hello gais, I got selected.

the salam is in the header but still, assalamualaikum.

Jadi, minggu lepas. Aku p temuduga untuk penggerak FESKI...  festival kelestarian islam.
obviously, ada kaitan dgn islam la kan? sebenarnya apa pun hang buat, ada kaitan dgn islam. tak gitu?

The thing was... I found out that I was so long lost from what I used to be. back then, what I did, who I was... I'm no longer that person.

Mana ke surau dah sekarang? solat dlm bilik je. tu pun kadang2 lambat jugak sikit. Mana ke tudung labuhnya sekarang? bidang namplohnya mana dah kau? wuuuu... banyaknya berubah dalam dua tahun... I need my Su back. bila dia tengok aku malas, kena cubit pastu kena heret p surau. and long lectures bila dia nampak aku loqlaq sikit. masuk sini everything is on me. tak kuat jatuh weh.

the reason behind this regret is what my senior interviewer, kak Zai said...

awak jangan join ni sebab jawatan, join sebab Allah. jadikan festival ni sebagai jalan dakwah. apa yg kita buat itu dakwah, awak perlu sentiasa ingat tu.

dushhhhhh... aku lupa. dah lama tak kena tarbiah. dah lama tak p usrah. sob sob. sem ni entah ke mana la kak usrah hilang. contact tak dpt, kelas tak masuk... hilang camtu ja.. she should at least tell. adik2 awak sedih ni...

kalau awak penat nanti, ingat satu ja. tak kira apa awak buat, selagi ia kerana Allah, Allah akan bantu. Rely on Him.

jujurnya, tak banyak aktiviti aku sekarang. sedentary. jadi pengharapan kpd Allah skrg dah kurang... sebab rasa semuanya boleh handle sendiri... apa nak jadi ni? sekecil manapun fikiran kita, tetap perlu harapkan Allah kan? Jgn sombong dan jgn rasa mampu sendiri....

sampai sini, jumpa nanti,
salam.

Hello Kamu

Hey. So, did you notice? It has been a long long loooong time since I last write an entry.. and I think I have to start over.

Well, it has been really unproductive routine(s) here in USM. hm, but it has been like that right after I finished school. By that unproductive I mean in the things I like...

I need a space for me to express myself. like back then, I had a book full of drawings and poetries and short stories for my pals to read. But now, in university, whoever (still or do) read personal books? Ugh.

My works are meant to be shared. I feel wasted if they're ignored :( which makes me dont want to make, any more. But because of that there are urgessssss inside of me to pour everything out aaaandddd I dont know how.

makkkkkkk it's so stressful.

Ya, so. I hope this is the best (platform?) eventhough I'm not used to share this publicly.

Cheers!