The Utmost Confident

Salam 'alayk!

Ever since secondary school, when I began to exposed with news and current issues, I got my head wrap on a lot of things. One of it is, how do I raise a child (of my own when I'm married, or adopted child) in this world, and protect him/her from all negativity, harm, and all those things that I wouldn't want my child to see?

This question occurred to me as I see a lot of social problems surrounding me, and as I acknowledge the struggle of parents on raising a child (what more children!), I realised that we as parents (future parent in my case) can control only a small part of a small part of our child life!

I feel nervous and scared when I think of that.

Why I said that because as parents we only have authority on our child over what we see. We can supervise what they watch on tv or Youtube, we can look over who their friends are on social media, we watch over their attitude and verbal usage while at home. BUT NOT WHAT THEY DO OUTSIDE HOME! Out of our sight!

We don't know what kind of friends/classmates they have at school, and the friends background. We don't know what they see or hear along the way of their life growing up. Even worse, we don't know how their mind works! How they perceive things, good things or bad things, things they wanted to try to do, things they adore, figures that they look up to.

...and this thought lead to another thought (apabila sel-sel otak berhubungi inilah hasilnya).

We have never had a total control on things in our life. It is not for us to do that. In our effort on planning and enforcement, we tend to forget the Most Powerful Being that is in power of our life. God. Allah.

This is where our reliance upon God is needed, tested. This is where tawakkal works after we've done our part on effort. We do our absolute best, and we put the rest in the hands of God (please don't take hands literally... this is not Quranic lesson we're taking).


We pray. We pray with all our heart to protect our child (in this case of thought) from all bad things, all bad men, whenever they are out of our sight, even they're in our sights. We pray with our most confidence in God that God will protect our child, give this child blessings in so many ways.

Our faith, in Islam, puts so much importance in belief in Allah. Our Helper. Who we turn to whenever we're lost, sad, or happy.

I just want to emphasis on how important it is to put our utmost reliance upon God. This apply on our whole life, every aspect of our living.

Whatever we do, whenever we're worried about something, pray, and believe in God. He'll do the best for us. He knows what's best for us.

May Allah guides us in everything that we do. Ameen

Being Mak-mak and Owning A Home

Salam 'alayk guys! And good morning!

So last Friday I went out with my friend Hz (you can pronounce it as Hertz lol) to IOI Putrajaya. Initially we were supposed to go for hiking that evening at Bukit Gasing, PJ, but me being a sucker for nasi lemak, I persuaded her to postponed the hiking and continue with casual hangout, so that I can succumb myself to nasi lemak at my sister's. LOL!

She picked me up around 11 am, then we went straight for breaklunch at Seoul Garden. Honestly, I don't think Seoul Garden is my thing (even though I was the one proposed for Korean food). Because I can't eat those grilled food without nasi, but if I eat them with nasi, my stomach can't fit with more food! BECAUSE SEOUL GARDEN IS ALL ABOUT STUFFING YOUR STOMACH WITH LOTSA FOOD!

But I found the great soup that suits my taste. I think it's Tomyam Kimchi Stew, it doesn't taste like kimchi at all, but almost like general tomyam at tomyam restaurants. Even Hz agreed that the usual Seoul Garder Tomyam soup doesn't taste much, like it consists of too much spices I think.

Then after ending our luncheon with ice cream, we went round the floor just to walk and calm our almost-bursting stomach, and end up in Harvey Norman. and guesswhat? We didn't only cuci mata at gadgets corner, but also to the rest of the store!

We looked at washing machines. getting awe at the very modern and almost robotic like machines (they were so cool! and also creepy), then choosing what would be our pick, then dreaming of being rich. Then we went to the refridgerator section, and the cycle goes on.

The refrigerator section was where we spent most our time on in Harvey Norman. Those fridges have all kind of characrteristics and the interiors! Most of the time we look at which fridge has the coolest door... Then continue dreaming of being millionaires.

We can only dream.

But really I swear if I own a house and have kachingkaching I'd go and look for the best machines/items/furniture in creating my home. I have my visions on how I want my home to be, well almost English-like. Plus I really enjoyed looking at Keknis' and her mom's ig account, just to look at how they decorated their homes.

I'm really starting to feel like mak-mak you know. But without kids, and obviously without husband. Also a house. Huhu


Afterwards we just went cuci mata at Daiso (a must-stop-by), ToysRUs (and lost my Rebbit's ears *sobs*), Yubiso and bought a scented candle that doesn't smell very much, anddd mostly to satisfy my purse. Poor Hz that doesn't enjoy makeup had to bear with me shopping and cuci mata at makeup stores.


Then we ended our outing and she sent me back to my sister's around 5 pm because she needed to pick up her grandfather after that.


Now eventhough I don't think I spent much that day except on food, I hope that I won't splurge this Friday and just concentrate on hiking.

Yeay Hiking!

WELCOME 2018! New Year New Self, eh really?

Salam and hey guys!

Hope it's not too late to make a welcome post on refreshing 2018!

It's refreshing because I think it's been quite a ride on 2017 globally; the Trump issues (he's made A LOT), Jerusalem and Al-Quds Masjid, and to go particular in Malaysia people have been so anxious about incoming General Election which could come in anytime by now (a gently reminder for you guys to register as voter if you haven't!). Then some gossips on certain celebrities, news on death of SHInee Jonghyun and the issue came after within Muslims. In general, I can say that maybe to some people 2017 has been bad for them.

So hence the refreshing 2018! People have many expectations on incoming days and months, new year marks new events and focus!

Let's hope that most of us can focus on positive and brighter things this year!

Talking about welcoming new year, on social media like Instagram, Twitter, and Facebook the hashtag #NewYear has been trending since 30th Disember, alongside captions "New year new self", "Time to open new book", or of some sorts.

I generally don't really celebrate the event of New Year. It's just a normal day for me, maybe some reminder that it's 2018 now and not 2017 because I often wrote past year for dates, and that is embarassing. huhu

But somehow this time I wanted to make a different; making some resolutions and goals for 2018. I've entered 21 of age, and I think it's best if I make some notes on what I should change or whether I've improved as I aged. It's more on self-reflection really.

So these are my resolutions that I've chosen for 2018 (so I can keep up with them).

1.       MAINTAIN A PLANNING ROUTINE

2.     ESTABLISH A MORNING ROUTINE

3.     WAKE UP AT 6AM

4.    WORK OUT EVERY MORNING

5.     VISION THE DAY IN THE MORNING

6.    READ FOR 15-30 MINS EVERY NIGHT

7.     CREATE A MONTHLY FOCUS

8.     FOLLOW A MONTHLY BUDGET

9.    WRITE JOURNAL/DIARY EVERY WEEK

10.GO FOR WALKS REGULARLY/ SOLO DATES

11.    A BOOK A MONTH

12.  BE EARLY TO CLASSES/MEETINGS/DATES

13.  MAKE NOTES FOR EVERY SUBJECTS

14. BIRTHDAY WISHES AND PRESENTS FOR FAMILY

15.  BLOG TWICE A WEEK

16. ROAD TO INSTAGRAM AESTHETIC

17.  PRAY ON TIME

18.  RECITE QURAN DAILY

19. SAY THANK YOU

20. BE GRATEFUL, BE PROUD AND LOVE YOURSELF

TO A BETTER SELF!

It's not much, I know. There's only two for my studies, and the rest are more to self-organizing and spiritual matter. I believe that if I could improve on my daily schedules, eliminate procrastinating, my studies will improve too!

(OH and see that no. 15? Once two weeks isn't much to people but knowing myself... Better starts slow!)

I even wrote it up on my bujo so I can keep track of them on my daily routines! (or monthly).

However, even though I got myself 20 goals and resolutions to improve myself throughout the year, I wouldn't use the phrase "new year new self". Stepping into 2018 doesn't mean I've become a new person. I may shed some negativity and tried to be in new perspectives, but that is not me transforming into a new person.

People don't change overnight. It's difficult if they want to. In this new year, I am still myself, I am still with my personality, but better. I am proud of what I have become, and I will change what I am not proud of.

Not just that, I'm not approve of using "time to open new book", because that means I'm going to close 2017 and shut it behind. If I put my past behind my sights, I won't be able to see what I've done, what I've achieved in the past year. I can't learn from my past mistakes, and see what I should change. 

I don't know about other people, but I just don't agree on being a new person on new year or any other day and putting our pasts behind. It's not that I like to drag on and think of the past, it's about what I can learn from it, make new things with it.

Either way, I've given you guys my thoughts on celebrating new year and 20-New-Year-Resolutions!

May we all achieve our goals this year and be a better self for ourselves and people surrounding!

p/s: It's never late to start, or to change! New year is just a date, you can start anytime you want to, but it's best to be soon!

Laundry hygiene

Salam 'alayk guys!

Before I enter tertiary education, I have never ever seperated from my family, my comfort for more than a week. I've never been to school hostels, camps, and so on where I have to be totally independent of my days and myself.

So, getting into UIA is my first experience, and there's a lot of things I need to learn, including doing laundry.

But honestly, I'm not that kind of brat who don't know how to use washing machine, or doing washing clothes by hand, what's softener, and so on. Sometimes at home I washed my clothes by hand too, mostly to cleanse spilled drinks/food on clothes, or just to whiten my school socks (washing machine doesn't work on my socks).

Plus, I've been taught by my mom that fresh clothes from laundry need to be taken care of carefully. Like, in the process of transferring clothes from washing machine to laundry basket, you can't let them touch anything else, because 1) they're clean 2) they're wet clean. So it's easy for the 'clean' to be contaminated.

So now, in college, I don't get it, how on Earth the sisters here don't know the art of doing laundry!

Just now I was using the laundry room, and as usual I would make a timer on my phone so no one would touch my clothes when their turn has come to use the machine (because you never know how they handle your clothes from the machine to your laundry basket). And I was late just for 1 or 2 MINUTES!

I stormed down the stairs, barged into the laundry room, only to look at a SISTER trying to put my FRESH-OUT-OF-MACHINE CLOTHES into my laundry basket while they're still TANGLED TO EACH OTHER and my basket fell and my clothes TOUCHED THE FLOOR!

DAMN IT!


I don't know if she really doesn't care about fresh laundry or she's just being selfish because it's not her clothes.

She saw me and asked, "is it yours?", and I just said yeah, not once looking at her, continue handling my clothes from hand, and she did not deserve my smile or gratitude whatsoever.


GOSH!

Now I have to wash the contaminated clothes again.

So now since I'm agitated about what had happened, and in an attempt to avoid that happening again, I'm gonna list what to do when the clothes owner haven't come to retrieve them from the washing machine because you need to use it.

1) Look for the laundry basket. Then take a look at the size of the basket and volume of the clothes, is it balance or not?

2) If the laundry basket is more than enough for the clothes, then it's ok.

3) If the clothes doesn't look like it's gonna fit into the basket, you gotta see if the owner put any laundry bag into the washing machines, because that will gonna be the last one into the basket.

4) Start transferring the clothes. But remember to untangle them, and crumple them so they won't fall away or touches  the floor.

5) Prioritize the undies or small clothes, so they won't fall out of the basket since they're at the bottom.

6) HANDLE THE CLOTHES WITH CARE LIKE IT'S YOUR CLOTHES!

7) Lastly, make sure the washing machine is empty before you start throwing in your dirty clothes.



Hope you guys don't experience this thing like I did, and also hoping the sisters in UIA know the essence of being hygienic!

Reminders and Reflections

Salam alayk guys.

I'm writing this in the middle of the night, and I've have this thought for quite a long time now, and I need to get it out.

First of all, maybe some of you guys have know this, that I'm majoring in Usuluddin and Comparative Religion. Bachelor of Islamic Revealed Knowledge and Heritage.

So the things I learn at college is all about Islam. I take classes on basic Science of Quran, Science of Hadiths, Islamic Jurisdiction, Arabic and so on. But I mostly focus on the philosophy of Islam, Muslim scholars, and most importantly I learn about other religions.

Since I took all those classes, people around me have the expectation that I'd be more knowledgeable than them about Islam. They expect me to be the perfect example. Some called me ustazah, although I dislike the callings but I'd just ameen them.

To be honest, I don't feel comfortable with that. With people that sees me as a person who knows hukm, fluent in Arabic, reads Quran perfectly, displays good characters like how wives of Prophet pbuh did.

Because that is not me. I know that I should know all about that, that their expectations are considered as 'normal' for an IRK student like me. But that's not me. I don't grow up in very Islamic surrounding. Non in my family went to religious school. Non of us have this religious activity where we recites Quran together. We don't have stocks of Islamic books for references.

I grew up as how other kids did. My parents were teachers, they taught me what is basic for Muslim to know. I never went to afternoon religious school when I'm sitting for UPSR.

It's just that my sisters took Arabic for PMR, so I did too. Just that the decision I made that makes me different from my sisters was to wear a longer hijab at school, which I received from my bestfriend. But even then my mom was against me.

Only that my friend was persuasive to see me in that hijab I tried to be strong to wear it. A huge step indeed. But not everyone was supportive. Only my closest friend support me. The others called me hypocrite and such due to my abrupt changes. Thanks to my friend, I've succeeded going through it.

After PMR, I only see it to be the right thing to stay in Arabic classes. Such a waste to leave it, even though it was not my strongest subject. My friends were with me.

For university entrance, I have to admit, this course is definitely not what I really wanted now. I wanted to pursue in science course, but I couldn't, and didn't. I got offered for science matriculation, but it was too far from home, so when I got offer for this course I have to take this one. The mistake I did was I didn't apply for changing course when I was in foundation.

But honestly, sometimes I think it's a blessing I'm studying this course. The reason is that I'd get constant reminder to not stray afar, to be good, then I'm surrounded by good friends. Non of my coursefriends are giving bad influence to me. If this course has done any good to me, is to keep me safe from all the bad things in this world. It is hard to stay on the straight path once you're out of your parents' sights.

Nevertheless, since I'm in my best interest for this course, I have to struggle a lot. For another matter, I'm not the best among my friends, among my batch. Sometimes I feel like I'm studying for the sake of exam, not for the knowledge. I feel so bad. Plus when outsiders ask me Islam related questions, I have to confirm with myself, "do I really know the answer?'.

I hate with such expectations. BECAUSE I'M NOT THAT PERSON!

I admit that I want to strive to be the best Muslim. I want to read more, perform more in terms of ibadah, but the things is I'm just a normal human being with a normal brought up.

Things that I like sometimes aren't align with what people see towards IRK students. I like fashion, I like makeup, I listen to songs, sometimes I dance. I also watch movies, I even go to the cinema. I wish I could do shopping, and I like pretty things. All these girly things. It's in me.

Goodness even if I transform myself to be a super-ustazah like I'm sure those around me will have hard time with me.


Now all that above is the first thing. To tell you who I am. Next I'll tell how Allah loves me.


As a muslims who learns all about Islam and how to spread it, of course it gives a lot of advantage for me, on the spiritual side. Not spiritual side as in I'm religious in my sunah prayers, and all sort of things. But, you know, somehow you're kept safe by Allah, like those huffaz. Something like that.

So, what I want to tell is I'm not a perfect Muslim. Far from it. Not even near those makciks who went tilawah classes. Or men that pray congregationally for all 5 prayers everyday. Or even muslims that are going through changes.

In fact, I feel like I'm a bad Muslim. I don't think I deserve Jannah, but I do want to be in it, desperately. I realize the sins I made, and how grave it is since I know the hukm of it.

Sometimes, I go with my heart eventhough I know it's not the best thing to do.

But you see, when I meet people, who don't have the golden opportunity to study Islam like me, mentioned to me what's considered normal to them their good deeds, I feel stabbed. Crushed. Like, these people, who never went to religious schools, or very religious background, have made efforts to show their love towards Islam more than me.

Like one time, we were talking about group tilawah, 1 day 1 page, and then this one person mentioned that he actually feel burdened on how the members rushed to finish reciting Quran, that if he filled his limited free time to recite his dedicated part rushingly, how is he going to do some tadabbur or read the tafsir?

That, really kills me. That person actually make effort to understand Quran, but I did almost nothing.

That is just one example of how I think I'm being reminded by Allah to do more.

Goodness I feel like really bad seeing I am today. Have I astray? I don't know.

I pray that Allah will keep me in Islam, and guide me to a better life. and I need to practice repentance prayer (solat taubat).


May Allah guide us to His blessings, ameen.

First Handbag Approved!

Salam 'alayk guys!

Remember in one of my previous post I mentioned on going out with my friends and had some shopping and I bought a handbag that day???

So now it's almost a month of that purchase and I'm super excited to give insights of what this bag has brings me!

Ok first of all, on that lucky day I did not plan on buying a handbag, what more a branded one at that. But the bag came upon me (HAHAHA)

We were just strolling around Parkson at KL Fest just looking at shoes and handbags. To be honest, there were lots of handbags that caught my eyes, but the thing is my eyes only know golds and diamonds, not iron and glass. So everytime I see something flashy (including the price tag, soooo flashy it blinded my eyes) I'd just went past it with broken heart. *drama

Thennn, my friends and I found this section where they put simple shoulder-bags on display. Like seriously so simple but gorgeous as well. At first we were just looking at it, then we touch it, after that we modeled it. Gosh see how shopping works for ladies, guys?

But not to forget we also looked at the price tags, and voila! It's less than 60 bucks, guys! I mean, actually that's the thing that attract us to the bags, the price they hung at the bags. Goodness what a way to trick ladies.

I got super excited. I mean, I like it, it's cheap, you think it's easy to get those combo???

As excited as I am, I tried to transfer my hype to Mun, had to persuade her to spend her money so I won't be alone. HAHAHA what a good friend I am.

So after all the hassle of choosing designs and colour, Mun and I got ourselves one each. A handbag. Which is of course suitable for us students to bring to class. That's my specification for the bag I chose.

Brand: F.Timber

WOOOHOOOO

Presenting to you guys my own first branded handbag and a bag overall that's bought with my own money!!!

My precious bag after I got back from my sister's house

Side pockets for water bottles. Totally convenient.

Two pockets at front, left for my matric card and TnG, right for my tissues

Hidden zip above the front two pockets, I use this to put my ruler, earphone, and book-tags.

Front view. It looks like this because of the heavy content. Huh

Side view. I just love how they designed the pockets at sides for bottles, it's so easy to reach it and keep it, especially while transporting in trains.

Inside after coming back from sis's: purse, umbrella, pencil case, makeup case, laptop, book and file for study (I pack my laptop here because my backpack was already too pack and heavy)

A pocket-zip inside: my easy-to-access makeup. There are another two pockets on the other inner side, but I don't use them because it do not have zip.

Huge pocket-with-zip at the back side. I put my girl's necessities in here

AYYAYYYAYYYYY

So cool right! This bag has so many pockets of sizes, so it's easy for me to organize my things for travel (or just class). Plus, the things on the inside don't get mess-up after hours of walk, they just stay put without the book of file getting crumples or my smaller things like purse and pencil box goes scatter. It just fits, and works well.

Me super love!

Plusplusplus! When I first showed (or just casually flash this handbag) in front of my sisters, they totally like it and approve it! With colour and design like that, and not to forget the super cheap price, how can they not fall in love too!!!

The most shocking thing is that my MOM likes and adores it too!!!

She just noticed this new bag the moment I got back home and cooed "Oooo new handbag I see," .

I was a bit panic since new bag means I spent too much money, but when I see she wasn't mad, I said that I just bought it from Parkson at RM59.

WOW. and she kept on digging on where and how's the other designs. She was totally smitten with the beg, first because it's simple, and super nice red, and of course the so-many-compartments. 

I swear guys, if you ever plan on buying handbags for your girl, buy the one with lotsa compartments.

Ok continue back on my mom, she commented that how convenient this is, and she even started imagining if she could have this bag, a bit smaller (yes they have it, and pretty too), to bring for umrah and hajj.

A woman can dream, and achieve it!

THEREFORE, seeing how all the ladies in my family approved my choice of handbag, especially when this is my first bought handbag (a branded one at that) with my own money, I just couldn't help feel so proud.

WEEEEeeeeee

Goodness now I can see how money can bring happiness.

Spend money well guys and make your own happiness!

324 Megapixels

Last weekend was a good and bad weekend for me.

Good because I got to spent times with friends whom I rarely seen or talked to and also with my sisters and BIL.

Bad because I've spent over my budget. *sucks being a student*


On Friday late morning my friends and I went for some breaklunch (at least for me) outside campus. It all started when this one friend, Syi, a fan of steamboat, wanted to try Seoul Garden at KL Fest with another friend, Mun.

Syi have been lots to steamboat restaurants before, and I believe she invited me to all of the events, but I happen to declined them all except for last Friday when she asked me to join her on Thursday.

So I said yes, partly because I've never eat out with her but once before during foundation, and partly I rarely eat steamboat. Once in a while won't hurt right?

Plus, I was planning to stay at my sis's house at Putrajaya, so I might as well spend the whole day outside, getting fresh, and clear up mind (and pockets).

Woke up late. Was frantic packing things. And thank God Syi and Mun was patience with me. I thought they were gonna left me that morning.

So at Seoul Garden, we had to pay RM35 each, and that's at stundet's price. We have to show our matric cards of course to give some proves. Oh, and that price is for lunch.

Ok, I know everyone have been to Seoul Garden and know that its pay per entrance and rows of buffet will flash at you. But I didn't. So I was pretty blur at first and what to do, what do I eat, what's this? is that clamps? wait it says COFFEE MEAT??? -could never eat that.

So yeah, we had our time there, pretty much spent 2 total hours just for eating, we ate the tomyum soup, grilled so much things, then ice cream and salads, it just never ends until our stomachs about to explode!

The tomyum is an o.k . The rest is, not good on my taste buds.


After we had our lunch, we spent some time a bit for shopping and handbags (WOOOT WOOOT) before we seperated for campus for them and Putrajaya for me. But we shared Grabcar till LRT Station. hihi.

Am actually glad they asked me out.


Then I went for my sis's, and it was actually late, I promised my sis to be at Putrajaya Sentral at 6pm, but I was late. Again. Then we thought I'd catch up the 1813 train from KL Sentral, but with me lining up at Chatime for her, and ran for ticket when they announced 2mins left for departure, I was flying down the stairs to the train, and THE DOORS CLOSED RIGHT ON MY FACE!

I was late by 3 seconds OMG! I pushed the button for the door to open but it didn't, instead the train pull in it's foot steps. I was so devastated with Pearl Milk Tea in hand but hide it inside in case the commuters were having a good day watching at my evening drama.

So had to wait for another 15mins and successfully gotten the train. With not-so-cold-anymore Pearl Milk Tea.



BUT it's okay! I don't really care about that, as long as my sis is picking me up and I'm gonna have the whole weekend with my family, YEAY!

Another is that I never forget that I am in love with her house. She and the husband bought it not long ago, so it was pretty new, and they managed to design it so well! However the most important thing is, THE VIEW!

Look at how beautiful the sunset! Seeing all this have reminded me on how powerful, and beautiful God is! Look at this God's creation! The sky has the perfect colour mix!

It's calming.


And not to forget these creations.

She was having ANTM's vibe right here, but totally failed. And I was just ruining the pic XD

Look alike, or nothing's alike?

However the pictures were taken with my Samsung J5, the camera is totally not the best. The pictures turn out different from what I see.

And do you know why? We, humans have 324 Megapixels, in comparison to my 16 megapixels camera at most.

Alhamdulillah for His greatest creation.

Fingers on Fiiyyaahh!!!

Not literally but that was hot it feels like!

My nerves on my fingers had picked up the fire sensation under my skin!

Just because I went to cut 10 chillis!!!

My mom wanted to make spaghetti soto (mee soto but with spaghetti instead) for berbuka, so she told me to make sambal kicap to add flavour to the dish. And she specifically mentioned to sliced 10 chillis because apparently everyone loves spicy but me.



So there I was, cut out every chilli, to get rid of the seeds (the seeds is bad ok), and sliced them, with my bare hands.

poor-poor me. And I am known for my low toleration for spicy food, but I never thought my fingers would be just the same as my taste buds. Or worse.


Ten minutes after I was done with sambal kicap, the hotness started to creep under my skin. Soon it became so hot that I felt like I just burnt my fingers! Seriously!

The burning sensation felt like I've just poured hot water on my hands and it goes scalded, but the physical appearance of it was pretty normal except for slight pinking colour. BUT I FELT LIKE MY SKIN WAS GONNA TEAR OFF T.T

So like my simple logic that cold thing would put off the heat, I took an ice cube and hold it on my left hand's fingers. Four of them were affected. Luckily my right hand was okay since I was holding the knife with it. After a while, I put down the ice and wash my hand, then it started to burn again.

I did so many things to soothe the pain. It was excruciating I was at the edge of crying. It hurt! I asked my mom what to do, she told me to wash my hands and scrub them with the dish's sponge so that the chilli's essence would go off. I tried twice and it just won't go away.

I knew why it doesn't work, and I knew why it hurt so bad. My skin isn't a perfect skin. I have eczema, and it caused the fingerprint on my fingers to wear off, all my fingers are fingerprint-less (I can't do thumbprints), and I'm sure there is some nano scratch that I can't see but it will hurts if I touch something acidic. Therefore, the chilli's essence somehow maybe has gotten under my skin, at least a bit because my first protection which is my fingerprints aren't there anymore. AND THAT WAS WHY IT WAS BURNING T.T


I was about to cry, I was fed up, but then I remembered to google this thing. This burning finger. Ish.

Some said to sink my hand in warm water + salt for 5 minutes, so I tried that. My affected fingers can barely touch warm water, not to mention to soak in it! Long story short, it felt good after that but only for a while. The pain came back.

Then I remembered my aloe vera gel. You know aloe vera is soothing and my hand were burning, 2+2=4. But still it didn't work.

Another tips was to put my hand on stove's heat (basically like salai), but yeah I'm gonna pass that. Not gonna burn my fingers any further.


I felt hopeless. And it was still hurting. 15 minutes to maghrib. I had to end this torture soon. Since I was already out of hope, I just soaked my hand in a bit cool water (added an ice) for few minutes. And just let my soul continue to engulf the fire.

Dramatic.


I just let the time to pass by. And it becoming okay. By the time it was maghrib, I was able to touch things (it was so painful before I couldn't touch things).

Well I have to admit those things I did did work in some ways but in small degrees for me. At least it helped me to soothe the burning sensation for few minutes and let me survive. I was about to ask my brother to go to pharmacy to get some ointment, but I dont think I can anyway it was about to berbuka.

Anyway, a lesson today, don't play near fire.
This story somehow has shown how a bad cook I am. (well, I am.)


*By the time I'm writing this, my fingers are 90% okay because the 10% are the leftover pain

Student and Sleep

*This was written long ago and I didn't notice that I haven't posted it*

Assalamualaikum and ayya guys!

How's it going on? With life? Studies? Family? Love life perhaps?

Mine is totally boring, a total typical student life. It's just 3 weeks into this semester and I'm being overwhelmed with readings and studies! AND SLEEP!

GOODNESS WHY AM I ALWAYS SLEEPY?!

I don't get it. If I sleep early and wake early, I'll be sleepy. What more sleep late and wake up late! And these days the average of me getting into my dream land is around 1 am or 2 am. And the latest I'd get off around 6 30 am. Which is like 5 hours everyday. And I think that is considered as normal among adults. BUT WHY AM I STILL SLEEPY?

IT'S UNBEARABLE!

I don't want to rely much on caffeine, apparently my body won't accept certain amount of caffeine or I'll feel like I'm being drugged (caffeinated yes). So currently I just do some stretching and simple exercise and jump around after fajr prayer to shake off my heavy eyes. It work. for awhile.

Aside from my sleepy panda eyes (some people say my face looks sleepy all the time), I also have to struggle with my studies. This sem I want to challenge myself to make notes for every courses I take and to actually study with it. Make full use of my time and everything's given. And apparently, most of my courses require a lot of reading. Really. Like how? *just shows how much I lack reading academic books

Because depending on lecture won't be sufficient. I have trouble taking notes in classes, because I'd have to concentrate to the lecture, and at the same time multi-task writing notes. I tries. And I lose either one. Huh..

It's not really a problem about the readings really. It's just that I'm still in training in time management. I do get better than before, with the help of my bullet journal since I can keep track of my to-do-list and achievements. But...

Ok. I'm sleepy the whole day. And I can't concentrate on something for a long time (I swear I get distracted easily) except in interesting things. And in between of my classes I tried to study or do something during that time. But after my day ends I'll feel so tired and demotivated, and I have to decide for dinner everyday and it's always the same thing or nothing.

I can read during the night. Right. But I have to make my lectures' notes, and squeezed in my calligraphy practice. By that time it's 11 pm or 12 am.

And before I sleep I'd read The Host. I need to read something to relax myself right? Plus I don't want me too engross in my student life that I forget the pleasure of reading. The Host is fantastic.


Mannn I need to reorganize my life structure. 

End of semester! 2, 2016/2017

Yo guys!

Last two posts were during the early start of semester and now I'm done with it! Wow I'm so great at giving false hopes.

So my exams has officially ended last Friday morning which happened for a month (because I have a gap of 3 weeks!). It's cool. It's great to finally have my courses done for this semester, and now I can move on for the next courses, which is a huge headache for me.

Can you imagine I misorganised my study plan?! I took my core courses before I even finished my kulliyyah courses which is damn I could've done better.

But anyways, what's done is done. I'll just take 4 arabic courses next sem and move on. (cries in a corner).

I'm so happy and glad I've finished this semester with little regret! Alhamdulillah. I didn't actually feel remorse about what I've done this semester. Despite me neglecting my study planner (what a waste), I managed to study accordingly and strive for exams and presentations and quizzes. Of course with a lot of whines and droopy eyes while Maryam suffer with my beings. Haha bestfriend forever aite?

Checklist halfway through semester

Another thing that is super good and I'm so glad about is that I had my two papers on the first week of Ramadan, the fasting month! Many students had shown their displeases with the management for putting exams on fasting month, but hey I think it's a blessing! Even though I had my suffer as I couldn't go home for 1st sahoor with my family (because all my sisters went back without me!), I found the fate Allah's put me in is for good measure (missing family gatherings isn't really anything... .. )

Well apart from it being a blessing month, with all dua will be granted and double rewards for good deeds, I've gotten a bit proactive in this holy month. Because after sahoor I'd try my best to not to go back sleep, and pray fajr prayer, recitations and all. So after that, around 730 to 800, I'd start on simple reading on my oncoming paper to rev up my brain, before taking naps later. (sucker).

This is not simple reading, but this is how I usually study

Usually I'd be so lazy to be active in the early morning. Like tonnes of bricks hanging under my eyelids. Sometimes I wonder how people at 4 seasons regions get to wake up at 5 am and go for jogging. IT'S FREAKING DARK! Well maybe its because they're at 4 seasons regions, the light comes up early. Here, I wouldn't even go out at seven. Sunshine is still shy.

Another good things about exams in Ramadan is that since I stayed awake during those week, I've gotten myself falling in love with morning lights! I just realized how blessed people who witnessed morning rise and breathe in morning air. It was wonderful! Plus my window was facing at pretty good view, I was totally into mornings! Who knew mornings could be so good!

Morning sky is beautiful. Just showed how wonderful Allah is. (Picture from Google)

Last paper

Cleansing my phone's gallery from heavy last-minute notes (usually for before-exam)

Wawak saying buhbye and see ya in July dear Gombak!

Have a wonderful and bless Ramadan!

I'm Back To School!

Assalamualaikum and hi guys!

I'm trying my best to post regularly, trying to make my bluff in earlier post a reality. I even made a list for future posts! 😁
So this is a good start right? Somewhat my unwritten new year resolution (goodness I am so late 😂)

So its 2017! When new year comes it is always a hype for everyone to start anew and get a new book of life! For some, new year means upgrading school life and be cooler than before 😎

While a month has passed for primary and secondary schools, I've just started my new semester yesterday! (I sound like a joy but really I do) During my semester break, I was doing nothing about college and reading, I was so not anticipating to go back to Gombak. I even dreaded it. But the time must come. Huh.

So I have to be realistic. New semester about to start, I'm gonna be a second year student, there is no way I can evade education. Hah. Education guys! I had to be prepared! Need to climb all that good grades and cgpa for a better future (sun is blinding upfront). Wow.

So what did I do? Well actually I did nothing. I started preparing when I packed my things for Gombak the day before departure (LOL), and that are mostly clothes and food. But I need to get into the spirit of learning! Then I have this one instagram account, dedicated just for studying, named @nurmiastudious . So I opened that instagram, and updated pictures of my books and such, and scrolled through other people's studygram (short form for study instagram , like studyblr). And... it worked! Well, a bit.

Okay my motivation rose a bit. Got inspirations to study from super-shockingly-good students all over the world. And my mom and sis brainwashed me to aim for higher. Higher what? Grapes. 😂

Then in Gombak, the night before my classes starts, I checked my pre-registered subjects and the venues for tomorrow. Packed my things. Update my bullet journal (I just started late January). Watched some study vlogs by @waystostudy. I swear her videos are so inspiring you that don't even realise you are procrastinating watching her studying. After all that no-fuss I pretended that I was prepared. Because I didn't. Really.

I ACTUALLY GOT INTO THE WRONG CLASSES TWICE! TWICE GUYS! Can you believe it? And it was all because my classes started on Tuesday, and I was looking on my Monday schedule. Luckily I didn't miss any class because of my mishap. Dang girl.

However-so, I was actually productive that day! This is all thanks to my own created bullet journal, I'm a bit more organised than before with all my realistic to-do-list. (angkat bakul). But it's true!


Aside from my classes, I also spent my day updating my study planner. Printed out new Semester Planner and My Study Planner 6 sets (one for each subject) that I used for last semester. The study planner was really helpful with my studies last time. I get to tracked on topics of each subjects everyday and plan my study sessions! I got these two printable planners from theorganisedstudent.tumblr . You guys should check it out. She prepared a lot of other printables, but I'm using only these two for my studies.

While I was doing my study planner.

However, I forgot to print my class logs. Because I made the template by myself, so I kinda forgot about it. When I was sorting the planners in my study file, it was then I noticed. And I had to make a new one. Class logs is to jot down lessons for sessions each classes. So everyday I'll write down the topics discussed according to each subject. I got both study planner and class logs idea from a senior in my university. I'll share my class logs with you guys later.

Completed semester's planner. And an example of  class logs.

So that was how my messy preparation and clumsy 1st day went by. But all in all it was all good. I enjoyed my day. And seriously watching waystostudy videos are so inspiring you'll get motivated just by watching her videos! I can't get out of myself her spirits in studying! I'm smeared with her spirits! HAHA

My day ended really early, I fainted as soon as I cleaned myself . So so tired.


Thats it guys. How my 1st day of my new semester went by. I don't know if this will help you guys with your studies, I don't share many tips, but I hope it will! Btw don't forget to check out my studygram @nurmiastudious !

Have a nice day!

Slow Rebuild/Restructure

بسم الله الرحمان الرحيم

Hey guys! Salam 'Alayk!

So as you can see, I've changed my blog address, and my blog title. Before it was 'dalammindaseorangremaja' for both but I think now things have changed and I myself have changed (and no longer a teenager hah so old), so I decided to change things a little bit, and will continue to do bits by bits in the future.

Hence the title Slow Rebuild/Restructure, because I'm going to change things for this dusty pinky blog. *ugh so pink!  

Just got some ideas and few things for this blog from another famous blogs, which I can never compare with. But why not I start now for a serious blogging? *ANOTHER BLUFF ALERT!

And... As you can see, I didn't post any Arabic posts, or essays as promised before. I believed it's 5 weeks already since the 'promised post'? IT'S NOT INTENTIONAL SERIOUSLY!

I had (and have) so many works to do, and I did like 3-4 arabic assignments so I was like 'this would cover my promised-blog-post and its in pages!' therefore I didn't do my essays because of that and restricted time.

Now? OH BIG NO! I so many hafazan to do, a presentation this Friday, notes, and studies for the upcoming exams, it's crazy! (hence my blog title 'Of Self and Crazy Life). Because I'm just good at doing crazy things. *sigh

I'll try my best to update as frequent as I eat , and wish me luck for my crazy attitude and upcoming exams (and hafazan and presentations and notes and crazy life)

Till next time,

buibui