Pfft.

Lack of exposure,

lack of experience,

lack of knowledge,

and

paranoid.

What a COMBO.

XOXO

Random dream.

So I slept after Azan Asar, without performing Asar prayer, I decided to take a nap first, bad habit ey?

Then I dreamt about you. I forgot the main story-line, but I remembered, when you and me try to find a place, where it supposed to be located just by the next building, to find a place for a friend who got lost. Then, we couldn't find it, we got lost either, but we're having fun together. The first time you reached me, you went all excited and hugged me so tightly I can't breathe, but I felt the warm love flowed by your scent and your heat. And you said, "This is what I've been waiting for!", smiling and continue hugging. After we're done with the building-searching, you came to my place, and we talked, laughed and talked again. It felt so good though. So good, as if, there're nothing that burdened our mind, there's always butterflies flown around us, sunshiny all over, felt so joyous by just looking at each other's smile.....

Then I woke up, my phone rang. Pffft. And I remembered, I haven't perform Asar! And I thought, "Shit, these Satans really trying so hard to make me stay asleep and skipped my Asar. Astaghfirullah. Alhamdulillah, for bringing me back to live from this instant dead". You know, although I reaaaaallly want my dreams to become true, but I know, those dreams are just, too fancy to become reality.

PS: Huda slept over my house last weekend, see her 'review' about my family. :)

XOXO

Annoying Complaint.

Warning: This is a post about a typical student life who kept complaining about her incomplete and unsatisfied life.

The main factor that induced me to write about this, is because of my new college (hostel). First, the toilets are creepy, which makes me kinda afraid to stay up late. Second, only me and four of my friends are the only dental students in this particular block, so it's quite tedious IF we have a group discussion. Like, we have to 'work hard' and berkorban in order to accomplish those work. *YAWN* Third, the internet in my room is fecking slow! I'm pissed every night. Which, actually good, because I can spend more time studying instead of wandering around for Facebook and Blogger. But, what if I have some project to do? Isn't a-slow-internet put on more stress for me? Forth, this block is supposed to be renovated, and shouldn't be used, until it done. But, due to loads of student need a  place to stay, so they, I don't know, put on a hold (I guessed?) and let the student stay here. The good thing is, the furnitures are all new. It all came with the plastic wrap around them, and we unwrapped the plastic and voila, it's totally ours! But, they (woman from the office) promised us, by last Tuesday, the room will be completed with all the things. And yet, tomorrow is going to be the next Tuesday, and we haven't received the shoe rack and the study table. Like, whaathaa? How am I going to study? How am I going to do my daily-night routine, sitting cross-legged on the chair, colourful notes on their way to be done, soul musics kept hitting my eardrums, a cup of coffee besides my pencil case, the room filled with the aroma of the coffee.......

You don't know, how these things affect my life. I can't study like I used to (for the time being), i'm stressed out by my friends who're fully prepared to listen to next lecture, i'm so jealous and next Monday is my Progress Test and I kept complaining, "When will my study table arrived?". Sounds nothing to you, ey? I don't care, it's me, not you.

Pffft, I actually can make these things work, as in, I actually can study and move on and stop complaining. Instead go to the library, study there, or, just lie down on the room floor and study, or lie on the cozy bed, put the blankets on and make yourself warm, and study, yeah, I 'can' do that. -..-" Everyone can right?
But, due to I am hormonally-unstable and bleeding now (got what I meant, ladies?), so complaining is just the right thing to do now.
XOXO

You.

I drew you,

But, I don't have the guts to give you,

Because it's not as perfect as you.

XOXO

New Semester.

For the first week, I think i'm doing great. I'm staying in the new block, as in different room now. It's an old building. To me, it's kinda scary and the toilets are lousy. Well, apparently, I got different roomate. She's quite okay.
Oh, heck yeah, I'M IN YEAR 2! I am so proud of myself. First year thought me a lot, and change me a lot. There're pros and cons though. The obvious cons are, i'm becoming more insecure and less confident. The pros, well, I know how to study using the right way:)
Anyway, I slept the whole one-hour lecture of 'Histology Of Oral Cavity and Stomach'. I was having stomachache, and my new lecture hall is bloody hot and humid. The air-conditioner is working, but I think the last time they serviced 'em was like, 20 years ago? So, at 2-5 pm everyday, we became all lazy, messy and sleepy. Duh, I hardly focus in class during that time. Sucks ey?

Fun fact for 1st week: Me and Ummi, will perform Joget Pahang for Raya celebration in faculty tomorrow! Haha! The worst part is, we're informed by the matron to do a performance, just yesterday. And, we worked our ass off today and InsyaAllah tonight, to make sure our performance would be great and not as lame as some stranger thought it might be. Gaaaaah! Wish me luck:)

PS: I love making myself busy, so that I can ignore the most fucked-up things happened to me.
XOXO

WTFeck.

"I think, you just replaced me without you realizing it. Thank you."

PS: Actually, I wanna make this as my Facebook status, but I just think it's too cheesy. Thus, I post it here, so that's why it's short.
XOXO

Anger.

Throw a fake smile to them, and drove away. Turn on the radio, Moves Like Jagger hit my eardrum. I increased the volume until my ears can't hear the sound of roaring engine whenever I dropped the gear or stepped on the throttle. It felt damn good. When the roads are clear, I'll step on it honey, hell yeah! Speeds until you felt satisfied. Then, hit on the brake the deepest the brake pad can go. Urgent brake, the traffic lights changed from yellow to red. Panicking if the car exceeds the line. Then, continue to roar. Cursed those bastards that blocked my way.

XOXO