Bermimpi

First and for most. :) Salam.

I am currently on diet, the same, exact thing I'll be doing for every semester break.

Before I get started, it seems to me that I have to tell you guys something regarding "to". Okay, here goes nothing. After using "to", you have to put the root words, basically. Yes, if you are using right sentences, you can use regardless of "-ing". For example, "I want to eat". It's correct. There's no chance of saying "I want to eating"! And  if you're smart to use "to", you'd get to differ when and how to use it. Example, "I'd kill when it comes to eating". See the difference? If you do, you're good!

Back to my story.

Alhamdulillah. I think the cat is out of the bag. Yes, I have been officially promoted to the Dean's list section.

 I have waited for so long to be on the list at least once. I keep praying and praying and now the time has come. After 5 semesters of hardworking and effort, Alhamdulillah, Allah listened to my doa and granted it. I keep praying five time a day so that I can convey my wishes to Allah. After that, I let Allah do the rest.

One of my goals in life is that I really want make my family proud. And if I can get that, a big part of my life is already a success.

Talk about this, I have always been fascinated to grab the Dean's list. It is a lie if anyone says that they never have wanted it. To make it short, I am glad to have it and I will try harder for the upcoming semester. Alhamdulillah again, this is going to be my last semester. I hope everything is shifting on the right track.

Bermimpi...

I don't know how to express my feelings then without any warning, I personally believe that blog is the best place.

I don't like to grieve myself but I should probably start dreaming the impossibilities. Maybe it will turn out to be reality. As what I have storied above, I know it was impossible for me to grab the Dean's but what the hell? I got it with tons of prayers. Allah listens, trust me! *I know I shouldn't put what the hell over there at the first place.*

So, there are impossible things I have been dreaming lately.

First, I have sent an instant message to Miss Sarah to convince her to remain me in the same class. I also had mentioned that it is not my intention to sure that I will be in Section 1 because the result that I got blaaa.. blaaa.. blaaa.. but at some point, you just have got to go and state what you want if you see it best for your own and future. And lucky me, she seems to give me a green light. Now, my time to convey this wish to Allah.

The main reason, no others as big as this reason is because I hate competitive class. I know you guys may think that competition is good whatsoever but I really am comfortable now to stay in this class. 

She also replied "InsyaAllah, I tak tukar". yahooooooo!

So, I hope it is a success.

Second, this is a larger than life of big impossible too. I plan to go to Australia or UK to continue my studies after I complete my diploma. I told my mother about this, since having a scholarship is a big NO for me. At least you need to score CGPA of 3.4 but it seems to me that I have a slight problem of it. What to do? I suggested to apply for loan like I did for diploma. They (my family) seem okay about it.

Then I came across of thinking that it may cost a lot of money.

They told me "Duit boleh cari. Kau belajar saja". I bawled my eyes out!

They made me strength to go abroad by saying that they cannot send me but will be there when I am about to graduate etc. You know what? That makes me so excited to study abroad. But you know they say that every cloud has a silver lining. And if it is not happening, then I should not give up and continue here in Malaysia. 

Plus, it is not easy. The procedures, examinations must be tough. Like I said, I dream the impossibilities. If it happens, I will go for it. 

By the way, I got the Dean's List by a tiny margin. That is why I don't want it to be exposed to everybody. I know somehow, somewhere, someone MIGHT say this "Alaaaaaaaa, maybe it was a fluke he got the Dean's". Well, I talk and they talk. I do not know, maybe.

Okay, I think it is enough. Till then, Assalamualaikum. See you soon...

P/S : And Siti Aisyah Zainal, please remind me to belanja you anything you want at Komasa. I already made a promise to myself if I get an A for BEL313, I need to belanja you since you helped me printing the articles. You remember, don't you?

I am back and hmmmm..

Salam to all of you.

I have no idea why I am posting this entry. It has been awhile since the day I posted my last entry in March, well 9 months to be exact.

I have nothing to do for now, I want to give my thought about English. Yeah! Puke people, puke all over right now! " Look at him! He tries to show off about something he rather does not competent. Let's cover our ears" Laugh people, LAUGH! Sorry, that's the only thing I wonder whether these people would do when they read my blog.

About last week, Kemahiran Insaniah programme. I adore when the students were participated for the mocking interview held by the facilitators. No, I hate the interview part but I loved listening to their comments especially when they were required to state their comments in English. This really caught my eyes for sure. I'd kill to see how competent they're to ever compare with me   when it comes to speaking in front of the audience.

No offense but hmm.. How am I going to say? I am not saying that I am the best but ahhhh I should give it a rest. I am not trying to condemn or bury you alive but the persons that did a great job were Kak Farah and Raidah. The rest were trying to ...... AHHHHHH! You know what, I really want to slap them across the face and say "Hey you! Wake up! It's not that hard to learn English or even communicate." 

I am going to stop here. I believe whoever reads this will get mad. 

Just Do Not Cross The Line!

Hi and Assalamualaikum.
Wow, it has really been awhile we haven't met each other. Like who cares? No one reads my blog. :/


Happy March, people. :)


Now, back to my title. 


This semester has been a really great Roller Coaster for me. The ups and downs are just well being good and frustrating. There are lots of tickled moments and worst nightmares to be adapted. But, for someone like me, I really have no idea where is the right time to adapt things that I have been through though. This is a thing that I hate the most when I have to think and choose the perfect time. THAT ONE TIME!.


I really want to talk about all the frustrations that I had for this semester. I had a lot, I mean A LOT of frustrations. You guys might think that I shouldn't be posting about this at the first place but it's just too much to handle. 


I would not mention any name or what had happened here and that is my promise. I just want to emphasize what I had this pass weeks or months or whatsoever.


It hurts me when everybody did not want to show at least a little bit of commitment. Was it hard for you so that you would have to sacrifice your life to give me just a small commitment? What hurts more when I was the only one who busted my ass off like hell to think, clarify, find, choose, message, inform, run, everything to get something done? Really people?


I got my mood swing. I even did not talk that much, I did not eat that much, and I did not sleep that much because of thinking about everything. I swear to God, I just prepared for any consequences to come. I even had a backup for anything to come!


Now I'm going to talk some trash. You better listen.


I mean come on! What makes you dominate? Certain people, have their destiny to disrespect me! But the worst of them all is all of you people. You seem to have a short memory, forgetting who I am and what I've done! All of the sacrifices I have made, whether tearing everything out of my knees, whether having blood and tears! But I have been abused every single time by you idiots! All sacrifices I made,I have been inspired and have tried my best to perform.


So, you're going to make my job very easy to forget about all of you people. That would be our last time cooperate in a team. I am sick and tired of being used! Enough is enough. I hate it when I was the only one who cared. 


What inspired me? My housemates. I was so lucky to have friends that can inspire me and be there for me whenever needed. They said that I was too kind. Yeah, literally, I go with them and figuratively, I am still the same. But I've changed now because next semester, I will never let you to be in my team. Ouchh, kinda hurt?


It took years for me to think about this. But there's nothing to bitch about at the moment.

I do not think that I'm giving up.
I HAVE HAD ENOUGH OF THIS!
I JUST CAN'T STAND IT ANYMORE.