KMPk, thanks for the memories

Warning: This will be one hell of a long post I swear.

I have been thinking so much these past few weeks. About everything. But especially my life back at matriculation. Then it strucked me, it's almost one year that I've left KMPk. It was one year ago guys. One year ago, on this exact date, we were struggling for our last paper, and I remembered it was Physics. At that time I swear, I can't even think of the exam anymore. All I think was that, today would be the last day I'm gonna see the faces I've seen for the past 10 months. And the thought that hurt the most was that, will I ever see them again?

I know there's some people who have been saying things behind my back like, "Dia ni tak reti nak move on ke apa asyik-asyik matrik. Dah masuk uni pun nak matrik lagi." or "Pehal kau suka sangat throwback? Dah dah la tu." or maybe "Eleh dia bukan rindu sangat matrik tu. Rindu crush dia kat sana je." OK THIS ONE DESERVES A SLAP IN THE FACE. And I will gladly answer those questions for you.


1) "Dia ni tak reti nak move on ke apa asyik-asyik matrik. Dah masuk uni pun nak matrik lagi."

Yes, aku memang tak reti nak move on. No matter how much I want to forget about my days back in matrics and just go on with my life here in USM, the thought of missing KMPk always comes back. Always. Can't you see how big of an impact it has left in my life? Even school doesn't have that kind of impact. Speaking of, I also have some of my friends at school who said to me, "Matrik matrik matrik. Sekolah 5 tahun tak rindu ke?" I swear to god these kind of people get on my nerves. Kau tak experience what I've been through kau diam! People will never understand.

But, that got me into thinking, do I really love matrics that much because of the fact that it was my first time away from home? The first time I lived with other people which soon becomes family? I have never stayed in a hostel before. Maybe that's why. So I went asking several people which phase in life has impacted them the most. Mostly akan jawab pre-uni, matrics, asasi, etc. There! You see? It's not just me. I'm glad it's not just me.

2) "Pehal kau suka sangat throwback? Dah dah la tu."

At most times, I realized that I tend to stroll down memory lane when I'm stressed out. But if it were for KMPk, seems like I'm always stressed out. If you followed me on Instagram, I recently spammed my feed with lots of throwback pictures from my KMPk days. I know, you guys are annoyed. Even I am annoyed with myself. It's as if I macam syok sendiri. You get me? That got me into thinking, "Aku sorang je ke yang syok sendiri ni dok rindu rindu matrik, rindu kawan2 kat matrik. Entah-entah diorang tak pun hah." Idk I have lots of negative thoughts lately but then I shook them off, I can do whatever I want to do with my account. Hah. But really though, it seems like when I throwback a lot, it kinda gives me good vibes on my daily life. It got me a whole lot better, my stress level decreased.

3) "Eleh dia bukan rindu sangat matrik tu. Rindu crush dia kat sana je."

Okay first off, let me slap you in the face first. **SLAP**
Second off, yes, I do have a crush and I do miss him, in fact, I miss everyone and everything in KMPK. I miss my crazy roommates, I miss classmates especially, I miss my JMM friends, I miss my KMM friends, I miss the people I met there, I miss the lecturers, I miss Pakcik burger hongkong, I miss going to class early everyday dekat LH5, and LH6, I miss going to tutorials, I miss going to mentor mentee classes at night, those ridiculous P-PASS, M-PASS and C-PASS, I miss practising MUET with my classmates, I miss going to the masjid with Ekin every night, I miss burger hongkong, I miss Pakwan's breakfast, I miss Kafe Mama, I miss going to Madam Saliza's ceramah, I miss our outings, I miss cocurricular activities, I miss our fieldtrip to Kg Beng, I miss kolam biawak lol, I miss going to lepak at the UFO, I miss spending time dekat bistro makan ais kacang while waiting for koko, I miss lab experiments, I miss climbing up the stairs to my room in level 3, I miss lepak lepak dekat kerusi batu bawah blok, I miss our movie nights dekat bilik TV, I miss studying at the surau & bilik bacaan during study week, I miss blok Seri Intan, I miss beli makanan dekat Seri Krian, I miss the tangga maut, I miss going to the lecturer's cubicle, I miss Sir Naim and how we used to be afraid of him, I miss Miss Amal and the time when we think we were doomed because she won't talk to us, I miss Sir Lee with his appreciation and love towards us with the excessive sweet emojis on WhatsApp, I miss Sir Am bcs his class was always dabomb, I miss Sir Shakirin's jokes, I miss Sir Soma's class, I miss agama class too it was the best, I miss going to the library during breaks, I miss how active our WhatsApp group used to be, I miss karaoke and singing along with Bia & Syaa, I miss fangirling with Fairuz & Shera, I miss gossiping with Ekin & Bia, I miss going to Hani's room and chill, I miss Ecah and her hilarious jokes, I miss Nurul and her hyperactive-ness, I miss Hanis because she's always there for me (until now), I miss Farah and her sense of humour, I miss Kak Tika and how strong she is, she gave me hope, I miss Wani too though we don't spend much time together, I miss Dayat's adorable smile, I miss Faiz's & Zul's sense of humour, I miss Zal and how kind he is, I miss Ravi for being the best class rep ever, I miss Syamir and his sarcastic jokes, I miss Zakri too, eventhough he's only in KMPk for half the sem, I miss Shad for also being the best class rep ever and for being awesome, I miss Maroon 5 for causing a lot of chaos in our class, which is good (bcs takde lah krik krik kelas) and bad at the same time. I miss Hafiz bcs he's the least annoying out of all the guys in class B (lol sorry guys) and he got the potential to be a great physicist one day (TERER GILA PHYSICS I CRY), and Irfan too though he has got to be one of the most annoying person in the world, sorry we caused you a lot of trouble and talk about you behind your back. I''m feeling so guilty now. You actually have a lot of potential to be a better person, so be a better person, try to not get people to hate you, be good, be humble, don't boast about what you're good at. I know you'll be a great person. Last but not least, I miss KMPk. All of it.

And I miss a lot of things I'd probably couldn't think of more right now. But overall, I want to say that my time in KMPk is the phase when I experienced lots of new things that shaped my life, that shaped me into being who I am today. So I am forever grateful for that and I'm never ever ever going to regret my time in KMPk at all. KMPk, thanks for the memories.

End of another chapter

On the same day, at this very time, one year ago, I am unpacking all of my things from my luggage into my locker, putting on my bedsheets, and unloading my things up on my desk then wandering around the college with my family before kissing them goodbye.

I still remembered on the first few days, I cried for who knows how long because I was homesick af (eventhough rumah dekat nak mampos) and stressed as hell because of orientation torture. I feel like I wanna run away from there. It felt like hell. I was exhausted and tired and sick but no one cared.

I had no friends. No one was an acquaintance to me except for Makhzunah so most of the time I always tag along with Makhzunah and her roommates. Me and my roommates didn't clicked so well as they all had so many friends here unlike me.

One week of hell ended and to say I was relieved was an understatement. Our tutorial classes and lectures started the day after and I was excited to say the least. It turned out okay, I get to know my classmates and after a few days, we have become close friends.

Days changed to weeks and to months, lots of things has changed. I become terribly close with my classmates and roommates, well mostly my classmates as we see each other's faces everyday from 8 til 5. I joined a lot of programs, and I was also in the masjid committee.

At times I got stressed out because I was literally surrounded by geniuses. I am always the one to get left out. The guys in my class are all the good guys and nerds it's embarrassing for me not to be one of them.

And between that period of time I developed feelings towards someone. It would be a lie if you guys hadn't. I mean, it's college kot! Mesti ada college crushes kan. Hahahaha. But mine was driving me nuts. I was mad and crazy over him and I hated that. I kept on saying to myself everyday, "You came here to study, falling for him ain't part of the plan." But yeah it never worked. It actually made the feelings more powerful.

Take this advice, when you like someone, don't deny, it'll become worse. Trust me. I've been there, done that.

So enough with that.

Sem 1 ended rather smoothly and I kind of missed all the memories of sem 1.

The second sem started well at first but along the way, it was literally hell. Assignments, lab reports, past years, and the fact that I can't adapt with the new subjects especially organic Chemistry makes me want to scream and pull my hair bald. But all in all, sem 2 was mostly fun. I got awfully close with everyone including the guys in my class and met lots of new people along the way.

But the end of this book didn't turned out that good.

We had our last paper of Physics both paper 1 and paper 2 which also marks the last day of us in college. And the eagerness and sadness over wanting to leave college so much made our studies for the last exam to be put aside, in other words, we didn't study much and we're gonna be doomed for the rest of our lives for our Physics. *sighs*

This part was the hardest. The Goodbye.

The day ended with tears all over the place and excessive hugs here and there. I was one of the last to go back so I stayed in my room after. And cried. SO. HARD.

Yes I was sad. So sad. But why? Because of the goodbye? No, but yeah but you know what makes me sadder? When you realize the fact that you'll never get to see half of these faces you see now ever again or ever in a few years time. That's what broke me.

Although it ended terribly sad and awful, but when we reminisce all the memories and hardship we've been through together, it made me realize that it's not the happy ending that's important, it's the story that matters.

Imagine all of these wouldn't happen if I didn't registered myself in college one year ago! How fast time flies. And I made the greatest decision in my life.

That one whole year was filled with so many things that had put a great impact in my life. That one whole year that made me who I am today. That one whole year full of surprises and memories.

It's crazy that in one whole year, all these things could happen.

So crazy.

Signing out,
-Naj (i got this name from college as well and i love it)

Filler

So uh hi.

I'm now currently on my sem break. For a whole week and I didn't even realize I've used the half of it. And lemme tell you, my sem break aain't productive at all. I didn't do anything beneficial I tell you. I didn't even bring any books home. That just shows how a bad student am I.

Oh and I'm sorry I haven't been posting anything for a while now. I guess you guys know why.

Yep. Procrastination gets the best of me.

I don't really know what to post about anyway so....um let's just see where my hand takes me on this keyboard. I'm a keyboard warrior after all. lol

These few weeks had been nothing but hell. Mid terms, assignments and homeworks and some stuff going on. My head won't stop spinning and the sinus headache really gets to me at most time and that's when everything falls apart. Haiyo.

But all in all, despite the tiredness and exhaustion, college had been great and I'm actually sad that it's gonna end in a few months. ;'( Because college had been a great big part of my life that taught me a lot of things, the challenges I've faced, the awesome people I met here, the new environment and a new level of experience. It's just, so so cool. And I'm utterly grateful to have the opportunity to live in this world and experience college life. Alhamdulillah.

I'm never gonna regret this decision like, ever.

Dayah. Izz. Lee. Ekin, Rabia. Hani. Fairuz. Shera. Syaa. Hanis. Kak Tika. Wani. Aishah. Farah. Nurul. Ravi. Zul. Dayat. Syamir. Faiz. Zal. Zakri. Hafiz. Farid. Faris. Khairi. Shadesh. Syahiran. Irfan. Samihah. Hakeemah. Nabila. Yana. Mira. Wan. Fatin. Izzati. Ain. Auni. Adila. Aisyah. Asmaa. Acap. Dayah. Najla. Syabell. Awatif. Dhabitah. Ezan. Intan. Aqilah. Dee. Suria. Maisara. Raihan. Afrina. Afiqah. Syahirah.

These names are the names that wouldn't mean anything to me 9 months ago. I'm eternally grateful to meet these awesome people. I love you guys. To those who doesn't have names inside here know that I love you as equally as I love them or maybe even more coz you're too special that your name would only be in my heart lol.

-Najwa signing out.

bye.

Sahabat Benar (um i guess?)

Okay sebenarnya tak reti nak translate true friends in BM. Oh well

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"True friends are those who see your faults, give you advices and defend you in your absence." -Ali bin Abi Talib (AS)-

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*searches google*

How to avoid sleeping during lecture?

Applies results to self, DIDN'T WORK OUT.

Then decided to ask a friend.

She said, "Imagine what would your family say if they found out you were sleeping during lecture. Sedih, sakit tengok kau datang sini untuk tidur dalam lecture pastu tak siap kerja sebab tak faham. Mindset dalam fikiran kau, I came here to study, niat kena betul."

Gulp. Ooh I need to apply some ice to that burn.

"Mindset lagi aku belajar kerana Allah, bukan PSPM. Aku ngantok ni semua sebab setan. Bodoh setan bodoh."

That very night, I was thinking by myself when everyone's asleep . I guess she's right, niat aku tak betul. Aku dah mindset nak tidur every lecture. Then turns out like that lah. Ya Allah. Apa nak jadi dengan aku ni.

Tomorrow. Is a new day. And I vow to myself I'll try my best to not sleep in lecture.

From that day onwards, during every lecture, I think of my family.

'They're depending on you', I thought to myself.

I force myself to stay awake. Ni semua kerja syaitan. Kau kuat, kau boleh. Kuatkan iman, hati. Lillahitaa'la.

Turns out it actually works.

I realized, not all things Google can solve for you. Sometimes an advice from a friend can change or save your life. And those friends are what I call true friends. I'm very truly grateful to have friends like these beside me through thick and thing. Ni barulah namanya rakan yang memimpin tangan kita ke syurga. Ukhuwah itu sweet kan?

Not to ruin the moment but........I have to go.

-Najwa signing out gracefully and beautifully (over pulak)

P/s: I'm having trust issues with Google right now :/

Life as a matriculation student #2 - Mentor Mentee Programme

I took a glance at my watch, 3 o'clock sharp. YEAH time to go back.

The squeaky sound of chairs being pushed was echoing the small classroom. We rushed out of the class, struggling through the small door while that familiar mop of black hair stayed at his place patiently. He's always the last one to go out, and the first one to come to class. Such a guy.

Down the stairs we go, chatting between us, ranging from topics such as "what a day" to "what homework do we need to hand in by tomorrow?" and stuff related to them.

But then Rabia nudged me, while I let out a squeak, "Apeee?" I was always the sensitive one.

"Mentor mentee physics malam ni." she said nonchalantly.

"Pukul berapa?"

"Pukul 8. Nanti kita buka puasa, terus pergi lah."

"okay kita buka sama eh?" I asked with a smile before she nodded and return back a smile. We went on our own ways, back to our dorm.

Third floor here I come.

Phew! That was tired, I mumble to myself. I walked along the corridor to find my room marking the number 14. Swivelled the doorknob, 'damn, locked'. They must be having lunch downstairs and haven't come up. Oh well.

I took my keys and jammed it into the doorknob. Click. Creeeeeeekkkkkk goes the door. Someone have got to get this annoying door fixed.

I rushed over to the bathroom and took a quick bath and took wudhu. Afterwards, I prayed zuhur and laid down on my bed. Without realizing, I fell asleep.

Ringggggg.

I gasped awake and flipped my phone to see 5:00 on the screen. Gosh it's been an hour? Feels like a minute. I got up lazily and took wudhu for Asar. Then I took out my books and homeworks that needs to be done and is due tomorrow. But then, the existence of this goddamn phone made all my work on hold. I manage to finish almost half of the work. 

Then it's almost maghrib. I texted Rabia, 'Dah solat bagitau nanti kita pergi cafe' she replied, 'okay'

When the azan was heard, I make doa and took a few gulps of water before praying maghrib. After praying, I trudged downstairs and waited for Rabia. And Rabia's door opened, "Najwaaaaa pergi dulu lah kite baru nak solat"

"Laaaah hmm okay lah nanti jumpa dekat sana" she nodded and shut the door closed.

Making my way to the cafe, my phone rang in sign of a message, "Shera F1T8 KMPk: Aku datang lambat sikit tau ada perjumpaan PRD. Dekat mana eh?"

I typed, "Okay. Dekat BT9." and press send.

Arriving at the cafe, I took a plate and put nasi goreng with chicken. That'll do. I ate and ate but Rabia still haven't come. Where the hell is she, I thought.

Soon the clock struck 8, Rabia's still not here. That's it I can't take it anymore. I decided to text Rabia and that's when someone called my name.

"Finally Rabia kau buat apa lama sangat." I said, waving my hands up for added effect. She laughed, "Solat lah" laughs again, "dah makan?"

"Dah lama dah." I said, rolling my eyes at her before she let out another laugh.

"Apa yang lawaknya?" I asked, slightly annoyed.

"takde pape lah"

"Cepat ah Rabia, nanti diorg tunggu. Pukul 8 dah ni."

"okay okay" and off she went to take her food. I sat opposite of her while she eats and suddenly her phone rang. I took it and the caller ID reads, 'Zulhairi'.

I panicked, "Weh weh zul dah call dah."

"Angkat jap aku tengah makan lah. Bagitau dia kita nak sudah dah." Rabia said.

Pressing the answer button I squeaked, "Hello?"

"Hello assalamualaikum."
"Waalaikumussalam. Zul ni rabia tengah makan ni tunggu jap nanti kitorang datang." I said in one breath.
"Okay kita buat dekat mana?"
"BT 9."
"So korang nak suruh aku tunggu kat mana ni?"
"Tunggu dekat....." I grimaced, at Rabia which then she screamed through the phone, "Tunggu dekat LH6, LH6!!!"
I heard his soft laugh, "Okay okay bye."
"Bye assalamualaikum."
"Waalaikumussalam."

"Jom" Rabia said, while standing up. We went to LH6 but didn't catch sight of Zul or Zal. Where are they?

"Tadi semangat sangat nak tau dekat mana." I said.

"Jap aku call." said Rabia while punching numbers on her phone.
"Nah guna phone aku free."
"Tak cakap awal2 dah bunyi dialing tone dah takyahlah."
"Okay."

"Hello zul ko kat mana? Kitorang kat LH6 lah. Yeeeeee. Kat BT9. Ko mana? Okay okay kitorang tunggu. K bye."

"Dia cakap apa?" I asked, curiosity killing me.

"Zul and Zal on the way."

I spun around, seing two boys making their way to us. Despite the darkness, I manage to know who they are. "Tu diorang."

Rabia spun around and smiled to both guys, "Jom".

The four of us made our way to BT9, finding out that Class B are already there. "Tu la Rabia orang ajak makan awal taknak " I blamed her and she frowns.

"Main2 je lah Rabia." I grinned.

We took our seats, Rabia in front of me, Zul, a table gap beside me while Zal sat at the opposite of Zul.

Then Zul interrupt, "Kita nak buat apa harini."

"Siapkan tutor, PSPM and UPS dalam fail tu." Rabia told us. We nodded and did as we've been told to do. We asked Rabia a few questions regarding our work that we don't know and when she didn't know, we'll go ask Hafiz. Hafiz is a Physics genius, I'm not even kidding.

Sya and Shera arrived afterwards as they both have a PRD meeting.

"Aku tak tau lah Najwa, ce tanya Sya." Rabia whined.

I made my way to Sya "Sya ajar ni jap."

So she taught me how to do it when suddenly something caught my eyes, Hafiz playing with his Rubik's cube, solving it in just a blink of an eye. It's like his hands automatically went on hyper mode on the cube. God this boy is a freakin genius. After he has finished, I took the cube and solved it, Hafiz just looks at me, "Takyah lah tengok, aku bukan sepandai kau." Soon after, "Ahha! Siap pun." and I smirked victoriously.

I suddenly got addicted to that goddamn cube and do it over and over again. Zul suddenly spoke, "Kau hafal step dia ke apa?"

"Ye lah, tapi lambat. Janji siap."

Then Rabia spoke rather angrily, "Najwa, aku kira sampai 3 kalau ko tak berhenti main, jagalah."

"Last!!! Japp nak siap dah."

"1....."

"Sabar lah "

"2....."

"Ti......."

"Siap."

Shera clapped, "bravo najwa."

"Dah buat kerja!" Rabia exclaimed angrily.

"Okay okay nak buat la ni."

Snickers from Zal and Zul could be heard.

"Next week aku nak bagi tugas kat korang. Najwa and Zul, partner ajar Chapter 6. Get ready. Isnin nak kuiz dah. So kita buat hari jumaat."

We both nodded, "Okay mentor." I said sarcastically.

Soon after.....

"Jom aaa balik najwa dah pukul 9:30." Rabia whined.

"Sabar lah tak siap lagi niiii aku dalam bilik kang tido." I argued.

"Tulah tadi main2 sangat cube tu." she rolled her eyes.

I grinned, "Sorry Rabia."

"Jom ah balik." Shera spoke.

"Haih semua tak sabaq eh nak balik, jom lah." I sighed in defeat.

Packing up my stuff, we went out of the classroom, bidding both guys goodbyes and off we go.

"Nanti jumaat ni jangan lupa eh Najwa." Rabia reminded.

"Okay okay."

"Jom pi bistro." Shera suddenly changed the subject.

We bought some stuff, food drinks before going back to our dorm.

"Bye" we bid before parting our own ways to our room.

Well that was a great night.

Life as a matriculation student #1

*alarm rings*
I woke up, my eyes are still droopy and my head's still heavy, reluctant to get out of bed. Flipping my phone and the clock displays 5:00 am.
"Baru pukul 5" and with that, I pulled my duvet, snuggling inside like a cocoon and pull back to slumber. Soon, my alarm rang again and I groaned in annoyance.
"5:15 Assolatu khairu minannaum" displays in big letters of my phone. Tiba-tiba sentap.
Astaghfirullah. What the hell is wrong with me? Always give chances to shaytans to do their job perfectly. I woke up facing reality, switched on the study place's light and tidy up my bed. I drank a big gulp of water for sahoor before rushing out to the bathroom through our creaky room door *creeeeeeekkkkkk*. Oh I'm gonna wake them awake if it's like this.
The outside air is quiet, the eerie silence makes all the hair on me rise and cause a tingle on my spine.
'Don't think of Paranormal Activity at a time like this' I said to myself.
Grabbing my toiletries, I went in the empty shower and get a quick shower and wudhu'.
Went back inside my room *creeeeeeekkkkkk* goes the annoying little door. Dayah heard it and rubbed her eyes awake.
"Najwa, pukul berapa dah ni?"
"5:30 lebih kot?"
She nods and went back to sleep. Phew.
I get dressed in our formal dress, baju kurung and took my telekung before glancing at my watch.
5:36. Still have time.
I prayed for what seems like forever until the azan is heard and prayed subuh. After a while, I open my whatsapp to see a message in "Dinamika Project Group 1" thread.
Shit today's the presentation.
I quickly grabbed my laptop. I clicked a file named "Folio Dinamika" and modified it a bit to make it perfect but still, we're in need of 1 more point which our so-called responsible group chief, Zakri couldn't find it. 'Great, just great.' I thought sarcastically. This is gonna be a long day.
I glance at my watch again, 6:50. Whoa how long did I type that thing? I went to grab my books for today and threw it my backpack.
Slinging it onto my back along with my file, I took a deep breath, "Bismillah I hope this day starts and ends well. Here goes nothing." With that I stepped out of the room, "Bye guys" I bid my roommates before they replied back.
Trudging my way downstairs, I caught sight of the cafe, oh yeah puasa, lupa pulak. So I turned my heels and went to the lecture hall.
*cricket sounds* Am I that early? I thought.
And soon, a group of girls went in the hall and I followed on their tails. Empty and warm. Took a seat at the 5th row as the front was occupied by the group of girls.
Soon, people are pouring into the hall, it was crazy. And then I saw the familiar mop of black hair which quickened my heartbeat. I try to control myself from staring but I can't. He sat 2 rows in front of me. Calm down, Najwa. Conceal, don't feel.
Hanis and the rest of my classmates arrived as they greet me. My row was not taken by anyone so that row is preoccupied by us F1T8. Our lecture went smoothly and we got a free period after. Went to finish dinamika project and then hang out at the library.
Dinamika was hell, literally. Our group was to present and unfortunately we got humiliated in front of the whole class. During the Q&As session, Zul, being the nicest boy he is (i am being sarcastic), just had to ask so many complicated questions on us and smirked evilly. Thanks a lot, Zul. Aku memang tahu what legitimasi means. *rolls eyes*
Thank God we survived dinamika and we got an hour break.
"Tengok ah nanti presentation korang aku tanya soalan banyak-banyak" I said to Hanis which happens to be in a group with Zul. Zul just laughed and ignored my remark. Don't believe me aye? Okay, just you wait.
We then, went to the library to work on our unfinished assignments. And study a little bit. Next week UPS can someone kill me?
I slept the entire lecture during physics and I hate myself for that.
"Class dismiss, assalamualaikum and have a nice day."
We packed our stuff and poured out through the small door.
Next class is English and then baliiikkkk. I, excitedly went to English class and unfortunately we got a reading comprehension test. It was all good, really until it was time to get back home. Alhamdulillah the day ends good, as what I've hoped for.
I walked happily to my dorm, "assalamualaikum"
And Yana squared (Liyana and Diyana) instantly replied "waalaikumussalam".
I took off my socks, and handsocks and took wudhu for zuhr prayer.
After praying, I lay down on my bed and my eyes went droopy all over again. My body aches of tiredness and all I need now is a nap. A short nap before asar.
I put on my alarm for 5 pm and sleep.
*alarm rings*
Yawning, I got up and took wudhu and prayed asar. Afterwards, I grab my backpack and stuff in my math books. I plan to hang out at the cafe til iftar as there'll be fogging of dengue and 'Charlie' insects. But then the siren blared, in sign of there's an announcement.
"Assalamualaikum wbt dan selamat sejahtera. Harap maaf, fogging hari ini dibatalkan. Harap maklum"
And I without a doubt, laid back on my bed with a book on my chest and unexpectedly fell asleep. Again. I, yet again hate myself for that.
I rubbed my eyes awake and flip my phone. 7:15. Oh shit.
Astaghfirullahala'zim. I keep on chanting it over and over again. Ya Allah what is with me?
I panicked and get dressed. I curse and swear rather often as I ran down to the cafe. As I arrived at the cafe, I went to buy food for iftar and again as the unfortunate one, food's all out.
'Great' I mumbled to myself rather sarcastically.
I deserved it and I know it. I sighed and bought a drink. I guess my iftar today is only mango juice then.
Trudging back upstairs, "Lauk habis."
"What?!" said Izz.
"Yeah takde apa dah. Just kena order lah. I malas ah."
"You nak bukak puasa kan? I ada maggi, nak?"
My eyes shine delightedly, " Nak!!!" Izz laughed and took a cup of maggi before handing it to me.
"Thanks, izz" and she mumbled an 'okay'.
I prayed Maghrib, and read Quran a little and prayed Isya'.  Then, ate my maggi as I took my books and do math.
Dayah stormed in, "Najwa esok ada quiz math kan?"
My eye went wide as saucers "Serious?" She nods.
"Asal kitorang tak dapat info pun?" I argued. She just shrugged.
I quickly grabbed my phone and whatsapp-ed our class group and they all were shocked as I was. I whatsapp-ed Zul for confirmation as he's the goody-good boy, he must know everything regarding education and studies. But then he said he didn't know nor cared as it doesn't affect our UPS. He just wants to finished his assignments coz that's what's important.
I scoffed, "He's such a nerd." and I grit my teeth, added, "I can't let him win this challenge."
And so, I felt determination taking over me and went to do my math assignments and Zul, being the 'good' boy he is ruined my precious moment with math, by sending a video that made me replay it over and over again. I replayed for like 5 times and I still felt the urge to press the replay button.
You know what's happens next right. PROCRASTINATION occured.
I totally need to throw this phone miles away from me. I just can't.
And now here I am typing out this post. Maths till unfinished and haven't studied for tomorrow's quiz at all.
Damn what the hell am I gonna answer on the damn paper tomorrow?
Wish me luck people. Ily xx
-Najwa signing out exhaustingly

Suckishly awesome

Assalamualaikum,

this post might make me sound like a bitch so bear with me.

Been a while eh? I was super duper busy with college and for the umpteenth time, COLLEGE PLAIN SUCKS.

Why you ask?

1. Hectic schedule
2. No time to revise because packed with assignments and tutorials
3. Not enough time to finish projects, assignments and tutorials
4. THEY TEACH LIKE A FERRARI (like, calm down man)
5. Syllabus and contents are harder (and it's only the first semester)
6. Pop quiz every two weeks (which affects our PB when we get low marks)
7. NO TIME TO RELAX (even on weekends)
8. no freedom
9. Food's expensive

But then again, there's the bright side.

1. Awesome roommates
2. INSANELY CRAZY AND AWESOMER CLASSMATES (F1T8 ftw!)
3. amazing activities
4. cool lecturers
5. Technologies are free to use
6. There's a tv room where we can watch movies
7. The place's huge and we can jalan-jalan everywhere
8. Lots of entertainment
9. Other things i cant think of right now

But these past few weeks had been great, and ramadhan here is not too bad at all. Tarawih meriah, iftar super meriah. There's a bazaar where they sell street foods and i think it's amazing. My daily meal for breakfasting is whether Nasi Ayam, Nasi Lemak or Bihun sup. The taste's not too bad but yeah, a bit pricey. Classes are a bit exhausting in ramadhan, stair and hill climbings are hell. I always overslept and miss sahur which makes me all the more exhausted. I already put on 4 alarms on my phone starting from 4, 4:30, 5 and 5:30 and it's annoying when at times I DIDN'T HEAR ANY OF THEM. I was planning to qiyam but shaytan always wins it's such a bummer.

Oh and we organized an iftar jamaie for all our classmates and I THINK THAT THE IFTAR WAS INCREDIBLY INDESCRIBABLY AMAZING. Never had so much fun for quite a while. It was precious, everything went well and i think it was perfecto. I'll attach a few pics for you guys ;)

And today marks the day of our last ramadhan here in KMPk. I stayed up last night along with Rabia, Ekin and Shera, finishing our assignments (i know, nak balik pun still ada assignment) and slept at about 3 and woke up at 4, continue to get it done but then my eyes went droopy so I slept again, and unexpectedly woke up at 6:30. Again, i didn't hear any of my alarms so my aim to qiyam once again lost to shaytans. Ugh.

 I was rushing as I still got class for today (even though i plan to ditch) but thank God class today was awesome. Sir Am just tells us his stories and such, it was great. Oh yeah I got my Computer Science quiz an A minus. It's not the best but yay at least better than the previous quiz. And there's only less than 10 people that came to class today coz they're getting ready to go back to their hometown. Now, I am alone in my room, with all my roommates gone back to their home, waiting patiently for my mom to come and pick me up so that we can go to BBW and HOME SWEET HOME BABY.

EXCITED AF. Hope our journey home went safe and sound insyaALLAH.

So I guess I'll be going for now. Til then, assalamualaikum.

-Najwa signing out.

Rocking out lab coats before Physics practical class.

Physics mentor-mentee programme (i'm a mentee btw coz i suck)

Iftar jamaie' with le girls

Iftar bersama KMM

THE BEST DAY EVER : IFTAR JAMAIE WITH LE CLASSMATES WOOHOO

I LOVE YOU GUYS FIT8 FTW!!!!!!!!!

Jannah will be our forever and final destination, insya-ALLAH amiin 

New chapter

Assalamualaikum.



Finally had the chance to be here. It's been a while since I last write. Ah it feels good to be back.

A lot of things happened recently for the past few weeks that made me having this writer's block. I don't know if you guys happen to know or not but I'm a college student now. I admit, I was kind of scared to be in the new world of college life but so far, it's not as bad as what I've expected.

Orientation week was hell, literally. It was freaking tiring. We only have 3 hours of sleep everyday and we have to go back and forth from our room to the hall. And you know what it takes to get to the hall? Hill hiking, numerous stair climbing, and endless walking. The content of the orientation was okay, partially, it was fun. There were games and awesome activities all thanks to abang kakak AJKO (we miss you guys). But other than that was boring lectures about the college blablabla and stuff. Now come to think of it, I kind of miss orientation week.

I've gone pretty close with a lot of people here and I can't believe that people here are actually nice. (not that i expect them to be mean but they're like super nice.) I got too attached with my classmates and roomies coz they're the face that I see everyday now. Technically, although I've been here for less than a month, I already feel like they're my family. My roommates are those freaking awesome people. Trust me, they're super awesome and friendly and GAHHH I LOVE THEM. We almost shared the same interests and they enjoy whatever I enjoy. Although they kind of despised Taylor but, seriously what is Taylor compared to them?
We got along pretty well and they're such amazing people. We think alike, we fangirl together everyday on TFIOS (like srsly, TFIOS needs to come out already).

This place is waaaaayyyyyy different than school. We can bring handphones to class, our laptop, we don't have to wear uniforms, and we're like adults now. But when it comes to education system, it's way different than school. We have lectures, tutorials and practicals to attend. Lectures are okay which is exactly my favourite among all of the things in my schedule. I hate that I slept in lectures and when it comes to tutorials, I can't answer a thing. Thank God my classmates are there to make it up for me. The lecturers here are unexpectedly different from the teachers at school. Once you didn't take notes or jot them down, they'll never gonna repeat the same info and it's a loss for you. They expect you to come over to them in their cubicle if you don't understand something.

Our schedules packed, from 8 til 5. We only have an hour of break and that's not enough. That's only the time when we can actually see the lecturers in their cubicle, and to go pray Zohor and stuff. Our only study time is after 5 til night. And you know what happens at night, we passed out with our books in our faces, our study table unarranged, books everywhere. Yea, picture that out.

The food's here okay, I guess but a wee bit too pricey for us students. Our allowance can't top our daily expenses as we have to buy exactly everything on a daily basis. For instance, lecture notes are compulsory for us to buy, they don't just give us the notes like teacher in school does for free. There are great facilities here that I love though. Our Kedai Siswa spares us everything we wanted to buy, ranging from snacks to toiletries. There's a clinic if we ever get sick and for entertainment, there's a golf course, a tennis court, a volleyball court, a badminton court and also a squash court! There is also a gymnasium and the library here is huge, they facilitate a lot of things for students like computers and stuff.

So, to top it all, college life is tiring yet it rocks.