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    Aku tahu benda ni macam bodoh bunyinya. No offense, tapi memang bodoh. Masa aku tengah tulis benda ni, perasaan aku bercampur sebab rasa macam ehh bodohnya akuu hishh. HAISHHH

    Okay. Jadi memandangkan aku mula belajar pada era covid, kitorang memang takde face-to-face class sampai sekarang. Just online classes je. Sebenarnya, kalau ikutkan perancangan awal uni, ada kelas face-to-face untuk lab programming pada Minggu Ke-6, tapi seminggu sebelum tu, ada sorang student yang disahkan positif covid. Jadi f2f tu terpaksa ditangguhkan. Lepas macam dah reda, covid pun berkurang, diorang plan nak buat f2f minggu keberapa entah. Tapii lepas tu ada staf pulak yang disahkan positif. Last-last, memang cancel terus kelas f2f tu hahahaha.

    During classes, kitorang memang tak bukak kamera sebab mengambil kira internet connection kat tempat pelajar-pelajar lain dan pensyarah. Some of us stay at UTP, some went back to their home. Pensyarah semuanya kena WFH. Cuma untuk certain circumstances, contohnya test, kitorang akan bukak webcam dan masa tulah baru macam, "ooo ni ke classmate aku" "oo dia nilah ng ehh" gitchewww

    nak dijadikan cerita, there's this one guy >,< ofc it's a guy duhh. his name issss ok im not gonna tell ya. Let's name him Z. Z ni selalu satu group dengan aku. Coincidence okayy sebab group tutor eng ngan dte project diassign oleh lecturer. Tapi group lab programming tu memang kebetulan sama sebab yang tu boleh pilih nak group apa. 

    Start chat kat Whatsapp sebab nak tanya dia nama penuh apa. Aku dulu yang tanya, memandangkan aku setiausaha untuk projek DTE. Aku tanya dengan nada professional okayyyy (wkwkwkwkw) tapi dia balas memang sempoii gila hahahshshs macam dah kenal lama. First impression aku macam "eh hahaha budak ni mesti jenis suka hiburkan orang"

    okay habis kat situ je conversation. Lepas tu aku perasan dalam grup kelas, dia selalu gak respon. Biasanya Shane (class rep) yang menghidupkan grup tu, then dia (Z) antara yang respon. 

    Next conversation, masa lab 1 programming. Masa tu aku ada tanya kat grup tutor programming camne diorang buat, then dia jawab sebab dia punya soalan sama macam aku punya. Aku pun pm dia nak mintak tengok camne dia buat sebab output soalan tu panjang gila. Lagilah masa tu kena buat handwritten. Mampus aku nak salin output panjangg camtu.

    Lepas tu kitorang memang sembang pasal lab (sebab dia bijakk gila TT). Ada one time tu kitorang sembang sampai around pukul 1 or 2 pagi. Sometimes ada jugak sembang pasal hal lain. Dia selalu online sekejap-sekejap sebab main game katanya.

    Aku ni soft girl, tahu takk. Aku macam walaupun tak kenal, tapi macam hm kiyut la dia ni ehhehe. WHAT THE HECKK GURLL dont judge me i'm stuwwpid i know. 

    Semalam, masa aku nak pergi dinner dengan rumet ngan kawan rumet aku, aku jumpa dia. No sebenarnya Z tu schoolmate dengan diorang, so diorang ajak Z lepak dinner sekali. So kitorang pun dinner lah satu meja.

    JUST SO YOU KNOW, I AM A VERYYY SHYYYY INTROVERTTT GIRLLL. SO GUESS WHAT HAPPEN?


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    nothing happens laa ahahhahha

    okay i bought revive drink bottle sebab actually nak beli lassi, tapi ramai sangat orang beratur so beli air kat mart jelah. Aku makan roti nan cheese, and bila nak minum air, aku nak bukak la bottle cap tu tapi tak boleh sebab yelah tangan kotor kan. Mintak tolong member aku pun dia takleh buat ahhahshs. So penyelesaiannya aku pun bangun la nak pergi basuh tangan kat sinki. Bila balik kat meja tu, aku nak bukak cap ehh dah terbukak. Aku tak syak apa-apa, terus minum ehhee.

    Sambil aku minum, barulah aku macam EHHH SAPE YANG TOLONG BUKAK NI? TAK MUNGKIN MEMBER AKU SEBAB TANGAN DIA KOTOR GAKK HISHSHSSHSH 

    Z makan pakai sudu, so hmmm omggg butterflies running in my stomach!

    Aku still simpan botol revive tu wkwkwk. It's just my assumption that it might be him yang tolong bukakkan cap. But I swear i dont wanna know the truth hehehe

    On the way back to our room, rumet aku, Nik, cerita la yang Z ni ada girlfriend (WHATT?!!). "Actually dia takde girlfriend pun, cuma macam skandal la zaman sekolah dulu. Tapi Z tak deny pun hehehe"

    Hati aku broken to pieces tau masa ni. 

    Sampai kat bilik, dengan kuasa seorang perempuan, aku stalk ig mamat tu and the so-called-his-scandal. Okay she's so pretty and sporty. I know that Z dulu seorang ketua rumah sukan kat sekolah, that means he is sporty. The opposite of me. And that girl punya dp looks like she belongs to the sporty cool hot girls category. So glad dia tak belajar kat sini hshshsh. She currently studies at UPM, which is also top university, which means that she isn't just sporty. She is also brilliant at academics, which, again, i am not. That's like, a thousand reasons to like her and not to like me :'(

    I slept early last nite bcs of the depression I brought upon myself. And today, I can't seem to get anything done. Aku luahkan kat twitter personal aku, watched movies and kdramas but all the time, i cant seem to focus. HIS NAME IS WRITTEN ON MY LOVELY BRAIN SO HOW DO I STAY FOCUSED?

    Penat gila hidup gini. Rasanya ni first time aku broken, THIS BROKEN. Few months ago, i got my heart broke by my old crush (it was so messed up that time). He was getting married.oh god. Did i have too many crushes? hahahahah that one was an old one, so not valid. He was 4 years older than me, my senior back in high school. I dont wanna talk about him bcs he's already married. Plus, he didn't even knew my existance.

    Anyway, I wrote this on my blog because I thought it would help me to clear up my mind. If not much, a little bit should be okay. I just hate feeling this way, because he obviously didnt feel the same about me. I apparently know he didnt even save my number (even after we talked quite a number of times). Not that i save his, anyway. I dont like saving people's numbers.

    Looks like this entry is coming to an end. Please pray for my love life (wkwkw) and my study since next week will be our last week of attending classses. Then, there will be study week and after that, EA week. Our finals for this sem. Please pray for our success! Thankiuu!



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    PKPB in all states in Peninsular Malaysia was announced in the afternoon on 7th November. My friends and I discussed on whether or not we should go home. I called my mum and asked her if i should go home since we all know that PKPB would definitely be extended, not just for 4 weeks. We talked for some time and decided I was better off staying in campus for the sake of my extended assignment (EA. replacement for final). 

    Syakir's mum told him to go home. That left only three of us (schoolmates). 

    The next day, I wanted to clear up my mind. After subuh, my roommate and her friend and I went cycling near Oval Park (located beside the main gate). We wanted to watch sunrise, but couldn't since the sun was behind the cloudy clouds. anyway we had fun forgetting all the troubles Covid-19 had caused us. It was a nice, relaxing moment.

    As we were on the way to our room, we received notifications coming from Outlook. We checked it up. It was an email from UTP Covid Response Team.

    It stated in the e-mail to notify that UTP will be closed, and students are encouraged to go home, and if we decided to stay, it would be fine but room adjustments might be done. 

    Panic. 

    If we are encouraged, then that means situation is worse than what we expected and we definitely should go home.

    Currently there's a lot of rising cases in Perak, and we aren't happy about it.

    I decided to ask my friends again. The only thing that's bothering me from going home is no other than the assignments. Yes I could've Google Meet or whatsapp my friends to ask about study, but to what extent? The best thing to do when I couldn't understand a topic is to ask directly in front of their face.

    Bus tickets are selling out. Time is running low. Panic panic panic.

    I was so miserable. After cycling, I turned off my phone and slept. I didn't want anyone asking me anything. I didn't want to hear one more people saying he or she will go home. 

    Once I has waken up, I turned on the phone and saw Wafiy's message. He said his mum told him to go home, and his dad will be picking him up. 

    Ah. What a mess. 

    I asked Ainul. She decided to stay. So I decided to stay, too.

    We knew what it meant to stay for PKPB. It means more than 4 weeks. It means the probability of us not seeing our family until next year is high. It means we're gonna spend our sem break here, trapped in this place.

    My housemates all decided to stay (again, for the sake of EA. Because studying alone is damn hard). Oh wait. Three people went home. Nad, tiyah and anas.

    Since it's gonna be PKPB and it would be hard to go out, Mira and I went to Billion Supermarket after Zuhr and it was loaded with people. Not a surprise anyway. We bought groceries for five of us. Rice, flour, eggs, perencah Maggi cukup rasa, potatoes and onions and other stuffs to feed us for the next rough, upcoming days.

    Yesterday was a total mess for me. I felt miserable all day. I couldn't focus on anything. I went cycling again in the afternoon after asr. But the weather was harsh yesterday. There was lightning and dark clouds and raining a little.

    I went to Masjid An-Nuur for Maghrib and Isyak, since you know. It would be the last time before PKPB. And who knows when is it going to end?


    the beauty of Masjid An-Nuur. it is usually open for public, but since it's covid.... so yeah. not open for now





    Although I'm reallyyyyy sad, but i know this is what we called jihad (i think laa hahahaha). Jihad is tuntutan dalam agama, and Allah will definitely reward us for our jihad.

    May Allah ease.



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    I got a confession to make. 

    I don't remember since when did i became so anxious and shy around boys. The level of anxiety is just a lil bit too much to bear. I was an easygoing type of person, well, at least, i used to be. Now I don't even know where did that younger me go. 

    Since when did this happen? 

    This is the question that has kept me awake in my dream for some time now. 

    And not just that. I also got scared of asking questions in class, scared of speaking up my opinion for the fear of people. I don't know. This is so confusing. All my life I remember me being so enthusiastic in class, asking every single point I don't understand, arguing on my stand. 

    Even to write this, it feels so complicated. Like one long thread tangled to another. To untangle it is hard, the end doesn't seem near. 

    I was chosen the secretary for one of the group project this sem. It wasn't because i'm good at it or anything (bcs i'm not even good at secretary-thingy). It's just because the leader asked for name suggestion and my friend said my name without my approval. T^T   Then poof! I'm the secretary. One of the HICOM. High committee. 

    When the hicom members went for a meeting, i was the only girl in the group, and trust me, i can't even speak properly!! What I did was only nod, said "i agree", and "yes". I really hated myself at that time, but i just can't for the sake of this anxiety.

    Tell me what should i do.

    The language barrier doesn't help either. I came from Terengganu, and have lived there my whole life, so i only got myself to blame for not being able to speak in KL dialect. I tried. I swear I tried. But talking in KL informally is just SO HARD.

     At times like this when I fail to like myself, I just hate it. I hate myself, hate people, hate meetings, and my younger self. I didn't know what I did wrong. How did I grow up to be someone I don't even like. 

    Swear I don't know what to do. It's just so frustrating.



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