I promise. I promise I'll get back on my feet after CNY.
Im just so lazy now.. very lazy. Very very lazy.Im not sure if it was the overly-hours-time-spent in lab, or was it just me... that i wasnt really so motivated for school.

Its pretty weird coz usually "first-days" of school were exciting. Like very so smngt to see new environment, learn new things. But I just didnt feel it last week. First day is just like any other day that I have to go to school. With just additional of goin classes apart from just lab.




Remember those times when ure so happy for sch? =)

oh well~

Dear all,
Finally, you are on your last lap of your undergraduate studies in NTU. Some of you have CGPA that are at the borderline of the next class of honours, while some of you are just above the cut-off, so you must continue to do well in this last semester to reach the next level or at least ensure you do not drop to the lower classification. I have seen all of you have registered your subjects well, and should not have any overload issues. Besides focusing on your FYP and your studies, you should also make plans on what you want to do after you graduate. If you plan to further studies, you should look at the available choices. If you plan to work, you should start sending your resume. If you want to have a chat with me, feel free to drop by. All the best!


-My mentor




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awak awak... kiter tanak kerja boleh....? =D

Hey you!
yeah u. you who made heads turn when u walk down the hallway.

I wonder how it is like to be you. yes you.

Thursday morning. SGH.

Inguinal Hernia

This will be dad's third tummy operation in less than one year.

Hope it'll be fine for all the better.
I love u Abah.
Ure awesome!



I, on the other hand, is now feeling sooooooooo PMS-y. I still feel extremely tired despite having 12 hrs sleep last night. All I want now is
- painkillers
- more sleep

please be nice and dont spoil my good mood. The hormonal change is already more than enough.
THANKS!

Wahai kawan,

Berlembut lah ketika bicara.
Beralas lah ketika berkata.

Tak perlu bermaki hamun.
Tak perlu berkata kasar.

مَنْ كَانَ يُؤْمِنُ بِاللهِ وَالْيَوْمِ الآخِرِ فَلْيَقُلْ خَيْراً أًوْ لِيَصْمُتْ،

siapa percaya Allah dan hari akhir, hendaklah dia berkata baik atau diam. (Bukhari Muslim)





Like seriously, I dont get it why most guys (and some girls) just have to end their sentences with sial, siak, sak, siot. Whatever those words mean, they just dont sound nice to me. What more all those makiS in various languages u know. They're far from plesant. Im sorry but they just turn me off.


On a happier brighter note,






Im coming home babies!!~ <3

I heard the girls giggled. Giggled when they're signing the guestbook. In front of them were photos of the bride. The bride was ugly. She looked as though she has moustache at the upper lips. Her make-up was horrible and she was sweating. And this was captured in the photo.

And the bride was me.

I on the other hand, saw the giggling girls felt so sad that my heart skipped a beat. I knew I looked horrible. I wasn't a beautiful bride. I had purple lipstick on me. Purple lipstick and cream dress. And my hair was messy. I looked so ugly that even the groom walked ahead and didn't wait for me to walk together. Perhaps he was too embarrassed that I wasn't beautiful.

Then my sis told me that Mom picked the make-up and outfit I was wearing. I was so sad that I had to obey what mom wanted despite looking so horrendous. I went around to salam all the guest. When the guests stared at me one of a kind, I started to cry.

Boo!

Thank God it was just a dream =)

A sad but funny dream isn't it? haha!
I always have this fear and worry of how I will look like when I become a bride one day. And probably this dream is an effect of seeing bridal photos showed by Zubaidah the day before. LOL.

dangs! too much berangan. tssssk!

It was a sad dream but thinking of it made me smile. :)

Nasi lemak buah bidara, sayang selasih hamba lurutkan. Hilang emak hilang saudara, kerana kekasih hamba turutkan.

So what does the pantun teaches us? Buang emak for your lover?

Buang mak? like really2 buang emak?

BLEARGH!!!

Fridays and Geylang.


2 consecutive fridays to geylang. It feels good to be able to shop for blouses for the new sem. Geylang is the best place to find affordable muslimah wear. =)
Mom personally doesn't like me wearing t-shirts to school. She will go "itu mengkal mengkol..........." n so on. Yah its in javanese. Go figure what it means!
So as much as I love picking up tshirts for sch coz Im just so lazy to dress up, I will TRY to lessen wearing tshirts to school. Perhaps only when Ive trainings yea? =D

Ok thats not the main story I wanna tell for this entry.

I wanna tell this story abt a makcik at Paya Lebar. There was this makcik, a complete stranger who approaches me, ranting out her sadness. A sad incident she just faced that day. She showed me a receipt, asking me whats written on it coz apparently she doesnt know how to read. It was a receipt of her salary.

As soon as she started tell me her story, quite a few things went through my mind. First thing first, she's a complete stranger. Why did she suddenly come up to me showing n telling things that're supposed to be confidential. Some more tell me about what happened at her work place.

I was initially quite frightened. I was thinking.. mana tahu la kan, ni another story mcm pat crime watch gitu. One person come talking to me to distract me, then suddenly another person come snatch something from me ke. Some more that day I was really super selekeh, and for goodness sake, I put my wallet n phone in an NTUC bag plastic gitu. Like masyaAllah, begitu malas nk siap and bawak handbag la kan.

I started to glance around me. And I thought maybe if there wasnt anyone who'll snatch stuff from me then this makcik mana tahu, is another hocus pocus makcik who will pukau me ke ape kan, so i tried my best not to look into her eyes directly.

But soon, I began to realize.. perhaps this makcik was harmless la. Coz she was trembling when she told me her story. It was a really sad story. Her facial expression was so sad that shes trying hard not to cry.

Her salary was supposed to be $350 but she only got $330 from her friend. She was so angry because her friend signed for her n took the money for her from the boss, but like sembunyik kn $20 gitu.

I started to ask and ask and soon there was a 2-way conversation. She works as a cleaner. The friend who took the money is the one who recommended her this job. She told me she's an ibu tunggal. She told me how susah and penat it is to carik duit. She has bills to pay, etc etc. Plus she doesnt stay nearby, she stays in Boon Lay.

My heart sank. Like really2 sank.
I guess she was really so sad that she has to rant it out.

but haaaa? why me?

I was thinking, on a positive note, agaknye la kan.. maybe I just look THAT approachable and friendly who can talk to anyone. teehee!

OR!

on a negative note, agknye.. maybe.. I look like just another makcik like her, so thats why when she saw me then like.. ahh! someone she can relate to!

haha!

U know, now I feel bad that all these thinking and monologue thing happened DURING the conversation. haha its like I didnt really concentrate but Im glad I understood what she was telling.

The whole incident sets me thinking. I wonder how my life will be when Im old.
Will I be like her? surviving as an ibu tunggal. Or will I be like my mom living happily ever after, or even better?

Allahu a'lam. God knows.

But friends, please, no matter how hard life is. No matter how difficult it is to survive. Tolong lah, jangan mencuri. Apa lagi ambil duit kawan sndiri..

Have a heart.

Allah tu Maha melihat. Dan Dia Maha Adil.

NTUsilat Camp.
The third, but the first. =)





And also the last.
Im glad Im part of it.
Alhamdulillah.

U remember the story 'A Walk to Remember'?



Ive read the book and watched the movie more than once for sure. Its one of my fav story. Yeah so u can expect it as another lovey dovey angan2 kind of story since its my fav.

In the story, the girl wears her grandma's sweater to school. She wears it because she loves her grandmother and its a gift from her. It was the grandma's initially i guess, because its kinda really old fashioned and kids these days wont ever wear such sweater.

So this girl being very sweet, nice, kind-hearted and all those positive attributes u can think of, still wears it to school despite being laughed at by friends.

So I was thinking, if you are in that kind of position, will you still wear it to school or wherever you u go elsewhere? And the thing is, you too think it doesnt look nice, and look pretty awful to wear it. But still, its a gift that you think you should treasure, coz its from someone you love.

Its kind of a dilemma I am in. And honestly, Im not sweet and nice as the girl in the story so thats why this dilemma comes in isn't it? There wont be any dilemma if Im already so nice and just wears it though it looks really... well erm.. yeah u get my point. rite?

Unlike the story, my case is not about sweater. Something more expensive - a ring. Yes a cincin. Years ago when I was smaller, my grandmother personally gave me her ring when I was in her room. So u can imagine some "ancient" ring if its hers since she was young I think.

Im not trying to make it sound so bad but its really not like those shimmering diamond or sapphire or ruby. Its yeah gold ring with this green batu. Yes green batu im not kidding. U cn picture something like those nyonya jade by now right. Something like that. But its not jade. My grandma is not nyonya. She's a pure breed javanese Nyai. Perhaps, during that era it was really so beautiful. But now..........

SO Then, I accepted it la ofcourse, because at that instance I didnt have the heart to kurang ajar-ly say "tak nak lah nyai".

But up to this date, never have I worn that ring.

SO the problem now is, at times she would ask me where's the ring and all. Guilty yes I know. And today, my mom asked me. So I guess my nyai has had asked my mom about the ring's whereabout. Gosh I think she really wonders what has happened to the ring.

Thing is, Im not the kind who puts on bangles/bracelets/rings every time. Im not an accessories-girl. My hands are most of the time bare. Number 1, because Im lazy. Very lazy to dress up. Number two, because Im not so used to wearing those, so to put them on can feel a lil bit odd. I know I will have to start somewhere in order to make myself feel used to it. But sigh, each time it'll feel very odd. Number 3 is because Im someone who has quite low self-esteem. I always feel that those accessories never look good on my hands. Sometimes I feel that my hands are not as halus, soft and fair like the hands of most girls around me. Its like whatever they put on their hands is just WOW. but me? nyehh... *tak lawa bukak balik*

So ni kira da kes macam, da lah tk suka pakai pape bande, then if dapat something like really2 wow cantek and kene with me then ok lah jugak kn.

Yah u got my whole story ryte?
I know we have to jaga hati orang tua and all... but like this.... how?

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I couldnt wait till Friday.
I couldnt wait till Friday that I returned home on Thurs. Home sweet royal majestic home. =D

Though Ive prepared 2 samples on Wed; one for Thursday experiment and the other for Friday. Guess I'll just have to discard it *shruggs*

To u my dear FYP, i'll get back to u when Im a lil bit stronger.
Im sorry I just couldnt take it being so alone in a house.
Like I said, perhaps when Im a lil bit stronger ok? =)

FYP now is more manageable. More bearable. Coz I have more control. I plan, we discuss and I do. Now thats better. I really hate those times when I had to do whatever's being instructed. Ive no control at all. U plan, I do. U plan I do. That was really horrible.

I didnt have any freedom for my holidays. So this time round... yeaaaaaah~ pls dont destroy it pls. =)

It feels good when I came to lab, and saw some other MSE mates in lab doing fyp too. Well atleast I know Im not alone. Im not the extra one who works hard during the holidays. Everyone just have to go through this super-heavy-time-consuming-mind-cracking-load for a year.

Whatever it is, I believe I should stop complaining coz it wont bring any good. It'll just make the mind hate sch so much. And when the mind has hated it so much, I tend to reject and everything will just go from bad to worse. Ive learned to accept hardship and believe that one day.. one fine day...I will see the light. Allah will help me, I know.

I really dont wish to do anything more my friend. Except one - doa.

Semoga umurmu panjang dan kembali ke pangkal jalan.
Ke pangkal jalan one day.

One fine day...