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Pep talk

Cliche as it sounds, how fast the time flies. My not-so-liveliness sem break has come to end. Frankly, I'm doing nothing much during this lengthy break. Yeah, I do have sort of pasca sem 1 plan(s) but you know, we always know that God has a better plan for all of us indeed. Things that I've done for this almost two months of sem break: attended numerous wedding invitations sat for MUET exam pay a visit to my schools (both in shah alam and seremban) lingered with my vavavoom intanians fam (also marked my another first at seoul garden) catch up session and impromptu dates with my girls family vacation to Langkawi!! be a model for a new instant collection from bymawaddahizzati  ㅋ ㅋ ㅋ BE A SUCCESSFUL THIRD WHEEL *highlighted eat breath sleep Oh yeah, not to mention, received my exam result for sem 1 *lights out* It was good actually. Maybe it's "lol are you f kidding me" or "I beg to differ" or much absurd for those smartypants and ca...

Late night thoughts #2

never thought my room could be this dark when the lights out. anyway, straight to the point, what makes me come here is that, my juniors, saffanah batch were having their dinner tonight. and yeah pictures and updates on instagram are essential, yet compulsory no doubt haha. Wait, what im nagging about. Lol pardon me. My point is, scrolling seeing liking those photos, i was taken back to past exactly where i was a year ago. Yes, at the fairytale night, our, the pioneer, sovereign's dinner. Ahh, suddenly im become emotional 😥 The dinner, the night itself was the mark of the end of everything. End of my high school life, end of journey with my 175 unbiological sisters. Yeah i know not completely end bcs some of them are with me in dengkil but still, not as one batch at the same time nor same place. It sucks to wake up next morning, pack your stuff to go home and this time you wont come back. You can visit the school next time but believe me it wont feel the ...

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She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum. She awoke each morning with the desire to do right, to be a good and meaningful person, to be, as simple as it sounded and as impossible as it actually was, happy. And during the course of each day her heart would be descend from her chest into her stomach. By early afternoon she was overcome by the feeling that nothing was right, or nothing was right for her, and by the desire to be alone. By evening she was fulfilled: alone in the magnitude of her grief, alone in her aimless guilt, alone even in her loneliness. I am not sad, she would repeat to herself over and over, I am not sad. As if she might one day convince herself. Or fool herself. Or convince others - the only thing worse than being sad is for others to know that you are sad. I am not sad, i am not sad. Because her lif...

Late night thoughts #1

Holla. Its been a while....... so hiiii Tomorrow, my test 2 will begin and my first paper would be physic test. Its only 10.30 p.m but my eyes nehh they couldnt hold any longer. So here i am, laying down on this comfy bed, looking through my phone, writing or typing a new entry, insyaAllah full mark esok. Yakin itu penting lol. My dad will be leaving soon, next week monday with my grandparents insyaAllah. But those sad feelings, perasaan nak kena tinggal began to engulf for the past few days. The fact that i cant be clingy around him for like 40 days slowly kill me inside. Overly-attached daughter detected. Wait what 40 days ?? A MONTH AND 10 DAYS ?¿?? Yeah yeah im exaggerating and i should be happy for him instead. He leaves for good, for Allah to the holy ground performing his hajj. What could be better than that right? The best that i could do is to pray and beg Allah to ease everything for them, and grant them a mambrur hajj. Hope you guys will do the same 😊 Till we meet a...

The "punctual" izzatie

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Bonjour. Its already the 7th week here in dengkil and a few weeks to go for the final exam. Look through my quiz(s) and test(s) i should and must struggle more but here i am waiting for the kesedaran to come. Alhamdulillah everything was just fine. Nothing unusual, same as usual. Blehh. So, last week i was late for class. TWICE !! The first one was on wednesday, i was late for my bio lab at 8. Act, i woke up at 5.30 done my sahur, washed my clothes, done my subuh prayer, iron my attire for that day and i glanced at my watch it was 6.40. So i thought heyy how abt take a nap for a while dearself??? I was confident i could wake up to my noisy yet annoying alarm clock bcs i always do. Plus my roommate also had a class at 8 so i shouldnt be worried right?? So yeah 7.15 it is. but BAMMM !! Both of us were awakened by a loud knocks on the door. "zety maria kelas pukul berapa ni ?!?!" and yeap it was already 7.40. Pe lagi memang gelabah ah tarik towel semua. I should have se...