Start working hard, smartly syeera! :)

Once upon a time, 

its actually early in the morning...

A girl tries, very hard to start her new day with a smile...

as she has a very important mission tomorrow..

so, by now...she should revise all her notes...

then...

stop it now syeera! get working!

All right. 

She is now with her notes.

That's all. 

The  End :)))

p/s : memang merepek-repek je nih.hahaha

that's how it ends.just be grateful ceya!

Oh, the last class had ended yesterday.

I cried. I cried terribly until the late evening.

I tried my hard not to cry in front of others, all time, 

since my school days. not even front of my parents.

But I shed buckets of tears yesterday.

Yes of course, one of the reason is the 'perpisahan' between us (the class member).

Eyusaaa made a video specially dedicated to the class, 

but again I am not crying because the video that time,

as I am the first person to watch it two days before the preview day.

But I started crying when the video is showing, 

because my tears are more on what happened between us as a class.

Lots had happened. It's five semesters, almost 3 years memories.

Some of you, we are close at first, but at the end we seems like are not.

Some of you, pretend to be close with me, but talk bad about me behind.

Some of you, I  feel dekat and the love, tapi sayang dah nak habis semester.

Some of you, I feel so hard to berpisah with, but this is how a pertemuan ends.

When we are attracted, we start to repel each other. May I know why?

Did I do something bad? Did I ever said something hurts you? 

do something bleeds your heart?

Then,  you guys? 

never hurt me? never do or say anything bleeds me? 

The fact is, I am nothing and nobody. 

I have no bling-bling features like you guys do. 

I have quite dark skin, I am so skinny,

having a short-sightedness, not so bubbly,

 not so friendly until you start it,

not a caring showing person, I can't drive guys! 

I don't even marry a  Dato' or any Tan Sri,

 I am just lead a simple and moderate life, 

I am not a comel-comel type and 

I am not so creative like you guys do, 

I lack of confidence and many more. 

So why we can't be friends?

 Is it because of those weaknesses I have?

I tried my best to be as matured as I can.
 I am just 19 years old when we were first year, 

by mingle with almost 'matured' course mates, 

I have to be a women not a girl anymore. 

I always believe that 'big strong girl don't cry'.

So, I have try to handle my feelings, attitude and many more 

just to show that I can tolerate with you guys.

Sometimes,

 I have to pretend and  forced 

my heart and brain to act like nothing happen and be sabar. 

I admit, I might do lots of mistakes that may hurt you guys,

so here is my apology, 

I am so so so sorry for what I have done to you guys, to every each of you.

You know I am not perfect, and for every single little thing that hurts you, 

which I might not realise,

 please forgive me :(

I can't say sorry face to face, as I might cry again.

Its time to go. I chose to run away from you guys.

I love broadcast journalism, will always love it.

but, cinta tak semestinya memiliki,

so, I guess the south will be the best place for me.

All the best for those in the industry lines,

I will always proud of you guys. :)

I am just a very simple girl. 

All I need is just sincerity and purity in our friendship. 
No politics please?

I love you guys. seriously. Everyone of you. 

Btw, pardon my english and grammar.I'm tried. :)

Salam perpisahan.

p/s - Thank you awak, for taking me away last evening, I even cried few times in the car. Thank you too by taking me to the clinic last night. You know I need you right?

 love love love you awak! ;)

Back to the track, of blogspot. ^^

Fuhhh...fuhh...Wow..

it's been a long long time since the last post published.

Lots of things happened this semester 

and hey, you know what? 

This is actually the last week of 'kuliah week',

before the 'study week' and of course the 'examination week'.

I should say, how time flies right?

Well, as this is the last semester before I am going to 'latihan industri', 

so am kind of busy with commitments, responsibilities, 

duties, assignments (of course) and many more!

So here are some recaps on what am I doing  for this semester, 

well, read it if you want, as this post is just like a diary for me. 

and if you don't, then lets skip to other post.hehe

There are 14 weeks all together in a semester.

So, lets make it in a nice chronology.

Week 1.

I am staying in a new college. Kolej Tun Hussein Onn.

Well ya, not so new, 

but still considered as new, (belit-belit tak?haha)

as with the new 'akak-akak office', 

'new' friends, 'new' cafe and 'new' roomate.

Well, everything is not so new. 

As if my heart is been so close to this college before, perhaps.

My new roomate is not a stranger. I got to know her before.

But now, we might not so close, 

but sometimes we do share lots of thing together. 

Later, I will explain more about her ;)

Week 2. 

Emmm....can I do the details tommorow?

Promise! I have to do something important right now.

I will share my experience as Controller of Radio MIDAS, my group won the PSA's contest organised by Primework Studios, had a wonderful tiring shooting in a scary mysterious house, mystery of a cat in my room,  browny as a birthday give, a surprise birthday ice cream from coursemates, outing with 19 people till 5 in the morning,

 a ask to get engage and more stories.

So, which part are you eager to read about?hehe

See you soon bloggers. 
(konon ramai peminat ke makcik!.haha)

p/s - this is just about myself, things around me and I do appreciate  it. 

Alhamdulillah :)

Stand with your HEART!

"Why should I be quiet? You are saying, if they are doing something that is wrong to MY COUNTRY, and I should not say anything?"

I'm quoting Tun Dr Mahathir's words. 

These saying, not just reflects to one COUNTRY,

but also can be apply in our daily life, oh it's actually my life. 

Fight for your right. Stand with your heart.

That's how I'm comforting myself, hopefully it works.

Motip sangat pic ni kan? :P

p/s - go ceya go!

AsSalam. Hallu!!! Its been a long while since I wrote the last entry. 

Emmm...let's straight to the point. (not in mood to write berjela-jela,

 just wanna share something this morning.)

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Seseorang yang soleh pernah berkata kepada anaknya, 

"Janganlah anda menjadi kepala (pemimpin), sebab kepala banyak menahan rasa nyeri."

Maksud dan ucapan orang soleh itu ialah bahawa jangan terlalu senang untuk menonjolkan diri dan ingin menjadi pemimpin kerana kritikan dan umpatan. pelecehan dan serangan itu sasaranya tidak lain hanyalah terhadap orang-orang yang berada di barisan hadapan.

source : siri penyejuk hati

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Well, it's  sounds hard, but that's how responsibility is. Only the chosen one will know the rasa 'nyeri'. Anyway, everybody is the 'pemimpin' kan? 'Pemimpin' in a society, in a class, in a family or even in ourselves. All the best then! 

p/s : Hoping to have more strength and more smile :)

Hi Facebookers ;)

Hallu. What a calming evening anyway.

And...

Something happened when I have nothing to do,

okay okay okay, 

actually I have lots of thing to do, 

examination week is coming,

read out the notes, memorize the terms, bla...bla...bla..

but you know, those things, sometimes I need a break.

(not really sometimes, almost everytime.hihihi)

So, this is what actually happened,

Its like a riddle,
a question on whose eyes is that,

then as I am so well familiar with those eyes,

without any hesitation, 
and confidently I type his name,

it's FIZOW OMAR's eyes. the actor?you know?

Well, thanks to my ma, as she is really kind of fonded on this guy,

and might want to be her menantu kot.haha
Okay, that's too much syeera! (ya I know. :P )

She used to keep talking about him, so thats how I know him.

Well then, 
as I am the first and the fastest to answer with the correct one,

this is my reward,

Haha. It's just for fun anyway. 

And the other reward is,

suddenly lots of Facebookers,

or I should say, the members of the group are 

adding me to be their friends on the list,

but I need time to, either approve it or not, as,

you guys are strangers to me. Sorry.

Anyway, the page,

Lelaki Kacak, perempuan Cantik,

my friend entered the competition, 

and she asked me to click 'like' on her photo,

but you know, to like the photo, I have to like the page first,

and that's how I am in this group.

After supporting my friend,
I did not leave the group as

 I think it will be fun doing those riddles when I'm free kan? :)

p/s : can't wait to go home.ok tu je.huhu

in a ROME..eh, in a room :)

hallu.goodm0rning.

nah, this entry will be..

emmm like a token for a good friend, 

or a 'kakak'

for sharing a nice,warming room during this short semester. 

oh, it should be a room mate then!

In a better word, an appreciation may be? :D

Here is the story.

Once upon a time, I met a girl. the comel one.hihi.

And she is actually two years and four months older than me, 

(so, now, see, how young I am.hahaha)

So I prefer to call her as 'kak' Nuzur. 

She has a nice name, and I love to call her name, her full name. 

NUZURUL HUDAAAAA! 

that's how sometimes I teriak her name 

when she's done 'something' to me or surroundings, 

I mean, especially when..errr she bullied me!

We seem like had gone through quite lots of things together  in the last two semesters,

 I mean three semesters including this one (short semester). 

Ya, lots of things, 
that event, these incident, those moment, 
the cry things, the smile things, the secrets, 
the worrying, the gossips even I, myself not perfect
(anyway, sapa yang tak pernah gossiping, tell me.hahaha), 
we were argued, we do fight sometimes (eh ye ke? ye kot.hihi),
 we do have misunderstandings, 
we do have things that not satisfied each other, 
we do hurt each others' feelings 

but we are still friends! (tak gitu? :P )

So now, back to the topic, in a room. 

Well, we know, like my previous entry which 
there are always stories behind, in a room. 

At first, there are some complications in order to get a room, 

(she and I know what and how was it),

 but Alhamdulillah 

we got the nearest college to the faculty, (don't be jelous :P )

Okay, let me explain, 

it is a short semester, which it's only about 8 weeks.

So, lots of my stuff were in the store room, 

therefore we are sharing things. What are they?

eh. this one is not the things. these were our juadah berbuka puasa.

her kettle. with this, mi maggie sokmo la jawabnya.hahaha

her hangers. I have my own hangers, but mostly in the store room.

her pail. I do have mine,
the big one in the store, the small one in the room.

her sister's toto.
Double toto. comelll :D

Oh this one I like the most. Her toaster.
ROTI BAKARRRRR, nuymmmy!

Her....eh, excuse me, this is mine ok.hehehe

So, lastly, I would like to say, emm thank you to this 'kakak' for lenting me lots of things as, upon my difficulities (my far home town, things in the store.waaa sedih...bla-bla-bla). Thank you very much. :) 
Oh ya..a bunch of thanks to Maria too, she is a sweet girl kan! 
(yeay dapat kawan baru dari kedah ;) )
And...I would like to apologize on my mistakes, 
misbehavior  miscommunication, weaknesses and lots more that might hurts you. SORRY :(  

Anyway, 

tell you a secret, 

when she is going back to her sister's house or to her hometown,

 this is what she always pesan to me,

 " jangan lupa makan tau.makan tau." haha. 

Don't you and she know that I am dieting :P :P :P

p/s : Well, you know, I am not kind of touching-touching person and good with ayat berbunga-bunga in writings, ya as usual, but I am trying okayyy ;)