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29 October 2017

The Miss-Forgetful + Miss-Grateful

Before I hit the sack, I just want to pen down everything that have been happening this past week. Im currently having my sem break, and its always good to be home. So many things happened, good and bad.

First, we got 2nd place for Inter-part Mooting Competition. It was indeed remarkable, it never crossed our mind to go to semi final, which only top 4 teams were chosen based on our marks. Second, it was in our wildest dream to actually made it to final, and alhamdulillah we actually made it to final !!! and placed as runner up was beyond amazing. The bond between my teammates and the coaches now are tighten, we are now a one big family. Im going to miss every single thing that we did for past three weeks, sad beautiful tragic I must say. But now, it took me forever to digest the fact that we won this competition, it was amazing and I hope this will embark my spirit more in my mooting journey. I really want to do something remarkable and significance in my life, and I hope with mooting, which I had set a place in my heart helps me to go through it inshaallah

Next, it still fresh in my mind how shitty I felt on the night after the first day of interpart, I ACTUALLY LEFT MY KEYS INSIDE MY ROOM, AND NO ONE WAS IN THERE CAUSE ALL MY ROOMATES WERE IN THEIR HOMETOWN ALREADY. I was in all merry, lighthearted mood while walking to my room when suddenly while standing in front of the door, scouting for the keys inside my bag, I remember not bringing any keys with me while going out that morning. I pinch the door knob countless times with high hopes that the door will magically opened, but to no avail. I smashed it, pinch, smashed, pinch, and then .. tired and scared..I literally sit against the door, cover my face and started crying. I took out my phone, inform my teammates that I cant enter my room, I made a voice note and all of them actually can detect my shaky voice. I just cant hide it anymore, leaving a key behind is definitely a too much for me. Plus, we had semi final on the next day, and I must not become the one who will drag the team down tomorrow, I must help aina my teammate who we had agreed on to submit on the next day by doing some bit research. I must focus, I must not distracted ! I try to be compose myself, be in my character, I started thinking for solutions. I called my floor wing capten, but was greeted by the phone operator voice. I try again and again but hm. Grshhhh why you must not pick up the phone at this dire moment ?!!! kalau dalam group whatsapp laju pulak !!!!!!!!!

Adriana and shiffa came help. I love you girls so much, adriana, stupidly trying to smash the door with her body, YOURE GOING TO INJURED YOURSELF BABY PLUS THATS NOT HELPING AT ALL !!! and shiffa already in her pyjama and piece of clothe (?) covering her head went down to the guard post to inform regarding the incident. And luckily the guard gave her the number of srk (not shah rukh khan, just warden) who was on duty on that night. Im very thankful en zahirudin was such a nice person, he said the only option left was kopak the pintu, but nothing can be done on that night cause its too late already. But the warmth of his voice and his comforting words really calm me down a bit, and I started to feel better. I decided to sleep in shiffa’s room on that night, try to forget for a moment on what had happened, showered, pray and went down to bilik bacaan to help aina. I was a bit carefree at the moment cause im not the one who will submit for semi final, but the least I can do was helping aina out as much as I can. It was almost 11.30 and both of us decided to go to sleep, it was a super long day and we have to get a quality sleep for semi final, and probably final perhaps :) so we packed, wish each other goodnight and walked to our room respectively.

It was 12.30 am something when someone knocked on the door and luckily shiffa opened it, my vision was blurry, but I believe it was aina asking me to check my phone, then she walked away. Sleepy, I checked my phone, 4 misscalls, from my coach, it was nami. Gulp


Im lost for words. I told nami what had actually happened, and how tired and shitty and distracted I felt at the moment. But again, another warmth voice, comforting voice echoed in my ears on the breezy morning, he told me to fuck everything else, both he and abs hv high faith in me even when I doubt myself. I nod, then I agreed to it. I set my alarm to 4am, losing myself in my own train of thoughts, and finally asleep

And again I thank Allah for all the blessings, won semi final round, made it to final, winning 2nd placed. And thats the end of it :) about my keys, alhamdulillah on that night they sent me the technician, he kopak the door and gave me a replacement key. I packed my stuff, with music blasting, took a shower, and carrying all my stuff to Una’s room cause im sleeping there. 4.30 am, requested an uber ride, off to kl sentral. My ets scheduled on approxximately 7am.

So yeah, I went home bringing my winning trophy, proudly shoved it in front of my mom and safiya as soon as I entered the car. Day by day, everything was good and normal, except on Thursday when I went to bank rakyat to claim my debit card, and later that night I realize my IC wasn’t there in my wallet. I panicked. Shit happening again ofcourse I freaked out. Why I tend to misplaced everything?? why I am so clumsy and careless ?? why I always burdening myself and most importantly, other people? Shit happens, I know, but when it hapenned frequently, I almost couldn’t forgive myself. In the end, yea I actually left it at the counter at bank rakyat, luckily the staff kept it for me. Phewh.

29/10/2017  7.11 pm

So.. hello back, again I want to pen down one of the most incredible thing that had happened to me recently. Oh anyway, I have MLS and Consti test tomorrow, and guess what, im studying the wrong lecture slides, no wonder they looks too simple. Dammit

Ok whatever, before I shove my head into the books, I want to remember yesterday. I went to moot audition. Its an audition to become a mooter, and soon will be competing in Namco/Vis competition according to your ranks. I went to the audition, even though I doubt myself. Ive been contemplating whether I should go or not, bcs my greatest concern is of course - time management. Im afraid I will neglect my studies, which should be my priorities. But I went it anyway cause I want to give my best shot. I had prepared everything few day before, I helped one of my friend who slightly had no experience in mooting almost every night, I went to practice submit in front of other coach, I try to record myself submitting and gradually improve from it. I practised answering questions that had been asked by my coaches before during training. I thought they were all not suffice cause I myself were not in a serious mood, im just doing it for the sake of not want to look dumb in front of the judges during audition later on.

So, a lot of people came to the audition, I myself as usual, feel intimidated by everyone. I almost packed my things to go home cause I swear im gonna jinx myself again in the audition room. My turn was 11, and they were all 35 people in the room so I finish pretty early. During the audition, I think I was pretty good, I answer their questions quite well, my voice projection were good, and it seems like they impressed with me. I swear I wasn’t expecting that, why it never happen to me while I submit during 1st round and semi final during interpart where there were many eyes on me ??? hahah kidding. So after my turn was over, we stayed in the waiting room for a while, and then we decided to go have breakfast+lunch+dinner (yes I hadnt eat all day) outside. That was when, my head started spinning and aching like hell. I feel like vomitting at the moment. I only had two suap nasi ayam lemon, finished my syrup lemon and instantly went back to faculty. We took Grab on the way there, and my friends forced me to just go back to college to rest, cause it seems like my headache was worsening, which it really was. While they went straight to the faculty for the announcement of the result.

I personally don’t really mind what my rank was, bcs I knew I had already gave my best. Went into my room, change clothes, took shower and go straight to sleep, I can actually feel my body temperature increasing and I started breathing fast. It was so cold. I intend to sleep for two hours, wake up next to check my phone for any updates. But jeez, I only slept for one hour when i realized it was shiffa in front of my room talking to my roomate, then the door closed and she went away. My sight were vague, and im too weak to call her back. So I reached for my phone, in case the results were already out


It was a great, amazing day. And oh yeah, please pray for my health, it seems worsening these days plus I have two test tomorrow and I must kill those two. Thanks for reading !

4 October 2017

moot moot

Phew, it took quite some time for me to summon all my mental capacity and overcome my sloth to try and get back in my writing grooves. It was really hard to be zoned out, put aside the piles of assignments and mooting stuff and pending meetings, I am glad that im finally a bit carefree at this moment, I'm currently perched on a seat, cancelling out the noise in this computer section in library with Kuizz's Silences ft Haneri.. It has been so long since the last time I properly pen down my thoughts here, my greatest escape from reality! 

Really, my life has been such whirlwind since the weekend escapade I had with diana and syahidah, when, out of nowhere came to meet me here in shah alam. It was a great meet-ups even though just for a couple of hours, but it was suffice enough to cure my homesick, at least theyre like the closest ’home’. Oh and also want to remember the kl trip I had with shiffa to kl previously on Friday (guys it had been two weeks), it was really really fun even though it was tiring cause we walked a lot around the city, but shiffa who has breadth of knowledge regarding public transport had showed me on how to use them, bought tokens at the tokens machine, ride mrt (highlight of the trip !), go to different stations and the feelings when u walked out of the stations and the view of different skyline looming ahead, exciting ! the best part about it is im experiencing so many firsts with my bestfriend, my first time eating Kyochon, my first time riding Mrt, my first time visiting Duck store which I have always wanted to visit, my first time wandering aimlessly around the city, just us and the world, commitments-free

Kuala Lumpur

Shah Alam


Well, the carefree-ness does not last long, so couple of days before I have been thinking of joining Interpart Mooting Competition which was held by the law faculty. I think it was a great platform for me to delve more in the world of legal practices, even though im still in my first semester. But the exposure is crucial right, so that when you know a lot of things in the course you’re taking, the knowledge you have will carve the path for you to achieve your goals and your dreams. It will become the catalyst, driving force for you to pursue it, so I think I want to give myself a chance to be out of my comfort zone, it has been so long since the last time I involve in a competition, the trepidation, the anxiety, I feel like im ready for it. Plus, it’s a team competition, so one team will be competing another team, which I think was cool cause at least i have to share the burdened with the others hahaha

But guys, I was wrong. I was wrong from the beginning, from the time I have thought about this competiton, from the time I first set my foot here, from the time I accepted the law degree offer, from the time I was borne, I was COMPLETELY wrong. It has been almost two weeks, and it was a one of the hellish ride I have ever experienced in my life. I woke up everyday with anxiety thinking about my submissions still lacking, the moment when your coaches gives homework during the training and demand them on the same day, spent the whole night doing research and walked to college from the faculty at subuh, skipping meals, lost count how many times I cried thinking how dumb and lacking I was compared to the other teammates, the trepidation u felt in every training sessions cause u don’t want to upset the coaches cause u didn’t prepared well for it, spent hours in front of the screen scouting for cases and authorities to support my grounds, no more quality sleep even though my body was tired but end up sleeps two hours later, arduous training, mentally drained, socially deprived, it was goddamn the greatest plot-twist in my life so far. I wish I can penned down in detailed on the things I had experienced in my mooting journey, but I am so bad at it,  I hope it remains as one of the ‘sweetest’ memories I had here in my mind, hope so. and all in all, i am so proud of myself to do crazy things that i dont think i will be able to do before 

But on the good side, I feel like my teams and I have a good chemistry, well of course because we were classmates during asasi, but the bond just have tighten more. We were so closed especially the girls, very supportive towards each other, and always have backs on each other, including the coaches, Nami and Abs ! Nami was great, very kind and generous, he always bought us supper especially when we finished training at midnight, usually at 2am, and offer rides to our college cause its very far from the faculty. Abs, don’t mess with this girl. She’s a genius, very committed and I cant even imagine her ‘resting-bitch face’ she gave everytime during submissions, total nightmare. the moment she bombard you with questions during your submissions, that is when you started questioning your life. But I love her, she have myriad personalities which I really adore, she really committed, willing to abandon her free time to have training sessions with us even though we all know she was busy preparing for Boston, she always tired but we are her priorities, she spilled so much knowledge which were all helpful in improving our skills yada yada, she care for each and one of us, she’s like a loving sister to us, her advices and hugs were so comforting, really. Thank you didn’t suffice. Everytime I feel like giving up, I always think of them and their sacrifices and their faith in us, they have devoted and sacrifices a lot of things, and the least I can do is make them proud by winning this competition !

I think that is all for now, I wish I can spill more but I have another things to do so, thanks for reading, au revoir !

19 September 2017

half malay half zombie


finally im having the time to sit down (my MLS class was cancelled thank god) and am peacefully able to write in here again. syukur :') i am using the library's computer room now cause the internet connection here is better :') syukur again

this will be a very short one, im planning to start writing since the day of my arrival, but unable to do so due to so many things came up and need to be settled. it was so difficult to actually find my solitude here prolly because im always surrounded by people (read : kimi saikou clan). my first week here was smooth-sailing, albeit filled with sense of trepidation at the many assignments to come. my classmates are nice also, the lecturers are all okay so far. on the good side, im utterly grateful that all my classes start at 10 instead of the usual 8 back in asasi, which is good cause i actually can prepare myself for classes on that day better

on the other hand, i have to be honest, this place is totally an opposite to uitm dengkil. i grimaced once i entered the hostel booths for college registration, the surrounded buildings are so old, and gory.  i know back in dengkil we were spoiled so good with new buildings, good food, comfy rooms. i dont know if im going to like it, but if i hv another options. my roomates, are alhamdulillah fine, as long as they pray 5 times a day, recite quran and .. hygienic, im okay. and dont get me started with the toilet

The past few days have been chaotic and tiring, I don't know if I'm the one who feels tired almost all the time or we all do. I'm just counting the days to the next public holiday so I could take a break. The thing is, I loathe weekdays so much I wish they don't exist. Lol kidding, of course they are fine. It's just that I have so many things to do on weekdays that makes me hate them. Sigh, I can be such an ungrateful homosapien at times. Sorry, I don't mean it. I am just tired.

so highlight of last week were.. okay i will start with tuesday, yeah it was insanely crazy and full of anxiousness + intimidation. to be honest, i think my nightmare came true, i totally jinxed myself on my first day (technically), since there was nothing we did on monday except for student registration and lunch and..went back to the hostel. so, TUESDAY, it was our first day to enter classes, met new classmates and lecturers and new environment. i remember the morning, me and shiffa went to HEA, bcs i need to check my Third Languange class, i dont know which class i had applied cause there was a problem with the system at the time im applying. i really hope it was Mandarin. so to be safe, i need to confirm it with the staff there, i need them to check it for me. end up, the staff was raising her voice at me which, oh fuck reminiscing it makes me want to puke, she was so rude and has no manner at all. there was a misunderstanding, she clearly confused with my question &  just humiliated me in front of other students who also queued at that time, i wish to disappeared into thin air at that time. but all in all, at least i know i actually in Arabic class, fine, i took it up anyway (as if i have other better options like arguing with her clearly on-her-period self)

wednesday, there were no class cause we have to attend a taklimat regarding the faculty, cocurriculum clubs (met cute seniors) yada yada, im grateful i was with my friends from asasi, we literally laugh snorts and tears throughout the whole day, i dont know how we find everything funny, but im thankful at least i can forget the HEA nightmare the day before. oh i forgot to mentioned, this university is really..big. i mean the place. there was no walking distance if u want to go to faculty or mosque or even..the bus stop. everything is so far from my hostel, even if u walk u will end up find a place to actually sit down and sip half of the mineral water bottle to quench the thirst and calm down. plus, the traffic condition here were bad, many cars and busses.  the roads were hilly, and u need to take the bus to go...almost everywhere. and there were so many times my friends and i were actually chose walking over riding a bus to the college, to the library, be it under the merciless scorching hot sun or wet rainy days. then you know the reason of why i usually go offline past 11, i always get quality sleep these days
wet and cold :(

i barely remember on what happened on thursday and friday, but i think theyre fine. hahahah. on weekends our schedule were also packed, on saturday we had a curriculum talk, but it was until 12 only. on sunday we had Moot workshop (i know right, my seniors were so flash) which lasted the whole day. it was a looooooooooooonnnnggggggg week right?


ending this post, i need u guys to pray for my studies and my well-being here, i hope everything runs smoothly throughout the whole semester. im still having trouble adjusting myself to the new environment, i know i will faced a big problem if i still cant adapt to all these firsts, but yeah i hope everything went well as i planned. and also, im really sorry, my writing has becoming so rusty, it's been a while since the last time i read a book (aside law books ofcourse).

and, i .. really really miss my little sister, safiya

miss waking up to this :(

ok now im going to take a nap cs im so freaking tired and sleepy. au revoir !

8 August 2017

All things Bright and Beautiful

After practically 3 months of not utilising my brain, my writing skills has becoming so rusty. You can tell by reading my latest posts (starting from..May?), albeit working part time at Shukor & Co for 3 consecutive months, which i admit twas the most productive 3 months of my life, it somehow doesnt helped me to be more intellectual in person. My mind works at a snail pace with it still remaining in hibernation mode. I need to change the way I live & engaging myself with more interpersonal/basic at-home skills- be a morning person, do more outdoor activities/gardening, help with house chores/cooking, less spent on my phone, spend more time with safiya, keeping my stuff clutter-free, read more non-fiction books, et cetera

Look at me, alive and Chicking

A little life update - i got accepted into Law school

For the first time in my life, i wasnt really thrilled about it. A plethora of emotions suffocated me at a time. I was grateful, it was my first choice after all. Some of my acquaintances didnt even get into their first choices. Some didnt even get to enter a university/educational institutions for their tertiary studies. I hope everything is at ease for them. All those hours road journey to Kl for an interview which only lasted approximately 15 bloody minutes, money spent along the way, physical and mental fatigue we felt, especially my dad who obviously didnt have enough rest due to heap of works he had in his office, it was all paid off, thank you didnt suffice !

The only thing that bothered me is im still unsure of my decision, i remember the scruples i had in studying law during my foundation. The rigours, the challenges that i had to tackle made me realise that it certainly isn't for the wishy-washy, weak-minded (cough*me*shrugs). And i dont know if im ready for the 2nd round, devoting my soul for another 4 yrs in this course. All in all, i eventually took it up. Ive come all the way for this, and i hope i enjoy my degree life as much as i enjoy my sem breaks, with EXCELLENT & CONSISTENT GPA, SUPPORTING MATES & FINANCIALLY STABLE WITHOUT BURDENING MY PARENTS MUCH & CREATING MORE MEANINGFUL MEMORIES AS A STUDENT. I believe if He has designed this path for me, it is really for me, He knows im able to do this. All i need is having faith in myself, give myself chance to do things out of my comfort zone, teach myself to not afraid of people expectations, always give best shots at everything which overall, focusing more in investing in myself. 

Here’s some quotes i live by, I dont remember where i read it, but it slightly sounds like this

The road you're trudging now may seem uphill. Keep trudging it. You will be able to strut proudly later on.


Remember what strength is? Strength is when you do not give up when everyone else expects you to do so.

I believe some of you had read those somewhere, i also do the same until now i realize how impactful those words in my dreading situations right now.

Feeling good? now lets hop into some less stress-inducing matters

Yesterday i went through all my old photos in the laptop, the 7 yrs old me, the 9 yrs old me, the 11 yrs old me, the 14yrs old me. I feel so content looking at those, childhood memories suddenly flooding my mind, and i cant resist keeping them to myself, regardless how ugly i looked back in 2010. I shared some of them with my closest primary school babes, Umairah and Sarah. From cursing each other to finally spill more memories which some i had forgotten ! It was fun, even though the conversation went virtually. It was so exciting when we discovered a lot more secrets of each other, our crush, boyfiends, boys we hate, girls we hate, how we managed to get boyfiends/secret admirers looking like that...hahahaha. We were so wild during those days, so carefree :D Did i mentioned our old photos? ohmygosh we looked adhoribble 

2017 us !

2010. what the actual..yes we looked adhorrible

It all started with one photo...which was the photo above

 their reactions are priceless, sarah is the most polite/naive among us, she just utter the f word hahahaha
 I will just share the highlights of our conversations. reminiscing our kafa days !

we used to have a lot of squabbles with boys, it even involved physical fights haha. Girl power, when its the boys' turns to attack, we ran into girls' toilet/prayer room to save ourselves. Genius.

Here goes the naughty part, reminiscing our lovey-dovey days. Imagine, we were only in standard 4, and already exchanged love letters with the boys in standard 6 ! It was in 2008 ! I couldve slapped the so-called innocent 10 years old me xD

see? one of the hottest standard 6 boys just asked sarah to date 

we were so wild and badass during those days, no wonder we always got vicious look from girls seniors, and i still remember one of them even spilled to a discipline teacher my relationship with one of the hottest standard 6 boy (even girls from other school want to date him!) after the news spread, we eventually became the talk of the whole school. fortunately the teacher didnt take action, or informed my parents, maybe because my grades were good, not even declining even though i was busy exchanging letters with him ! hehe

i couldnt exposed the rest of the conversations bcs a lot of names were involved & also a lot of humiliating experience were shared!

now, i realized i had an amazing childhood memories, we were so fun, yet carefree. we went thru ups and downs together, joys and tears, it was actually sad that i had lost contact with majority of us. however it feels more awkward to start everything from the beginning again, cause nothing will be the same. i promised with all my might, i hope the current friendship i had with all my friends and loved ones, will always strengthen from time to time, blossoming until death separates us.

USA, i still remember vividly how the 12 years old Umairah, Sarah and me creates the abbreviation of us. we came up with the name while sashaying to the canteen, for lunch break ! Ha-ha

29 July 2017

To all the boys ive loved before

not a long time ago, she told him, 'i really wanna dance with you. not the crazy-fun-jumping-around kind of dance. but the slow kind. the one where i can just cling on to you. my hands wrapped around your neck, and your big hands placed just right around my waist. our bodies, tight, against each other. our bodies moving according to the rhythm. synchronized, slow dance. our favorite songs on speaker.  just us, in the moment. how vivid and beautiful'

thus she made a list of songs she could dance to with him, if that day ever comes. but when it suddenly did, she was flustered. nervous, excited, a plethora of emotions suffocated her at once. she trusted her guts and chose three songs, randomly. they just came into her mind. and she just realized that they were perfect. absolutely perfect for the first dance.

3 blissful months

remember my last two posts back in early may when i said im going to blog more about my working experience in a legal firm in a week or two?


it was truly an amazing ride, first, now i had a taste of what the legal profesion entails. preparing NoDs, summons, e filing, how important legal diary is and yada yada. from zero knowledge on legal stuff until now alhamdulillah i feel some sparks of interest burning in myself in law, course that inshaallah i will devoted my soul in for 4 yrs ahead.

well the result will be out on thursday, 3rd august (thanks Megat for constantly reminding annoyed me with the date), hopefully things will turn out the way i planned, but i believe His are better.

other than that, i am utterlyimmensely SO SO GRATEFUL that i hv such an awesome officemates. sumpah, kat firm lain susah nak rasa atmosphere macam ni. In the morning we usually had some carefree banters while having breakfast, not in the pantry but at our own desk. It was a great kickstart to a busy day! Kak Su will play misteri jam 12 (its from a singapore radio station, Ria Fm if im not mistaken) just to feels some chilly vibes while fingers gracefully dancing on keyboards and eyes fixated on the screen. its funny when suddenly theres an audio recording of the ghosts voice and we will stop doing what we were doing and listen to it attentively, when it started to sound ridiculous we will laugh like a maniac. sometimes Casey the pengacara for that misteri jam 12 also will play some weird sounds of ghost laughing or moaning etc and all of us were like...*facepalm* cause we think casey go overboard haha. i miss their chuckles and jokes we made every single day

done with a few horror stories, its Kak Mira's turn to play some songs of our choice (yes kak mira ni macam dj dalam office, request je lagu apa pun) from youtube. Kak Su lah paling banyak request hahahah. Surprisingly her favourites were always from 20th century vibes !  Some of them that i love the most were Air Supply- Making Love out of Nothing at All, Oh Carol (cant remember whos the singer), Backstreet Boyss songs, Celine Dion - Alive. Kalau haritu kitorang tengah high (high means we were sleepy) Kak Su will request songs from Cleopatra Stratan, a Spanish kid back in 2000s that used to be Kak Su's fav jams during her high school years. Obviously the songs were in Spanish. But i enjoyed it, u guys can google her and listen to some of her songs. My suggestion - Ghita & Zunea Zunea. Trust me this kid is great. Also Kak Su's fave was Maher Zain, Medina cause she said the kid's voice in that songs is like me, trust me i was treated like a 6 yr old kid there. Friday, Islamic talks (ceramah) will blasted out of the radio. Add on some nasyid songs also, cause its friday..

Sometimes Kak Mira will just play the radio, usually Era Fm, Sinar or Hot fm. kalau keluar je lagu aiman tino semua cakap 'ha ni kawan hang tengah menyanyi ni tasnim' and my usual replies will always be 'HA TU LA ADIK KAK MIRA SEMUA LAGU LELEH'

disclaimer : if youre from North side of Msia u will understand the dialogue above

Me ? Being the youngest i feel its better to just follow the flow. Dont get me wrong, theres no seniority stuffss there. Tapi i feel like since im the youngest i should hv some attitude there. Kak Su is in her mid 30s, same with the rest of them. But i still download my Spotify app in my computer at my own cubicle, because when i feel like i dont want to listen to the songs played by them, i will just play mine. Other than poking each other, Facebook junkie these two, Kak Su and Kak Mira always shared funny videos by tagging me along. Im now into facebook guys, bye twitter u lame

My boss in my department was En Amir, a very very down to earth in person, never scold me even when i make numerous mistakes, even repeating it on the next day. He gave a lot of advices, guide me a lot in tasks im assigned to. He even give tips for my interview (refer my last post) and always wishing me luck and also follow up with my life updates. He was like a father to me there, very soft-spoken and cool man. He always on and off from court and office, also treats his staff kindly, the other day he brought red, ripes rambutans from his grands' dusun, i almost finish them all by myself

Hahaha besides En Amir, En Amirul was also one of my bosses, hes the one who always give me difficult tasks with difficult instruction that took me almost days to digest how to do it. But hes really kind and genuine, and of course full of jokes, love to tease people esp kak su. my laugh box probably be very exhausting by now due to too much laughing for 3 months consecutively

Lastly, two boys who were 5yrs older than me by mistakes whose i never adress them as Abang Megat and Abang Shahrul but 'HANG AKU' only when talking to each other. Other than non stop collab with each other annoying me with their never ending rants and silly jokes, they also questioning me on why i took law instead of Masscom, i can be like mira filzah, or since im kayu i can be like fattah amin. Rude. These are the types of people who always making me doubt myself and my decision. Shouldnt even exist

ok back to business, theyre just chambering students there. and also i always look up into them when it comes to degree studies and what not, they always shared their amazing experience. side jokes tu common la even tengah serious talk pun sempat lagi buat lawak. Shahrul, he's damn hard-working, always offer to help, currently on diet. Megat, i hv so many things to talk about this guy. He's snobbish, swine, always late, careless, snarky & has weird taste in music -some of them are good i cant deny. other than that, hes sweet sometimes (the way he talked to his girlfriend otp got me dead like wtf is this the real u), cares a lot, shares a lot, witty, kind-hearted and f hard-working, always stay back in the office when there are shitloads of work. Hes enthusiast and strong coffee, body wired with energy, fond of intellectual discussion, always talks about new stuff, good movies and introduce new musicWe either engage in carefree banters or intelligent debates. Lately i hv so many names, Cenim, Nanim was the name he called me cs he said its manja (this time i wished i was dead). Also care about my future undertakings, he also once helped me with my upcoming interview, and keep up to date with degree intake results which happens to be next week. I couldve thanked him forever for that. You'll never read this but, i pray the best for you in the future

Thats all i could share here, there were so many things i wanted to share but im afraid they were confidential and quite a privacy, id rather keep them to myself. Wrote this down cause my sentimental+forgetful arse will definitely read this again in the future. Such a peak to an olden days is fascinating right? Now that im currently unemployed, anticipating for the upcoming result day, i will definitely miss the working vibes.

Till next post <3 (probably next three months) lmao

Au revoir

12 June 2017

Feet dont fail me now


I'm not gonna apologize for the little hiatus since my last post because there's no words to express the limbo of thoughts that I've been a captive of. Right now, certain things (actually just this one thing) in my personal life isn't going swimmingly well, however I was finally able to pry myself out of bed for something a little more productive today.

I had interview for degree in law two days ago

Alhamdulillah, things going just fine. I have confident that i will be accepted to uitm law school, but yes, Allah plans best. I will just keep on praying. However of course there was a time, especially when i was driving alone, i will think back about life. Like, i was wrong since the beginning. Or to be specific, why did i even choose law. i shouldve be a doctor instead, a pharmacist or anything else. Well its just 1 of 1000 things that ive been thinking about these past few weeks. naahh, lets just sink that in :'))

Things are just, wrong. since the beginning.


sincerely, the overthinking anis tasnim <3

Anyway, I had iftar together with syahidah yesterday, technically it was our last meeting before she will getting hitched. There are so many things we had catch up yesterday, we talked about life, future, a little bit of gossiping. She never changed, i mean, us. We still did all the silly things like we used to do. Like yesterday, we drop by at 7E just to take SELFIES and after that pretending to buy mineral waters to cover up our silliness. LOL.

 The separation, was a bit sad, especially when she said 'our next meeting, will be on my wedding day'. it was ... sad

well, adios and salam ramadhan everyone xx !!