A Dramatic Week, Duh.

Assalamualaikum

I just listened to The Piano Guys' Begin Again.

And it somehow made me ponder. Made me think that, I can begin again.

I SHOULD begin again.

Begin what?

Everything.
Especially on this blessed month of Ramadhan, yes, let's begin...again.

Yeah, it's kinda weird that a song from Taylor Swift that actually motivates me to start all over again, this Ramadhan.

But who cares, my kind of new chapter doesn't have anything to do with the song's lyrics though. Except for the "...begin again". Haha.

And remember, I was reminded by TPG's Begin Again cover, not the Taylor Swift's one.

Curious about The Piano Guys? Check them out at Youtube.

And oh yes, I also heard 'Human' by Christina Perri.

"You just knew that song? That song is ancient!"

Ok, I heard like months ago but I had no idea about the lyrics but the song sounds fancy(?) to me. (I don't think 'fancy' is an appropriate word for such song)

Then, I just recently saw the lyrics and...

I realized that this song is quite deep somehow, a bit different than other songs these days. Simply my forte. Christina Perri, you nailed it once again!

"But I'm only human, I bleed when I fall down"

We're not perfect, no matter how much we try because "we're only human". But still we need to do our best towards perfection, right matey?


Haha. I talked a lot about songs this time cause, I had a week filled with TSUNAMI wave of emotions. I don't even have much appetite at all.

When I was happy, I became a bit too cheeky, goofy and a little crazy somehow.

Then, when I was sad, I slept or cried at the toilet. Cried before I sleep because I couldn't fall asleep. Cried thinking of every little things. I don't think I ever cry this much in my teenagehood (?).

Hmm, when I'm mad and depressed, I just stay quiet, just nodding to every word people say or else I'll explode. Crumpling lots of papers, (totally not good for the environment) or just quickly leave the crowd and...cry.

I rarely cry. Really. And I usually eat a lot. But I wasn't last week. It all happened in a week. maybe two.

I don't know what was wrong. Maybe because of my exam results. Maybe because it was my birthday. Maybe because I didn't win the race. Maybe because my Add Maths teacher is leaving. Maybe... I was too far from remembering Allah, I lost control and became weak.

Or all of the above.

Don't worry I'm doing just fine now. No worries. You know teenage girls and feels. Duh.

(tapi serius, birthday tahun ni memang hambar)

By the way, Ramadhan Al-Mubarak! Wassalam alaik.

What to Pursue? Stop Asking Me That!

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim

Assalamualaikum, and yeay! I'm writing again. I don't know why, but I just feel excited to write (although no one read my blog). You know how it feels when there's an idea or issues struck into your brain and the effectors send the impulses to the finger to elaborate them here, in my blog.

It's wonderful.

So, last week I went to Aussie. And yeah, it was fun and gave me a whole new experience because I never went to developed country like Aussie before. 

Wait, is Aussie a developed country? Not sure bout that, I think so. It's a First World country, so basically, it's a developed country, ahah!

Never mind. However, I'm not going to talk about the places we went to or something like that. 

It's just that I had a conversation with an American tourist there.

"Ooo, WOW!" Oh yeah, it was awesome. I never had a conversation with any foreigners before so it was, a little awkward at first. I met this lady in her 50s at a bus at the Blue Mountains and it went like this...

Me: So, where are you from?

Her: (showed her tag) US, what about you?

Me: Malaysia, have you been there?

Her: No, but I've been to Singapore. They're close to each other right?

Me: Yeah, they're really close to each other.

(silence)(my parents interrupt)

Her: Are you still in school?

Me: Yeah

Her: In which grade?

Me: Umm, I'm in Form 5... umm(how hould I explain it, US have different kind of grading with Malaysia)              Ok, in Malaysia, there are 2 types of.... (bla, bla, bla)

Her: Oooh, so you're in the Senior year then. You know in US...(bla, bla, bla)

Me: Ooh..

And here comes the 'soalan cepumas'

Her: So, what are you planning to do after you finish school?

Me: Mmm, I'm planning to enter college.

Another 'soalan cepumas'!

Her: Yeah, of course. What do you decide to pursue?

Me: Mmm, (I don't know! but just blurted out..) Engineering.....or IT. (Haha, but I do have interest in IT             and a little in Engineering)

Her: Oh, that's nice. Those...

My father interrupted, "You didn't tell me that"

Me: (sengih, hehe, because I still didn't decide yet actually)

Sebenarnya panjang lagi tapi sampai situ je lah. She even asked me to where do I want to continue my study and etc.


I keep hearing this kind of question, it just bother me somehow. Even an Ameican stranger asked me that.

The main point here is, I'm still not sure of what I'm going to do. I just don't.

The main focus right now for me is to STUDY for SPM, then decide. I've a lot of time to think about it after SPM right. So, no worries.

So please, stop asking me that question. I'm no mad. I'm WARNING you all.