Patah tumbuh, hilang berganti?

Alright. If you read my last post, you now know that my schedule sucks despite numerous attempts to save it. I remember saying kalau dah namanya tak ade rezeki or something similar. Well, now I am saying, ada hikmah disebaliknya.


I went to my MassCom class the other day at 10am since we were all not informed whether it will be at 10am or at 5pm as what the previous lecturer had told us. I said previous because, surprise surprise, a male suddenly came into our class and asked if this is Section 7. We said, yes. Turns out he is our new lecturer, Br. Ayub. I definitely like the new guy because he is young, I mean super young compared to Sir Abdul Halim. He is currently doing his PHD in Uia, and he gives a clear and simple lecture. Great examples. Yeay! 



As for my Drama class, the lecturer is also a part-timer. She's great too, and our class is so small. Comprising of only 13 students, so we are all in one team :)


P/s: the other day kena kejar with anjing, and this week kena kejar dengan lebah sesat in the shower -.-

Kalau dah tak ada rezeki

My first week in Gombak. One word. Hectic. Let me explain. I had accidentally dropped my place in Drama class. So I had to re-register. Well, only two sections were open. I tried for the 2nd section. Now, the lecturer stated was Kak Mei. I badly wanted her to teach because it is a well known fact that she is one hell of a great lecturer. So we went to her class (us without a place) and asked her to sign our Adjustment Forms. She signed them and said that she will take care of everything, you know, sending them to the department for approval. 

The next day, we suddenly saw a notice saying that a new section is opened, and  it starts from 5-8 pm on Mondays. We were all worried since nobody wants to go to a night class, right? Sad to say, section 2 is closed and we are added into the 3rd section. And another lecturer instead will be teaching us, a part-timer. Damn. But she is said to specialise in wardrobe costumes and theatre. So hopefully, it will be all good. Amin.

Next, Mass Comm. Again, with the no place in the class thing. So, we filled in our forms to give to the lecturer. I specifically picked the class because of the lecturer, Pn. Mazni and the timing. 10-11.20 am. Great, right? Our forms even got approved by the department.
However, the next class, a man came into our class. He said that he will be our new lecturer instead of Pn. Mazni. Double damn. And then, he said he needs to change the class time to  5-6.20pm or 8-11pm. Triple damn :(

For CCT, the lecturer refused to sign our forms because she said that she only accepts final year students. I rushed to the nearby photocopy shop and grabbed 2 sheets of Adjustment Forms and went to IRK building for another lecturer to sign. A quadruple damn, because she wasn't in and we were in our last hour of Add/ Drop session. So yeah. When I threw away the form , I said, maka terbuanglah harapan kita sekali.

Despite all that, I managed to have a great time with my friends. Even celebrated for a surprise party for Aisya in the middle of the night, even got chased by a dog -.- So yeah, I'll get used to it. I love UIA anyhow :)

With my super crazy friends :D

Instant act.

So I woke up yesterday morning with a call. I did not remember hearing any ringing, but suddenly I was looking at my screen with some letters for a name calling me. I picked it up and heard a guy's voice. 

Me: Hello.. *sleepy voice*

Guy: Maggie, you tido ke?

 Me: No no, I dah bangun. Jap, ni Keder ke?

Guy: Yeah yeah. Takpelah, you tido balik.

Me: Eh why? Jap kenapa?

Guy: You kata semalam nak ikut beraya. I thought nak datang rumah you then we go to Iwa's. I kat Dengkil ni.

Me: Omg serious! *melompat dari katil* I siap sekarang!

So.. yeah. I managed to take a bath, and then he and his friend, Akmal showed up. So I invited them in with my un-powder-ed face, and proceeded to get ready. After all the cookies and chit chat with my parents, off we go to Iwa's at Denai Alam.

Sampai-sampai je nampak Nadiah Khairi. This would be my 3rd time of seeing her this week! Oh and we ate chicken rice, too. And kuih bunga dahlia. Haha.

Great times of catching up :) Love you guys.

Nadiah, me, and Keder :)

Book Review: Eat Pray Love.

So a cousin of mine gave me a book. Well, it's Eat Pray Love from Liz Gilbert. 

The original cover

The cover of mine.

The author wrote it based on her experiences. Of how she has everything, a husband, a career, a newly bought house. But what she didn't want : children. From there, everything sprawled away, her gaps and fights with her husband and how she slept on the bathroom floor to calm herself. Believe me, I am an avid reader. I will usually try my very very best to finish a book/ novel in one day. I don't speed, but I immerse myself in it. I don't mind skipping meals as long as I get to finish whatever I am reading.

Man, this book took me weeks! The first part where she was in Italy, was okay. I have to admire the way she describes every detail with a detail. You could basically imagine the scenes and surroundings because she describes everything. It was a slightly draggy, but never mind, I tried to continue. 

The middle part, the one where she was in India, I have to say is the part that I procrastinate the most. Too draggy. It seems as if she's repeating herself again and again and again. Oh wait, the book is basically about her, so I find it boring, too self-centred and self-focused on. 

The last part where she was in Bali is written in a much better way. She gives an insight of the cultures, and the people and their ways, and her ways around their ways. 

In conclusion, I do not recommend this book. I am only 20 years old, so probably I am not the best age to read this though. 

I repeat, it is super draggy.

Oh, and here's the snippet that everyone's been reblogging on their Tumblr and stuffs saying it's so sweet blablabla. Well, it was actually what she wrote to herself in her diary. To motivate herself. 

See, I told you she can give a detail with a detail.

Random Mumble.

We decided to go to Sunway yesterday. As usual, me with my last minute preparations rushed to get ready, although I already knew that he will be coming at 1030 am. Managed to clean up the house, and while I was rushing to get into the shower, my phone rang. Irritated, I stepped out of the toilet again and grab my phone. An unknown number. I picked up. Some guy was asking whether he could speak to me, along with some mumbling and rambling. I wanted to reject the call since I feel it was such a waste of time, but something he said made my ears perked up. ".....Sunway Management Team..." It was Jijol! Jijol you made me late -.-


Anyway, we did meet each other. Suddenly I miss UIA because we can meet friends everyday and hang out, not here at home with everyone working and I'm stuck at home stranded because I am not trusted with the car. I don't trust myself with the car either. Too bad when we had the meet up, no pictures were taken. Sigh. It could have been a nice picture, me with my newly trimmed hair... ermmm  -.-

Womanly pain.

It kinda bugs me at how painful periods can be to some women, and how easy their life is even with period. For me, it's like the dreaded time of the month. Probably for my boyfriend and my friends, too. 


Let me explain. 


It's a combination of rolling about in bed with pain, cold sweat, feel like fainting, tired, dizzy, feel like the world is gonna collapse and probably the most irritating thing in mind, constant vomiting etc. I think I have one of those severe types of period pain. Definitely bothering when I used to have it every month during high school. Thank god, now it's reduced.


Well, nothing helps. What I usually do is cry on the phone complaining about the pain, hiding under the duvet and constantly twisting, and I need something warm for my tummy. I have tried Panadol's, the pink one, well, it didn't work. So I had also tried Ponstan and Ibuprofen. I tried hot water bottle for soothing, even the laptop due to its hot base. I tried avoiding dairy products, cold drinks and gassy beverages. Drinking hot Milo everytime it hurts. Switch off the aircond and the fan for more warmth. 
Then again, basically the main cure; sleep. Yeap, sleep is the best medicine for period pain. 


I bet my doctor is shaking his head " No no" because the last time I went to his clinic, he said I should get married. Haa now I have a great excuse on why I should get married.

Here's the reason why.

It's my 2nd semester in IIUM Gombak, or also known as UIA. My second semester as a BEN student, which stands for Bachelor of English. No more a student of ENMS, which stands for Economics and Management Sciences for two semesters. And people I meet still ask why do I switch courses. Why didn't I switch while I was doing my foundation? It's definitely harder to do a completely new course without the basics. And here I am, jumping straight into an unknown depth of faith. 


Truth is, I still am finding the reasons from within myself. Why do I switch and why now? When I was in foundation, I was really excited to do Economics. It has great job prospects, and stuffs like that. But then again, I struggled. I was staggering through my subjects, I found myself studying without fully understanding it. I was always with my phone, texting people to ask questions I should know, calling people to ask for better understanding. 


I managed to drag myself to finish it in a year and a half.


It was supposed to be a year. 


But I got caught up. Only my close friends knew. I still vividly remember, when a lecturer informed me that there was no way that I can finish up my studies in a year, right after I went out the office door, I hung my head low, cupped my hands to my face and cried. Right in front of my male friend. And then my female friend came along, and I hugged her so tight I feel as though I am strangling her, but I need to hold on her for support, for my world has crashed.I cried for a brief moment though, for we all had a class to attend to. And I'm assigned to do a presentation. Halfway through the presentation, my eyes watered up, my throat feels as though there was a big lump, but I managed to compose myself, as my friends were smiling and supporting me. That was the day I know, we will all still be friends no matter what happened. On the last day of the year, many was wishing me "Goodluck, see you in Gombak next sem!". 


They thought I was joining them. 


I wasn't. 


When  my close friends told me goodbye, I hugged them all and didn't cry. Except for one. We cried and didn't speak a word to each other. I hugged her tight, I was afraid that letting go of it was a significant sign that everything will be over for me. I was afraid of the future.


However, fate has other plans for me. I managed to end my foundation as a ENMS student. And I started my new beginning as a BEN student. It took me some time to get through it, but eventually I did, thanks to my very understanding lecturers and supportive mates. 
I've always thought that I wouldn't be associated to ENMS anymore. Well, for my term paper I had to write on economic-related topics for one whole semester. This semester, my Arabic class is situated in the Economics faculty. And just today, my roommate asked me about accruals. 


So much for running away. Maybe I shouldn't. Maybe it's a way that God wants to show, it will always be a part of my life, no matter how small it is. I still miss my old course, of course I do, those pesky numbers. I still keep my calculator :)


I think I'll stick to my path now. It's not those kind of "road not taken" moment. It's I took one, decided it wasn't good for me, and diverted my path. And I'm glad I did. I regret myself for regretting. Those times were great, but now it's wonderful.