Monday, December 21, 2015

One Way To Keep Me Motivated


Study week has finally arrived. 7 days to save the semester!

I really wish I could save this semester and not bring down the cgpa.
I am still wasting time and lazying around.

My carry marks are just so-so.
But my aims are so damn high. So, I know I need to work harder for the finals.

So, I need to motivate myself and remind myself of my goal which is to graduate with a First Class Degree.

One way to motivate myself is by watching:

"Hari Jubah"
by Mat Luthfi

watch it, guys :)

I just can't help but to get inspired by this video....
Because one of my dreams is to study abroad. Watching him in this video makes me think that it must be nice to study in a foreign country. We get to learn and experience different things. 

Just the thought of it makes me feel fired up.

And then, if I were to graduate, I must make sure that I feel satisfied with the cert that I received. As if my hardwork is finally paid off. 
So, I need to study harder, get the best result and be extremely happy on my Graduation Day.


"Don't wish for it. Work for it."
Lets make it happen!

Wednesday, December 16, 2015

My Birthday Short Stories

A Birthday wish from Dad.

Me : Papa, papa tak wish May (me) birthday pun....

Papa : Oh, ya. Erm... Okay, nanti papa hantar message.

Me : Hah? Hahahahaha. Ape papa ni....

And I still haven't receive any birthday wish from him.

A Fruity Birthday Cake

Matt : Cake ni kitaorang beli dekat Lavender. Kitaorang tanya akak yang jaga kat situ, "Kak, cake apa yang sesuai dengan orang yang nama Sofea?" dan akak tu tunjuk kek buah ni.

Me : Entah betul entah tidak cerita kau ni.

Matt : Betul. Agaknya kalau kitaorang cakap kat akak tu cake untuk orang nama Peah, mungkin akak tu tunjuk kek pisang je.

Me : Kurang asam.

Queen of the day

So, I was laughing so hard at a joke.

Amir : Hey, jangan gelak macam tu boleh tak?

Me : Harini birthday aku.

Amir : Okay, okay. Gelak lah...

the you-can-do-anything-you-want day.


Met my juniors at the middle of the staircase. 3 of them. We stopped to say hi at each other and shook hands.
Me : Harini birthday akak.

Darina and Lia heard me saying that. They kinda shook their heads and laughed.

Juniors : Ye ke, kak? (they were excited and started singing Birthday song together for me, at the middle of the staircase.)

Me : Hahaha Thank you thank you...

Sure is nice to have such cheerful juniors.

Tuesday, December 15, 2015

My Birthday Story

Assalamualaikum, sisters and brothers,

10 December 2015 was the day I officially turned 20.

"Kau baru masuk 20 tahun?"
"Mudanya kau."
"Lambatnya kau lahir."

Yeap, I get that a lot from peers of the same age.
I think the lateness of my birth kinda affect my attitude, my childishness. Hahaha.

"So, how was your birthday?"

Well, my birthday was awesome! Really, my birthday was never boring and is one annual event that I always look forward to. Celebrations, wishes, presents, cards. How can it not be awesome?

This year's birthday, like any other person's birthday, starts with wishes on Facebook, Whatsapp, Twitter and Instagram.
Though, people often says that wishes through messages or online statuses are not meaningful but I find it quite the opposite.
Yes, maybe posting wishes on a Facebook wall is effortless, doesn't cost anything but it is still meaningful for me. Because they actually took the time to wish me.
So, I took some of my time to reply all their wishes with a nice 'Thank you' to show my gratitude.

psst... My brother actually sent an audio of him singing Happy Birthday. Such a monotonous singing. Hahaha.

When I went to class, everyone wished me Happy Birthday. Which is kinda embarrassing. Hahaha.
"Hi, Birthday girl." said Matt
and I looked at him with the sweetest smile ever instead of my usual arrogant look. And they all laughed.

Then, I received a Birthday card from Kamelia. A birthday card that she chose in front of me on the day she bought it. Hahaha.

And then, there's a two hours gap between classes. I headed back to my room, to take a short nap. But before I could shut my eyes, Miu called me.

"Ha, Peah. Jom turun makan. Makan kek."
"Oh, okay."

I didn't expect to get a birthday cake. Plus, it is a cake from the most unexpected people, Matt and Miu. Thanks, guys.

Peah, Darina and Miu's territory

Thank You, Matt.

Dahlah makan kek setengah jam sebelum kuiz pada waktu tengahari di pondok blok. 
Junior yang lalu pun kitaorang pelawa makan kek. Hahaha.

Matt "Okay, jom kita nyanyi Happy Birthday kuat-kuat."
Me "Heish! Janganlah. Malu aku. Hahaha."

I received a present from Darina at the end of the day. It's a Handbag!
I did mention about buying a bag. Now that I already got one from Darina, well, jimat duit. Hahaha

That is pretty much it.

I would like to say thanks to everyone that wished me, to those who took the trouble to buy me present, cards and cake.

Thank you guys so much.
I really, really appreciate it.

Thank you too to mum and dad, for raising up a daughter like me for 20 years.
I won't promise to be a good child, because I might not be able to fulfill it, but I will try my hardest to be one.

That is all from me, for now.
Love, Peah. 


Monday, December 7, 2015

Khusyuk dalam Solat

Pada suatu malam, aku dan Izzati berjalan-jalan di IOI City Mall.
Mencari purse-nya yang hilang.

Izzati "Tadi time solat Maghrib, aku dengar je apa yang kau and Darina cakap."

Aku "Of course lah. Aku pun boleh dengar orang cakap."

Izzati "Kalau betul-betul khusyuk, kita tak dengar orang cakap."

Aku "Aku belum sampa tahap tu lagi. Hehehe."

Izzati "Kau pernah tak baca novel sampai tak dengar apa orang cakap?"

Aku "Pernah."

Izzati "Macam tulah kita kena aplikasikan dalam solat. Khusyuk tu."

Aku terdiam. Speechless. 

Aku "Erm. Okay. Sentap."


Friday, December 4, 2015

The Search of the Lost Purse

2 Dec 2015

It's the month of December. I called it month of celebration. Because my birthday is on December. I'm celebrating it for a month.
It's 2nd of December. About a week more before my birthday.
The plan is to eat at Seoul Garden on 4th of December, together with my friends. But a few of my friends can't make it. So, it's just me, Izzati and Darina.

We went to Seoul Garden, IOI City Mall after Asar prayer. Really hope that we can stuff more food, but our stomach capacity on that day was really small. Though, it does bring back the memories during our foundation days, when we eat steamboat together with classmates. Ahh~ good times.

After done with eating and shopping, we head back to college around 7.20 p.m. by taxi.

When we reached our room, Izzati checked her bag and just realized that her purse wasn't in the bag.
Me and Darina was like "Huh? You can't be serious. Have you check all parts of your bag?"

But, both of us didn't go panic.

Izzati "Macam mana ni?"
Me "Kita pergi tengok tempat yang kita jalan tadi, sebab takut tercicir kat jalan ke apa. Kalau takda, kita pergi balik dekat IOI. Cari pakcik teksi tadi."

Izzati "So, sekarang kita solat Maghrib dulu ke macam mana?"
Me "Kita solat Maghrib dulu."

Luckily Izzati has a motorcycle. I whatsapp-ed Amir to borrow his helmet since Izzati only has one helmet.

After Maghrib prayer, both of us started searching for Izzati's purse.


I went to search for the purse at sidewalks that we walked on our way to our house, while Izzati go get her motorcycle. But there's no sight of her purse anywhere.

Izzati "Aku pasti purse aku tercicir dalam taxi, sebab aku ada bukak bag aku time dalam taxi tadi."

So, I get on her motorcycle, and to IOI City Mall we go.

"Hati-hati tau Izzati. Jalan sini gelap." Honestly, I felt a little bit scared about riding motorcycle because of all the news I've heard. But at the same time, I was also thrilled. Hahaha.

We went straight to IOI's entrance where there is a taxi waiting area. There is a long queue of taxis, waiting for customers. But there's no sign of the taxi that we rode earlier, a blue KIA.

We saw three taxi drivers were sitting on a bench, chatting. We parked in front of them.

Izzati "Pakcik, nak tanya sikit boleh?"
Pakcik "Boleh, boleh. Tanya je."
Me "Pakcik tahu tak siapa yang bawak teksi Kia biru? Purse kawan saya mungkin tercicir dalam kereta dia"
Pakcik "Ramai, dik, yang bawak teksi Kia biru. Ingat Plat No. tak?"
Me "Alamak. Tak lah pulak Tapi dalam kereta dia ada bendera Sabah."
Pakcik "Sabah ye? Ha, Joe kot."
Izzati "Driver tu ada bawak sling bag."
Pakcik "Rasanya betul lah Joe. Dia je yang bawak sling bag. Haa, Tu Ajak."

The taxi driver called the person called 'Ajak'

Pakcik "Dia ni kawan Joe. Mungkin boleh mintak nombor telefon Joe tu. Driver tu gemuk-gemuk kan?"
Me "Eh, tak. Kurus."
Pakcik "Eh, kurus? Bukan Joe lah kot."

And then, the other taxi driver called 'Ajak' approached us. Lets call him Pakcik 2.
Pakcik explained to Pakcik 2 what's happening and stuffs.

Pakcik 2 "Oh, pukul 7 tadi ye, dik? Mungkin pakcik ni kot (name of other taxi driver). Saya cuba call dia."
So, Pakcik 2 called Pakcik 3. But it turned out we got the wrong taxi driver. It wasn't Pakcik 3.

Then, suddenly a security guard approached us and asked Izzati to park her motorcycle somewhere else because that area isn't a place for motorcycle.
So, as Izzati went to park her motorcycle, I continued talking with Pakcik 2.

Me "Pakcik kenal sesiapa lagi tak? Dia kurus-kurus."
Pakcik 2 "Hmm.. Muka dia panjang ye?"
Me "Haah, muka dia panjang."
Pakcik 2 "Oh! Yang sakit satu tangan tu ye?"
Me "Eh, taktahu pulak saya."
Pakcik 2 "Dia drive guna satu tangan je kan?"
Me "Haa Haah Haah. Betul. Dia drive guna satu tangan je."

Luckily, I did noticed that he drives using only one hand.

Pakcik 2 "Tapi saya takda nombor dia pulak. Jap saya call kawan saya. Mungkin dia ada nombor pakcik tu."

Pakcik 2 called Pakcik 3, and Izzati just came to us after parking her motor.

Pakcik 2 "Kawan saya ada nombor dia. Nanti dia whatsapp saya. Bagi nombor adik. Nanti saya bagi nombor dia."

So we exchanged phone numbers with Pakcik 2, and then entered IOI, to continue our search mission in the mall. Just in case the purse was misplaced somewhere else.

We went to search at Watson and Seoul Garden, although Izzati was sure that she still had her purse when we were at those places. But still, it's better to check again. We asked the guards, and cashier. But they didn't see her purse anywhere.

At last, we just sit and wait at a bench outside. I went to buy a mineral water and some chocolate at a convenience store, just in case Izzati wants some, and then excuse myself to the washroom. Nature calls.

When I was done with my business in the toilet, I head back to the bench where Izzati was waiting, and I spotted the Blue KIA taxi.
I got all excited and ran towards Izzati.
I was just about to say that the blue KIA is there.
Izzati "Aku dah dapat balik dah purse aku."

I was disappointed. Haha.

Izzati "Kesian kau. Hahaha mesti kau nak ada dalam situasi tu kan? Tapi aku dah jumpa dulu."


Izzati was trying to reach her mom a few times, but it seems that her mom is busy and called her dad instead. Her dad sounded calm, which is better than what she expected. As she just started to tell her current situation, there's an incoming call from Pakcik 2.

Izzati put her dad on hold and answered Pakcik 2's call. Pakcik 2 already got the number of our taxi driver, Pakcik 4. Izzati called Pakcik 4, and Pakcik 4 said that he currently has passengers and haven't check the backseat.

So, Izzati waited and finally his car arrived at the entrance.

Izzati checked the backseat, her side of the seat. But there's no sign of her purse.

Pakcik 4 "Mungkin ada di depan kot."
Izzati "Tapi saya duduk belakang. Kawan saya duduk depan. Tak mungkin lah kat depan."

But Izzati went to the front seats anyway.

Pakcik 4 "Yang ini ka?" and that pakcik was holding a purple purse in his hands.

"Terima kasih pakcik. Terima kasih sangat-sangat." Izzati said, almost like crying, like an artist receiving an award.

"Susah nak jumpa orang jujur zaman sekarang ni, dik. Awak bernasib baik tau." said a security guard that was with Izzati at that time.

Syukur, Alhamdulillah. Happy Ending.

Tips when facing this kinda of situation:

1. Do not get panic.
2. Think for solutions. There's always solution for everything.
3. Pray for the best.

Thanks for reading! See you guys again next time. Assalamualaikum.