Showing posts with label achievement. Show all posts
Showing posts with label achievement. Show all posts

28 March 2018

Namco

Helo

Recently, we won Namco. And now im having a hangover. I miss mostly everything




mandatory toilet selfie






marina
Mia
pretty mia
The night before the competition
pakcik and his babies
Una
my family here.

life update : im going to china in july for student exchange programme. gonna be great.
and heres syahidah in china recently. She told many great things there so i cant wait for it actually

and here's me and shiffa on a beautiful wednesday eating free bowl of cereals with milk

au revoir

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

THEY WANT ME TO SUBMIT FOR SEMI FINAL !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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.

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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


I SWEAR IM LOST FOR WORDS. IM BEYOND HAPPY AND EVERYONE WAS SHOCKED AND CONGRATULATE ME AND PROUD OF ME. IT WAS A GREAT FEELING. LIKE..WOW I FEEL LIKE EVERYTHING WAS PAID OFF, THE STRUGGLE MAY LOOK SIMPLE AND NOTHING BUT THEY ACTUALLY WORTH IT. MY COACHES TOO WERE DAMN PROUD OF ME, NOBODY THOUGHT I COULD HOLD 2nd PLACE OVERALL, ME MYSELF TOO.





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 !

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.

and

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




 I LAUGHED SNORTS AND TEARS AT THIS. SARAH GAVE HER HOME PHONE NUMBER TO HER CRUSH, IN 2008, I RATHER DIE
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

3 February 2017

DIY Lipstick Organizer

Im broke guys, seriously. this past few days i had been on and off from kiosk bertam and my grandma's house. kiosk bertam because i made frequent visit to Watson and Guardian to buy some makeup and beauty care stuffs etc etc. my beauty stuff obsession is currently at its prime, guys. rip my money. also, went to grandma's house quite often this week bcs safiya (my little sister) always wanted to play with her all time ultimate favourite play mate qamarina (my 5 yrs old cousin). and also my grandma always invited us to have lunch at her house so yeah. so today i made a decision to stay at home and enjoy my time of my life while it stills because im going back to dengkil tomorrowwww ! and the fact that i havent completed my assignments .. yada yada just make it worse.

back to business, yesterday while i did spring cleaning my room, ive came out with an idea of making a DIY lipstick organizer after i saw this few boxes. and today it is done !



i found out this two boxes are suitable to be used as a lipstick organizer according to their shapes. so i decided to paint it in white. it took me two days because i apply thick layer of the paint so that when it dries, the brown colour of this box will be fully covered. also to make it looks bouncy and creamy like a whip cream (?)  



left this outside under the sun for half day


tadaaaa


ready to be used ! i left half of my lipstick in college, so i put other stuffs first



yeayyy super productive dayy and ofcourse the satisfaction is higher when you the one who made it. this one is very effective and can be used for a longer time tho. it may be imperfect, flaws here and there but hey, give a pat to yourself because you made it. very cost-saving tho


the satisfaction face. plus, loving the warmth of morning sunkiss

oh and also one of  my recent purchase at Watson is Good Virtues Co Day Cream Moisturizer. I was overwrought looking at the packaging and grab it to the counter without any hesitation. also because ive read many reviews regarding it and it works pretty fine on them. the price also pretty affordable for its beautiful packaging and also the moisturizer comes with pump ! all moisturizer need to have pump guys !



also contain habbatus sauda (black seed) which made me eager to try it on because ive never tried any product containing habbatus sauda before and i hope it works wonder on me and i will try to make a review of it by the end of this month ! stay tuned ;D

so yeah, i should stop here, my homeworks ARE waiting. overall, i feel bad because this post is quite short since i have so many things to share, but i still hope this post will inspire you to try making a lipstick organizer, or ANYTHING with ANY RECYCLED/REUSED stuff from your home, on your own ! it doesnt costs you a lot, i guarantee all the tools required will not burn a hole in your pocket. and also u can help saving the earth by recycling all this stuff into something new and convenient to be used for a longer time ! Score.

well, i will end it here. thanks for reading. Au revoir <3