All praise to Allah

Alhamdulillah. In my heart I am just scared to stop repeating praises to Him because I know that I do not deserve what Allah has given me. I haven't exactly been a good girl, yet Allah still gives all these wonderful things in life.

Maybe to remind me. To remind me to go back to the right path. To remind me to stop committing sins.
May I always remember to be a good girl, who obeys all the commands of Allah s.w.t.

And I would like to congratulate ALL my friends who have gained good results. Do remember who gave it to you.

Thanks so much to my parents for the endless support and my mom for comforting me everytime I feel down. Thanks to all my teachers for all the knowledge you've given me. Thanks to Sadiq, Farhanah, Iman, Asma, Khairin, Syafikah, Nina, Fawwaz, Afiq for always being there for me, always lending me your ears whenever I feel lonely and sad.
Thanks so much to my TGB batchmates, I love you guys.

We have a long way ahead of us, so keep on trying keep on working for what you want in life. Tapi jangan lupa akhirat pula, which is WAY MORE important.
Sentiasa niatkan setiap perkara yang kita lakukan kerana Allah.

Good luck to all my batchmates in your future lives. May we all succeed in dunya and akhirah.
I am so proud of TGB for (alhamdulillah) getting No. 1 in Malaysia!

Chemical Bonds

Some people believe that friendship is built over time. You spend time with someone, get to know that person and voila, a bond is created.

Some believe that friendship is built when 2 people have the same interests, the same aspirations, same ideas etc. etc. 

But usually, friendship is built when 2 people care for each other.

Friendship is not as easy as having a cup of coffee together. Friendship is when you get admitted to the hospital and the other comes as visit as fast as possible. Friendship is when you tease each other but you don't feel offended. Friendship is when you're both quiet and awkwardness doesn't fill the atmosphere.

Friendship is not easily found. And when it is, it should be cherished. Every little memory together should never be forgotten. 

Till now, I guess only a small part of me loves TGB. Mostly I just miss the people there.

I miss the people who've been there for me all the time. The people who hugged me when I cried. The people who teased me endlessly. The people who supported me through good and bad.

All these people make my heart ache with longing. Wanting them back in my life. 

I miss my classmates who brighten up my days with laughter and smiles. Though I wish they'd disappear sometimes, I am so lucky to have had them as classmates.

I miss my roommates who are like my sisters now. Yes, they bully me a lot but somehow I know deep inside that we do care a lot for each other. 

I miss Sarah, Najwa, Mia, Athirah, Syima, Alin, Dalilah, these random people I've gotten close with who made my life much easier.

I miss Adreena who wakes me up (almost) every morning and teases me but at the same time cares for me.

I miss Izzat Irfan and the way he makes me crack up. 

I miss the teachers who have taught me millions of things.

Yes, I long to be around them now. But now it's all over. I won't be having any of them back now. I could meet them up, sure. But it won't be the same. I could tell myself that I won't be losing any of them but deep in my heart, I know I'll be keeping in touch with only a handful of them. It's frustrating to think that many of the people we've bonded so much with will become merely acquaintances. 

After my last paper which was Accounts, my class and I went on a short holiday together in Malacca. We stayed a homestay which was Alhamdulillah, free since the owner was our History teacher (BILLIONS OF THANKS TO PN ZARINA BEGAM).

We ate together, cooked together, went to Wonderland, spent time at Pn. Zarina's house, played bowling together. It was honestly fun because I had my classmates with me. Their jokes crack me up. Though we bicker and tease a lot, we do love each other. And I'm guessing I'll love them for a long time. 

Thank you Allah, for letting me meet all these wonderful people. Thanks for putting me in TGB and letting me build a new identity. To be the muslimah I've always wanted to be (though I'm still far from perfect).

Thank you Allah.

And it's been a week since the last accounts paper. Sorry I'm a little late because ONE DOES NOT SIMPLY COMPOSE A BLOG POST. Here's a video for you and I'M IN IT!

Memories

Yes I still hate the school but the people there - I will definitely miss them.
My classmates; though sometimes I wish they'd disappear, most of the times I'd look at them and I know I'll miss them when school's over.
My roommates; we've had arguments, we've all felt mad at each other, but we are one of the rooms who are tight with each other.
Sarah, Najwa, Alin, Dalilah, Farah, Jannah, Syima; they've all been there for me when times get hard.
Fatin, Iza, Sahera, Aina; my ex-BRPians who will always listen to my complains and chatter.

And all the other TGB-ians who I most dearly love.

Formal dinner at Hotel Renaissance, Melaka. Kembara Terbilang at Lambaian Danau. Graduation Day. Nights with my girls. Moments in class. All treasured and kept forever.

This is a video my classmates made:

Life is like a wheel

That's what Haziyah frequently tells me. Hidup macam roda.
Trial MARA is over and boyyy was it dkxfjgnsdklhglekahglsghlh, just awesome *with a tone full of sarcasm you wouldn't think I was being sarcastic*

I freaking broke down after getting one of the papers but I quickly realised how stupid it is. I should be thankful.

"Mentor ingat tak ayat dalam surah al-Baqarah tu dia cakap, tak semestinya apa kita nak bagus untuk kita, and tak semestinya yang kita taknak tak bagus untuk kita"

                                          - Haziyah

Fish it, I'm okay. I have to stop being so materialistic. I'm good enough.

Anyway, 4 weeks of school has passed. SPM in another 42 (?) days. I'm pretty excited - not because SPM is close but because school is finishing.
I can't freaking wait to get out of this prison-like school.
There are only two things I'll miss about this school; being close to Allah, the people in it (not the vast majority but maybe 10% of the school population)
My roommates, my classmates, Sarah, Najwa, Farah, Nana, Ecah, Jannah, the BWPs, Alin, Dalilah. Oh them, who are 'sekepala' with me. Them who don't judge too quick. Them who can accept my weaknesses and support me.

I still haven't come to love this school, but I guess it's not as torturing.
And as my school life is coming to a close, I've found some aspirations to fulfill. It's time for me to go on and be a great woman who serves the nation (LOOOOOLLL)

Saya dilahirkan untuk beribadah kepada Allah. And that I shall do.
I have this dream; I want to work for Islamic banks and make people realise how powerful Islam is. How Islam is not merely a religion but a way of life.
I shall. One day you'll see me in the papers representing Islamic banks, and see how Islamic banks will one day be on the top.

Was that deep enough?
I need to complete some work now - formal dinner coming up which also implies that I will be busy for the next 2 weeks.
Fun awaits.

Remember darlings, have faith in Allah. Don't you be like me and cry over results. Allah knows what's best for you.

Those little things

Mehehe I love these guys :)

A circle

i have a friend, named adi farhan. he is kind, seriously, he is kind, handsome, talented, smart, cool, cute, adorable.

Let's just leave that unedited (and that was Adi, not me) because I want to show you my progress here. I currently hate this school. I wish I could leave. I wouldn't call it hell, since it's a place where I behave better than at home, but I just hate it. I hate having my freedom being taken away. I hate having to adhere to strict rules and a tight schedule. I hate being pressured. I hate the attitude the students are currently adapting in themselves.

The students here are not exactly behaving well lately.
Life is disappearing here. They're acting like primitive people.

I can't even say anything cause there really is nothing to say. My soul isn't here. My passion to learn disappears every time I set foot here.

Nope, I am not fine here. But thanks to my friends here, I guess my life is a bit better. What with my immature classmates who make me laugh, my roommates who (I think) genuinely care for me, my girlfriends who are there when I need someone. Though no one could ever replace my best friends, they make a fine substitute.
Though it's a bit harsh to say that, we all feel the same way.

Only God knows how much I miss Farhanah, Nina, Syafikah, Khairin, Iman, Asma, Fawwaz, Afiq and the others. Those are the people who brightened up my days with love and laughter.
Just a few days till I balik kampung, a few days till trial and just a few days left till SPM.
Life is good.

I'm probably gonna be late for chemistry, but honestly, I don't give a damn. My feelings are empty and I've transformed into a robot who can do nothing except to study for exams that don't bring good to anyone.

I GUESS I'VE GONE CRAZY HERE. OH TGB, YOU'VE KILLED ME EMOTIONALLY.

These are my loves

These are the people I'll miss once school ends. Though sometimes I wish they'd vanish into thin air, I'm grateful to know these people.
One day I'll look back on these days and  wish I could rewind.

513, I certainly love you guys.