her practical in HTAA for a month, I will say a life of a doctor is busy and I hardly manage to see her at home.

You knew that life as a doctor is busy. Can you really manage time and educate your future children?(Soalan memerangkap)

Even though I saw how busy my sister is, it didnt distract me from taking this path. I knew once you be a doctor you need to put up a big commitment and bear responsibility but I certain that I can manage my schedule well and spend time with my future children.

(The panellist wanted to provoke me and cut my words, I was freaking anxious, and he just nodded and asked other candidates. Fuhh)

Why did you choose UIA?(I didnt choose UIA in the first place la, but YP asked to put UIA as 1st choice. -_- I expected this question but I was too ignorant that time.)

"Reasons why I choose UIA are because UIA is ranked on top for the best university in Malaysia, I like the environment in UIA, the bi'ah and Islamic environment really attract me. I want to be in that environment as I've never been in Islamic school. And my mom wanted me to study in UIA."

(please guys, dont answer your dad, your mom your family wanted blabla. It really shows how you arent firm enough on your own stand. Aku jawab camtu sebab sumpah aku blank giler. Selamba badak air je kan cakap mak aku nak aku jadi pelajar UIA. It's a big no. Dont do that on your interview)

How do you perform in your class? Are you an active student in the class?

"I will address myself as a really talkative person in the class. I will ask the teacher about the topics that I didnt understand. Since I sit in front, it makes me easier to ask the teacher directly."

So do any of you involve in debate competition? 

I just stated that I was in Forum Remaja competition.

Any last question?

Grab this chance! Ask the panellists anything so that it shows you how eager  you want this scholarship.

"When the results of the interview will come out?"

"How many people will be choosen?

(Only 10 candidates out of 21 who came for the interview)

Questions asked may differ from other candidates though.

One of  my acquaintances said the panellists asked her whether she will choose MARA or SPC? As for me, I will answer it will full of honesty. Of course I will choose MARA. And if you said you will choose SPC, be prepared for the next question. Why?  If you think about it, MARA give you quite amount of money to study abroad. So it does make sense if they ask you why do you choose SPC over MARA.

But in my case, I will take SPC over MARA because I dont have any intention to study abroad, and it has been my dream to study in UIA. Yeah some say, ridiculous, you have the opportunity to go overseas, the heck you choose to study locally? I've my own reasons.

In the nutshell, this is a bit of my experience. Oh yeah, did I ever mention that the panellists spoke Arabic with one of my group members? Shocked isnt it. I didnt understand at all so I ended up smiling like an idiot there. Well of course she was a debater for Arabic debate competition in KISAS. Cool ok pandai cakap arab. K k.

My advice is, prepare yourself and try to speak in English a week before the interview. Ahaks! Practise in front of the mirror and as for me, I called my bestfriend and ask her for a favour to act like the panellists and interview me. This may lower your anxiety level. Dont lie. I mean if you want to lie make it a flawless lie. HAHA. I dislike lying. I just say what's on my mind during the interview and it went well for me alhamdulilah. Dont keep thinking interview is hard and the panellists are going to eat you whatsoever, relax and just enjoy the moment. Smile a lot. It increases your hormone level and give you this serenity. Nahh, the interviewers are human, so dont panic and think of them as 'friends' who just wanted to know about you. Remember to shake hands with the panellists (for muslims, you guys know the boundaries right?) Express your gratitude and bow before leaving the room.

p/s : Other candidates were from SBP, cluster school, SBT( KISAS, INTEK, TKC) and here I am, from sekolah luar bandar. hehe inferiority complex turned on!

Regards,
Dahlia Binti Omar
lifeofburninggold.blogspot.com

Asasi UIA & Biasiswa SPC Yayasan Pahang.

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim.

First and foremost I really want to utter alhamdulilah 'ala kulli hal. This is just a lovely gift from Him. He is The Greastest. 

So 10th May 2014, finally UPU had finally came out! I was totally nervous thinking of this thing. I know 96's were making a fuss about how UPU came out late but I wasnt one of them though. Well, UPU was not at fault because they didnt tell the official date so I dont think we have right to make chaos ay?

I checked the result via SMS(yeah because I was at my cousin's wedding and literally I had to be in charge of photobooth and signing thing). It did take long time to get a reply, and syukur alhamdulilah I got Asasi Pergigian at UIA. My whatsapp was overflowing with messages, you know in just 2 hours, I got 1000+ notifications. Gosh, my classmates were crazy there. Haha

Alhamdulilah for my friends too and I was quite unhappy that my bestfriend didnt get the course she wanted. Are you kidding me UPU? A straight A's student with excellent performance in co-curriculum activities yet she got the 8th course? What more my other friends who do not even get the place in IPTA! I dont really get that part dear UPU. Please make du'a for my friends, may Allah ease their way to IPTA.

And one more thing, alhamdulilah for this ya Allah. I got a call from my mom this morning telling me that I got Biasiswa SPC (Skim Pelajar Cemerlang) from Yayasan Pahang for UIA students only. There are only 10 people who got this out of 21 during the interview last month. In a nutshell, Insya-Allah I will be one of UIA students at CFS Gambang. (dekat dgn rumah T..T I couldnt be happier that this). Yeah of course, Im waiting for MARA Ijazah Luar Negara, but oversea is not my forte. I really want to know when the result from last interview will come out. Waiting is such a pain. But I cant leave my mom alone, so I dont think I will further my studies abroad. I want to cherish my time with my mom here, Insya-Allah if I could.

So these 3 weeks will be hectic, preparation to go university, all those documents and medical check-up. Fuhh semoga semua berjalan dengan lancar dan dipermudahkan Allah SWT. 

Regards,

Dahlia Binti Omar (UIA students)

p/s : Im gonna update about SPC yayasan pahang soon iA 

Judge people over and over again

Bismillahirrahmanirahim.

Thanks to Allah for giving me chance to live and forgive me for all wrongdoings.

This past few weeks I had been busy with those walimah, interview things and birthday celebration in Kuala Lumpur. I have been back and forth from Kuantan to KL for about 2 months already. My brother's reception, my another cousins' walimah and etc. Basically I did not get to spend my weekends in Kuantan, you know the things like just sleeping for whole day in the weekdays going to pasar malam at Sg Isap, hang out with my friends and my lazying day has gone now. It's definitely tiring, and I didnt unpack my things because I know next week we will be going to KL again. And what more, I didnt get to do chores and tidy up the house because of tiredness. Well u see, there is a mountain of clothes behind me now. Sigh.

Ok that's not the thing that I want to highlight.

I am sick of people who like to make jokes on others, who always badmouth and mock people, who always love to make fun of everyone, who always say something vulgar, who dont have the slightest empathy in their heart, who feel that they own the world, who treat others like a trash, who dont even think the consequences behind it.

I refer this to the people above.

Kau ada hak ke nak kutuk orang lain? Kau ada hak ke nak 'nerakakan' orang lain? Kau ada hak ke nak mengata dia macam-macam? Kau ingat kau tu maksum sangat? Kau ingat hidup depa seteruk kau? Kau ingat kau kutuk-kutuk orang lain boleh mengubah hidup kau yang teruk tu? Kau hidup ni untuk cari salah orang lepastu kau mengumpat dia kawkaw punya eh?

Aku tak suka tengok page2 politik dekat facebook ni. Group pro-bn dan pro-pembangkang masing-masing duk bertelingkah. Yang satu, post gambar persendakan Dato' Sri Anwar,yang satu lagi upload gambar menyindir isteri PM. Sungguh mata aku sakit sangat baca komen-komen orang yang kononnya 'bijaksana' dalam hal2 macam ni. Aku sedih. Sedih sebab seteruk ni bangsa Malaysia? Seteruk ni kata-kata yang dilemparkan? Allah, pemikiran mereka ni sesempit-sempit yang boleh.

Kenapa gambar PM berselfie pun nk judge bagai? PM, TGNA, DSAI, kau, aku, kita semua manusia. Allah beri kau akal, guna ke jalan yang betul. Teruk sangat aku rasa minda orang Malaysia sampai suka mempersendakan orang lain. Mungkin seronok la, tapi kau boleh jamin ke yang kau takkan merangkak-rangkak cari orang yang pernah kau fitnah dekat padang Mahsyar nanti?

Kepada sang alim, aku mohon, setulusnya mohon supaya tidak terus-menerus menghukum dan menerakakan ahli politik. Mungkin bukan semua bersikap begitu, tapi aku dah jemu melihat post2 atau komen2 dari mereka yang berkopiah, berniqab, bertudung labuh yang asyik menghukum PM. Kau sedar tak yang kau tu melambangkan agama Islam? Rasulullah pun berhati perut dengan puak penentang Islam, bahkan memilih untuk memaafkan mereka yang berbuat jahat kepada baginda. Indah sungguh sifat baginda SAW. Islam sendiri tak ajar dakwah secara memaksa dan melemparkan kata-kata kesat. Jika diri tu betul-betul maksum, baru kau layak nak mengkritik manusia lain.

Hidup ni tak sempurna yang disangka. Jangan ingat mereka yang tidak bertudung, berjambul tu hina. Have you ever felt to be in their shoes? Mungkin kau fikir hidup ahli politik berlandaskan rasuah, makan duit rakyat semata-mata, itu sebab hati kau telah dibutakan oleh hasutan. Minda kau dah bercampur-baur dengan perasaan, emosi dan kebencian kepada politik sampai kau rasa mereka semua salah dan semuanya haram. Open your mind please. Aku pilih untuk bersangka baik terhadap orang lain. Sehingga ada bukti yang kukuh aku takkan menuduh membabi buta, menabur fitnah atas nama mereka.

Aku yakin, sejahat-jahat mereka yang kau fikir, ada sesuatu baik dalam hati mereka. Mungkin akan ada yang kata aku ni tak cakna dengan politik, tak kisah dengan apa terjadi dengan Msia. Hey, nak cakna perihal Malaysia dengan mengutuk2 politicians eh? Aku tak tahu pun ada termaktub dalam buku macam tu. Dulu pun aku suka judge orang. Bila tengok je orang tak pakai tudung, aku terus rasa mereka semua ni teruk, tak sedar diri. Aku pun dulu selalu kutuk2 PM, isteri PM dan seangkatan dengannya, tapi lama kelamaan, aku sedar benda aku buat tu just menambahkan dosa aku je. Aku terus unlike page2 yang lantang merpersendakan dan membuka aib orang lain. Aku rasa diri aku ni baik sangat sampai orang lain pun aku tak bagi peluang nak tunjukkan sifat baik mereka. Naudzubillahiminzalik, semoga Allah mengampunkan dosa aku dan kau, dan berikan cahaya hidayah dalam hati kita semua, hamba yang hina.

Kesian. Kesian kepada mereka yang dipersendakan oleh orang2 yang berhati kotor ni. Aku tak rasa dengan meng-edit gambar PM/ahli politik menunjukkan kepandaian kau, bahkan kebodohan yang terserlah. Sorry to say tapi kau pernah tak fikir kalau ahli keluarga kau yang kene kutuk, lepastu orang lain duk edit gambar kau secara hina? Kau nak rasa apa? Aku dah tengok macam2 gambar PM dan isteri yang di-edit scr melampau oleh golongan yang ignorant ni. Gelak, ye semua duk gelak bila tengok gambar tu, tapi aku bersimpati. Simpati kepada dalang kerana semakin ramai yang menyebarkan gambar berunsurkan keaiban/menghina tu, semakin berlipat kali ganda dosa yang ditanggung. Aku khuatir jika dosa2 ini kau harus merangkak2 mencari orang yang pernah kau hina dulu untuk memohon maaf. Mungkin banyak kesalahan mereka sehingga kau pun boleh nak sebarkan aib mereka yedak? Jangan asyik mengaibkan orang sedangkan aib kita belum tentu boleh dijaga.

Aku risau melihat afal golongan melayu Islam terutamanya yang gian menyebarkan aib orang lain. Aku risau jika aku juga terjebak dalam hal ni. Ya Allah, jauhkan kami daripada membuat dosa tanpa sedar, berikan kami hidayah-Mu, jadikan kami orang yang sentiasa bersangka baik dan sentiasa memajukan diri untuk ummah.

Aku juga berazam untuk memberi peluang kepada mereka yang kononnya dicop 'warga neraka' oleh orang lain. Aku inginkan kehidupan yang bebas daripada prasangka buruk, hidup yang bertelingkah membuka aib manusia, yang sentiasa menghukum orang lain. Aku yakin, Allah sahaja yang Maha Mengetahui segala sesuatu. Aku serahkan semuanya kepada Allah, yang layak untuk menghukum hamba-hamba-Nya. Jika aku terlebih menghukum, seolah-olah aku mencabar kuasa Allah sebab hanya Dia Yang Berkuasa. Aku ni hamba yang hina sangat, cetek ilmunya. Tapi setidak-tidaknya aku tidak menggunakan kecetekan aku ni untuk menghukum manusia lain. Everyone has their own stories, to be shared or not, it depends on them. It may be their life are much closer to Allah, and here we are, keep finding fault in others. Whilst other are moving forward seeking for Him, you keep looking back and go astray.

I insult people, make their life in hell and then hide behind a private account. - Cowardice

Forum in SMK Astana

For this past few weeks, a friend of mine has been consulting me, asking for advices regarding her family issues and studies. She has a bit misunderstanding between her parents and her siblings. She wants to further study and go to college/universities but it seems like she's bounded with her family approval. Allah, it is a great test for her indeed. Her mother wouldnt let her go to university unless it is in Pahang. Precisely saying, in Kuantan. She has been pouring out her trouble, misery to me. I am all ears to whatever she said. She is just pretending to be fine but all I know, her inside is wrecking and crumpled. Allah, I beg You to ease her burden, and also please soothe her family to give her permission to pursue her dreams.

So back to the topic. Last Friday I was invited to SMK Astana at Jalan Sg Lembing. I was there to give talk/motivate form 5 students. What? Motivate? Choked! Yeah, that was my first expression when the teacher called me. Of couse I was being formal, but as soon as I hanged up, WHATTT TO GIVE TALK?? Believe me, I was pacing up and down the house,no it more likely I was running. You know that feeling when you suddenly get butterflies in your stomach. I've never given talks what more to motivate people. Im much better when they come to me personally asking for insights, but to give talk in front of crowd is a big no. I tend to be anxious and stuttered as if people stare at me and judging me. But of course they arent, but that feeling keep hitting me.

So in the end, I wasnt called up to stage because the teacher picked us randomly. How relieved! But I do want to share a bit of my experience to them but it turned out that way. Nvm really.Next thing is we had LDK and sharing session. I was not sure what to say when they didnt even ask us questions. A bit awkward there, so we had to approach them. It turned out that, they were so funny. They always laughed and made jokes. Allah, I feel blessed already. An Indian boy asked me a lot of questions. I could feel that he wants to succeed based on the way he asked me eagerly. They may not good academically, but who knows they can be excellent in social/life skills. I really hope that Allah shower them with His blessings and give them spirit to do well in their life and contribute for ummah in whatever they do. Please spark their life with rahmah and hopes. May they find someone who can bring them to the right path insya-Allah.

Life as a BRASSian.

I was sitting on the couch and literally looking outside the windowsills this morning. The coldness of the morning bit my toes giving me a chill throughout the body. I could smell the same ambience like before. Sighing "how I miss going to school".

Yeay you might sick after hearing like trillion times "how I miss going to school" uttered from my mouth. That's the fact cant be denied. No matter how old are you or how much experience you have, you will always feel the same thing. 

The memories somehow paraded in my head like an old tape. My mom used to make quick fried rice. She just took about 5 minutes to make me breakfast when I was rushing to go to school. It was hard to wake me up. Even the loudest alarm could not beat the barrier of my eardrums. So mom would woke me up almost everyday. There were times where I was too fatigue and I slept like a log, so my mom screamed like a mad people while nagging at me which made me jump out of the bed as the result from being too shocked. Haha. 

For almost every morning I woke up and running, jumping and sliding like a ninja before going to school. In fact, I liked doing things at the eleventh hour. I did not iron my uniform the night before which was one of the reason I was late going to school. If you ever saw me at the school wearing a nice ironed uniform, you will never know that it was wrinkled beneath the hijab and under the top. It saved my time from doing that! In spite of me being late, I took long time in the bathroom. I couldnt figure out why but 15 minutes in the shower room was ridiculous! 

I rummaged through my drawer and the pile of clothes searching for a pair of sock. I still remember how I went to school wearing mismatched socks. How unorganized! When I was in form 1, I was caught for being late. You know that feeling when you were a newbie in a new school and you were late and there was nobody in the street. It was like I was sentenced to death from electrocution! But as time passes by, and you become a senior, you will never chicken out anymore. haha

My mom made me egg sandwiches as meal box for a week in a row! It had became a common thing till my classmates knew that I will eat my sandwiches in the class after we had our daily assembly. Every morning they saw me eating nasi goreng, egg sandwiches and nuggets. haha I ate them even after we had started our class session. And some of them went, "cikguuuu, dahlia makan dalam kelas". I did not get any scold because all teachers knew about me eating in the class. So they will let me go. After that, my classmates started to bring their own meal box. So we rarely went to the canteen. Not to mention our night classes, we had the same thing ; eating. We bought cookies, chocolate and even burgers! Killing two birds with one stone? haha study and eating at the same time. But of course, we focused and paid attention to our teachers. And to be concluded, 5 Cendekia always eat in the class without any permission.

I miss my tablemate. Nur Aqilah Binti Mohd Rosli. My tablemate, my best friend. We used to sing during Math sessions. To English songs, Malay songs, even Korean and Japanese songs! We were too loud that our friends behind us were irked. We love to make fun of each other, mocking each other and made beach sound because of one of us felt giddy. Have I ever mentioned before there were only 7 boys out of 34 students in our class? 3/4 were conquered by us the girls! So the class were totally chaotic. We acted like there weren't any boys in there. Poor them.

As a prefect, I really enjoy being one. Every morning, prefects would line up and do some annual checking to BRASSians. I would go mad when our underlings didnt do their job. So literally I was a good prefect. haha nahh, no I was not. I am a bad one haha even my underlings knew how playful I was. So briefly saying, this is my whole story about my life as a student. BRASS will always be in my heart always despite being 'sekolah luar bandar'. The best sekolah luar bandar in Kuantan!

These guys are the reason why my life as a high-schooler is damn awesome!

SPM results

Assalamualaikum ebelibadiiiiii!

I want to write earlier but there was an event held before so I had to postpone my post.

So anyway! 20th March has passed and alhamdulilah! Thanks to Allah The Most Gracious. He gave me the best present after all efforts I had done.

I accomplished what I had wanted to do all this time. I watched my mom burst into tears after my name was called to go up on stage. I hugged her and holding hands to take my result. It was a wonderful moment. I contained myself to cry because I was too joyous at that time. Allah, finally I enjoy the fruits that I had laboured. It was a long journey. All the blood, sweat and tears I had been through it finally paid off. 7 of us break the record in BRASS! (yeah it is located on the outskirt of the town, so it is normal to have few straight A's students). We managed to make it triple than the amount of getting all A's before. I do hope this is a start for BRASS to be awarded as cluster school. It has been 13 years since it was built. BRASS is ranked on 9th in Kuantan district and 1st for category of sekolah luar bandar weee~ And and and! I got no A- for my result which is the same as my trial's.A+ and A solid. I am sooo elated for that. :)

SPM is a big thing for high-schoolers. Some idiots will blurt out, "Ahh, PMR is a piece of cake, upper form is a real thing",  "Ahh, SPM is easy, when you go to IPTA/S things will be different." JUST CUT THE CRAP. Nothing is easy in this world. For one moment, just appreciate the efforts and give us support. Dont make us feel everything we had done is completely profitless.

Oh boy, I've lost my interest in blogging. I mean partly of it. I really want to write but it completely vanished after I sat in front of my laptop, buckling up to write something. It took me a week to finish this post. When I was out of ideas, I will just save to draft and it happen repeatedly. And here I am,  gathering the strength just to finish this post.

Im totally feeling insecure with my English. I can write but when it comes to speaking in English, I stutter. It's like my confidence level sink. I just dont know how to level up my confidence. Ahh MARA interview is in Eng doesnt it? Im completely busted..

MY BROTHER'S WEDDING RECEPTION! 

A day after SPM results. Err

KEM KEPIMPINAN BRASS MAC 2014

@Sg Ular, Cherating

My friends and I were just 'helping' the teachers and our juniors keke

 Exco Pengawas 2013. Someone was missing though. Umi.

We had barbeque! Thanks to boys who set on fire. It was incredibly hard with strong wind slapping us on the face. And not to mention the heavy smoke we had to breathe in.

So one of my juniors asked me how to study smart and ace in the exams. *sigh Believe me, I was not a good student. You will be shocked to hear how I nearly got F for my Additional Maths.

Mind your action

How should I say now. Erm.

I met few people these past few days. Well throughout this holiday I went out just a few times including going to driving classes before. How introvert. But actually I would say, I hate going out. I hate people so much. LOL. Nahh, I dont hate people randomly. There are certain people who really love to pull the trigger of my anger. What have I done exactly for them to shun me that way?

I really despise people who look at me, I mean they glare at me! They stare at me like their eyes were going to penetrate inside of me. Is it because I wore something loose, big or they define it as shabby clothes. People call us ustazah, berlagak alim and more. Mind your tongue dude. The tongue dont have bones but it's incredibly can break someone's heart in a second.

During JPJ test, there was a guy who sat on a bench. While we were waiting for our turn, I heard someone called us. "Ustazah". 5 times! I heard him, but I decide to ignore but my friend protested "Adakah orang yang bertudung labuh memang akan dipanggil ustazah?" I bet that guy went speechless and he asked something else to drag our attention away. It's not like I mind about what that guy said, but it made me realise there were people who dont accept people like us. They think that women who wear tudung labuh are religious and cannot mingle with society. How lame.

First of all, wearing big hijab does not define our knowledge. Being so-called religious is not for me because my knowledge is not that great and in fact, I feel ashamed because of it. I wear big hijab because I want to make it as a symbol to seek for Allah's love. This hijab means a lot to me. People who claim to be modernized and civilized would never understand. I have dealt with some people who have this hatred towards women who wear big hijab. I read their tweets, their conversation. They were my schoolmates. We had misunderstanding and it led to disputation. That was my darkest times. My very first time dealing with people who had monstrous resentment towards us. It was an awful experience. All those curses and explicit words kept sowing in my head that time. Im someone who is forgiving but I remember every bits and pieces what the other party had done to me. Well Im that kind of person.

There is a wechat group I join. They were my schoolmates ; boys and girls. So I was reading their conversation and they were talking rubbish stuffs. Explicit contain? Yeah a bit. One of them said, "Eh leklok ada Dahlia dalam group ni."."Aku lupa kene tapis dulu". Just what the.. They knew that I dislike when it comes to that kind of matter. They think of me as a religious girl who opposes their so-called entertainment. Oh man, you are scared of me but dont you guys realise Allah watch each of your action? You think He did not read what you write huh? Dont you aware that it is not me who will judge you guys later on. Watch what you write because it will be your stock in hereafter. It makes me agonized a little though.

Yesterday I went to UIA Kuantan attending English classes. We were carpooling with friends of my friend. They were KISAS-ians. I feel so humble frankly speaking. My self-esteem deteriorated. They are great people. Stirrings of jealousy knocking my heart. I applied for KISAS when I was in Form 4. I eagerly want to go there. But Allah knows well. He gave me something else. Alhamdulilah thumma alhamdulilah. In fact, my mom once said after I had sent my application, "Takyah la masuk asrama. Nanti awak masuk mama sorang2 dalam rumah ni." Her sad face really portrayed her inside. Doa ibu kan mustajab, so I didnt get to go to boarding school because Allah knew my mom will be lonely. And alhamdulilah because Allah gave me chance to be good to my mother while she is still here. We will never know what will happen if I went to boarding school. Every cloud has silver lining am I right? He gave me good friends and teachers who always support me. I love them eternally.  GC5C always :)

p/s : MASTER YOUR TONGUE, IT REVEALS THE STATE OF YOUR HEART

I got driving license!

Assalamualaikum wbt . Hello readers. LOL "readers". I don't think I have any. If I do, notify me!

So alhamdulilah, last Thursday I took JPJ test. After two months in driving class, now it finally bears fruit. I had driving classes for a week in a row. Do you still remember my entry Kelas memandu sesi pertama? How anxious I was in the first class and the bad time I went through. Parking, bukit, tiga penjuru and jalanraya, among of these, I will say I had terrible time with bukit. haha. Masalah aku kalut sangat kot?

But Allah knows well and He gave me serenity and I could do well because of Him. He help me through this a lot. So I am waiting for my driving license to be done. I will never be happy with my pictures though -_- Always looks lousy and sloppy. Pftt.

Anyway, abang JPJ garang ok. Haha He's quite strict in giving marks. I almost cry when I was driving beside him. Tercabut jantung den ni haa. He wont smile at me. K abang jpj kenapa buat saya macam niii, but it doesnt matter anymore. What more important is, I passed! Haha taknak dah jumpa abang tu. Gerun hikhik

But even I've got license, mama wont allow me to drive her car. Not even my siblings' cars. haha it's fine. I dont want to drive either. Im still scared though. :( I really want a Swift. So nice and elegant for a petite girl like me.

I love holiday but being a jobless girl is quite boring. It's not like I dont want to work but I dont think mama will give permission. So as a good daughter I have to follow her order. Besides, no one want to give me job haha. I become superbibik in my own house yeahh. (mcm superwoman pulak dah). I am learning to cook. Please aware that I dont know how to cook haha. But at least I am improving. Now I immerge in the world of a housewife. My respect goes to housewives out there who always try to fulfil the need of their family. Wow. Housewives' job aint easy man. Please rethink who says that being a housewife is just a waste of time. A big no dude.

So it's time to doze off! Till we meet again. Adios

Terengganu with love

Assalamualaikum wbt.

Just want to share something here. hoho

So last Saturday, I went to Terengganuuuuuuuuu! My lovely hometown forever! We went there for a wedding reception of our relatives and at the same strolling around the town. We went to Pulau Wan Man. I admit that I've never been there even I've lived for 10 years in Terengganu before. What more, my house just 5 kilometres afar! I lived in Losong exactly. My wooden village-like house is quite big and have those stairs that we have to clamber before going up. 

So what I really want to write is about a special present from my family. haha Not because of my birthday, special occasion or anything else. They gave a pleasant surprise that morning :) I slept for awhile and my brother woke my up "Bangun2, makan. Nasi lemak depan mata tu". I thought he was joking early in the morning because he is a big joker anyway. Then I saw this box wrapped in red plastic beside my hand. I woke up immediately haha. Who aren't excited when it comes to present?

My oldest brother wrote this! Haha he is sweet, isn't he? Look at those smileys. wow abang haha 

Alhamdulilah for this. I mean not for the present, but for the family by my side. They are my truly gift from Allah. Alhamdulilah ya Allah for everything even though we are not rich, we are flawed and always pick fight with each other. There may be times when we hate, we curse each other and having those long faces but that what makes our bond strong and even firm! May Allah bless them and keep them from harmful things.

I love shopping tudung in Terengganu. You guys should go to Stesen Bas Kuala Terengganu if you want to buy tudung bawal which you can get them with cheap prices! Trust me. Orang Terengganu cakap, boleh nego dgn tauke kedai kalu nok muroh2 lagi. hihi I boight tudung bawal lerang 55 at RM11. I bought them here about rm15 and above. I should buy more afterward and sell them for rm13 to others hehe :P

Pasar Payang

Qaisara Raihanah in white. Comel mcm maksu dia >_<

Neglected

Have you ever felt so sad that you barely could sobbing over it? It's like the pain is too tremendous till your heart gives a last signal that it can no longer contain the feeling after a few times being treated unfairly. So how? What can you really do now exactly?

Being neglected is one hard thing to face. Because you think you are strong but it still beats the emotion. You are fragile and easily breakable now. I hate being neglected. I feel that I am not appreciated. I am not good enough. Still not good enough. What can I do for you to notice me? Do you ever know that it breaks me inside when you ignore me? You will never know that because you are busy with something else. I want you to know that I despise your 'something else'.

Is it really hard to reply when I had conversation with you? Do you know how does it feel when people dont respond when you ask them question? I feel pathetic. Or am I really pathetic to have those conversations with you? Your action gives a big impact to my life. I dont want to take these matters seriously at first but in the end I lost. It escalates faster than I thought.

But still, Im feeling amazing after all. Im getting used for everything. I dont really care anymore. This pain keeps hitting me and I feel heartless. Do whatever you want. Even if I cry, you will never notice and you will never get the root of it. I will cry multiple times but things will never change and that is okay.This is what should be done anyway. No smooth sea makes a great sailor. Im getting stronger anyway. At least that is what I should think for now.

This pain is too great to be tested.
All you can do is to move on and forget those feelings.
Even it's hard.
I can do this. Yes I will.

My mom is my superwoman

I miss school so much. SMK Bukit Rangin Kuantan Pahang. My second school, when I was in form 1. I was from Terengganu back then, and my mother decided to go back in Kuantan again after 9 years I guess, That time I was truly mad and went berserk. I did not want to move from my school, leaving my friends and my beloved hometown. But I guess I was destined to be here actually. Everything happen for a reason and there's hikmah behind all of these.

It was about 4 months after I moved that I managed to get along with people here, to be synchronized with the ambience. Wait was it 4 months? Im not sure myself but it took quite time. I hate people in here to be honest. They were totally snob, I really cant get along with them. The teachers were fierce and a lot of bad things kept happening to me when I was first transferred into that school. During those period, I've made my mom worried and felt sad. Yeah, I made her sad. Ya Allah, I really regret it. I just hate myself for making her cried.

I threw tantrums for almost everyday. I didnt go to school and cried every morning when I had to go to school. There was a time I skipped school for 4 days in a row. I said that I was sick to my teacher and friends but actually I did nothing at home. My mom nearly wanted to change my school to SMKSI but I refused for some reasons. I begged her to admit me into this boarding school at Terengganu. I nearly can change, but there was some technical problem due to whatever Im not sure of it. I heard my mom cried. I do feel guilty but well, my stubborness surpassed everything. She grieved and was totally disappointed in me. My siblings gave me advices, scolded me and even motivated me to move forward and stop this bad behaviour. But I was too obstinate and self-willed that time.

But everything has hikmah. I met my best friends who change my life towards better. I met Aqilah, then Aqila and lastly Umi. Umi was same with me, she's from Kelantan but transferred here 2 months after me. Alhamdulilah for everything that You've done to me ya Allah. You know what is best for me. I truly grateful for that, and now I want to do what a daughter should do. I want to make my mom happy. I really regret for making her sad. I cant no longer bear to see her crying because of me. I just want the tears that spill out of her eyes are meant for happy moments only. Those tears should be cherished not the other way around.

Allah, help me. Forgive her sins, keep her in Your rahmah, give her constant health and ease her businesses. Please give her happiness. I want to see her happy, please give me chance doing so during her lifetime ya Allah. I know Im not a good daughter but I want to be one for her. Give patience to me and keep me away from making her sad again. Protect her from hellfire ya Allah. Amin ya rabbal alamin. I really love my mom even after all predicaments that I've caused, she's still love me unconditionally. Ampunkan dosa aku ya Allah, sesungguhnya Kau Maha Pengampun.

Now Im thinking what should I do in order to make my mom happy?

I've jotted down some few things that I should do during my holiday here. Do the chores. Yup, chores. At the same time, I can practise doing something that I rarely do before. Like cooking and more. Let's see what are on the list : Mop and vacuum the floor, clean the dust, clean the bathroom and refrigerator, wash the clothes, fold them and put in the closet, learn to cook, wash the dishes, make bed and others!

Dont sleep after Subuh Dahlia! Ingat : YOU SNOOZE,YOU LOSE

Driving class went well alhamdulilah. I think because I wore different shoes that time that I managed to do great! And Pakcik Rashid said I've improved a bit! Yeayy :D Alright, thats all. My little Qaisara Raihanah dont want to sleep yet. It's almost 1 AM now. Sokay, keep blabbering things I dont understand Qaisara. Maksu love you. hehe

I really miss 90s songs.

Kelas memandu sesi pertama

Entahla.

Dua tiga hari ni rasa gelisah. Tak senang duduk. Nak menangis je rasa. Hmm, Allah tarik nikmat ketenteraman jiwa aku sekarang ni. Mungkin ada hikmah yang tak diketahui tapi sungguh aku rasa sebak sekarang.

Aku kekurangan tidur hari ini. Bangun awal tujuan nak pergi kelas memandu, alih-alih tukar jadual ke petang pula. So aku go on jela, tapi yela dapat mesej tu elok-elok lepas aku habis sarapan dan nak pakai stoking. Frust jugak tapi ada hikmah, takdela aku kuak lentang atas katil pepagi camtu. :) (Kuatkan azam untuk tidak tidur lepas subuh)

Petang kemudian ada kelas memandu. Sesi pertama. Ya Allah, teruk sangat hari ini. Aku boleh katakan hancur pembelajaran memandu aku ni. Terdetik dalam hati, aku ni memang dilahirkan tak pandai memandu kot? Tapi Dia Maha Mengetahui Segala-galanya. Dia tahu apa yang terbuku dalam hati. Dia tahu kegelisahan yang menyeksa jiwa aku ini. Dia, Tuhanku, Allah SWT.

Aku mohon ya Allah supaya dipermudahkan pembelajaran aku. Supaya aku tak kalut apabila kaki mula menekan pedal minyak, klac dan brek tu. Aku tak pasti apa akan jadi esok hari, yup esok ada lagi kelas. Mungkin cikgu memandu aku dah fed up kot nak ajar aku yang tak reti-reti nak lepas klac slow2. Enjin kereta selalu mati time naik bukit. Tangan pun dah mengigil sejuk takut jadi apa2, takut kene marah.

Please my readers yang aku tak pasti wujud ke tidak sebenarnya, doakan aku dipermudahkan urusan. Semoga sesi kedua, ketiga dan seterusnya tak lagi kalut, aku harap steady je bawak kereta Viva tu. Amin.