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Wilayah Persekutuan, KL, Malaysia
Am a fervent 20 year old teen. proud Muslim. proud Malaysian. Currently studying in Egypt, taking up medicine, insyaAllah. slowly adapting through life circumstances, trying to find definitions, meaning, my very stand. frequently asking myself questions and contemplating, now to live up with sanity, i write :)

Sunday, May 22, 2016

Change

Currently sitting with my back against a closed lecture hall door. Distant voice of like an awesome lecturer, teaching on Trauma Care. I am sore. I want to be in there.

I was never early. Luckily doctors arent always too. Except for days like today, my luck ran out. Late 30 mins and am too scared to enter a lecture hall full of watching eyes and of course, the doctor's almost eagle eyes which i dont want to disappoint... (like if you sincerely feel that way shouldn't you just get your ass down here early instead?)

Blurgh.

Tell you the truth, it never came to me every night without the thought of "Farhah, esok kau bangun awal. Force your damn ass up the moment you open your eyes. DO NOT SNOOZE THE ALARM. Cut off on sleep. Get up and exercise and pray and read quran and get ready early so you can iron clothes right and do makeup properly (yes!). And head off to class 30 mins earlier, enjoy the walk admiring the beautiful sky, smile to people, be contented and grateful......arrive to class earlier than the doctor so you can catch up on a little revision......what a wonderful day to start withhh!!!!!"

Aahhh. How simple yet so impossible to stick to for a weak willed like me :(

Yes. My every night wish runs not farther than an imagination. Paling awal aku pernah sampai kelas is 9.10am. For a class starting at 9.00. Am not impressed.

To tell you some more truth. I like sleeping (which everyone knows i guess). Not in a way that i sleep whenever i can, but whenever i do sleep i never get up on the first wake. And i resort to sleeping whenever im having my bad days. Once i went crazy and slept for 20 hours straight.

But to tell you some more truth, i hated it :( I do not the least approve of my behaviour. I hate it after sleeping too much. The only annoying thing thats keeping me from my goals. So when conscience kicks in, I can also not sleep for 48 hours straight!

Yes, my love-hate relationship with sleep.......

The idea of a perfect life, the perfect person that i wish to be someday..if i can summarize it to one thing, it is to sleep 5 hours max or less!

I go about thinking, "Life is short. With so many things to do so many to achieve and accomplish. Make use of your time alive doing productive things instead of sleeping. Use all the opportunity there is to read, learn for the better of yourself to promote self growth to not die a useless death... Live a healthy lifestyle--clean, cook, keep up with your gym routine. Everybody knows how there is no meaning to dunia except with the aim of akhirah. So instead of watching useless kpop n makeup tutorials, tune into ceramah videos which you were a big fan of once. Start back on your quranic studies and memorization, pray early on time with sunat prayers and yes laugh with your friends, watch a movie sometimes--explore life's perspectives.. at least get doing things and NOT sleep......"

My problem is. I know what i want but im having trouble committing to it...what i want is too far from who ive been these many years that a little epiphany at some moments of awakening cant really make 360 deg absolute change in me.

And since im always falling behind my expectations, my confidence shattered. It felt like im being laughed at. Embarrassed. It felt impossible. Its so simple yet feels impossible that i cant help but doubt........can i ever change? Be different live differently?

Of course its only fair to start a good day with an early sleep the night before but no...im not the robot type to do the same things exactly at the same time everyday. Things come by and so, i'll say no, no matter how late i slept in...i will wake up early. I can and i will! (Of course i managed so in a few days only to afterwards drift to my usual no discipline life routine..........)

Soo. I dont know. Keep going back and forth like this...semangat then tak semangat... rajin then malas...in the expense of too much time wasted...and no efficient progress...huuuuuuuuh.

Wednesday, May 4, 2016

Random

Its 1 am in the morning. Tomorrow is a holiday. My housemates are loud in the kitchen. They're on a homemade shell out endeavour. Cool kan! Me? Im retiring on self pampering autonomosity to not do anything. Haha.

Its been a while since i posted things. I still write though. But they stay in my draft. I write when im stressed and confused. When im feeling a need to understand and express myself in words and let it off my chest. Relieving. Now that i think about it i always resort to that. Notes in my phone have little essays that i write whenever perasaaan tak puas hati datang. Boiling inside, yet when i finish addressing everything it felt like things are magically lifted and i no more bare the need to throw a fit or anything..

Ever since the issue regarding last post i can merrily cheer kudos to myself. Feel a lot better. At ease. Alhamdulillah. Don't feel like killing anyone as much. Literally yes.

So many things had happen. I wish i can record them all to not miss out a single moment to cherish later when we forget the little valuable details that make our life.

Im leaving egypt soon. I honestly felt sore at the thought of it..........i wish time won't move so fast. The thought of departing for good from this place..and the thought of a bolder vicious reality ahead of me..growing up in life..taking a step ahead in a new dimension....of work life. Not just any work, but, a doctor.

Im getting chills.

Not ready.

Doubting.

And i am not proud at my self progress in my study. Though it is a teeny weeny bit better than the worst of last years. Where im like a shadow in class and this year a little....brighter visible shadow? Does that make sense. How great...in my final year and still feels like a shadow.

By shadow i mean sometimes i exist and most of the times i dont. And whenever in those little times that i do, it seemed like i dont. Get me?

Kay tak yah la faham, anyhow, need to get working on my grilled veges and butter prawn. My autonomosity has expired 😅

I love my housemates, have i mentioned that? They knew and accept me in my worst. Im always a pain in the ass with my little complex.....

The plan today was interestingly, entirely spontaneous. Syahirah lapar at like 10 pm dia and Anna nak gi Carrefour. I keep saying yeah2 jom siap but dont seem like ever getting off my chair. Erk.. Me and zara down hard--malas... So they went themselves surprisingly come back at near 12am in the morning bawak udang setengah kilo and sotong sekilo and veges and all sorts.

Even more surprisingly dia kata "takpe biar kitorang masak harini!" Woah sounded like a miracle. They finally self claim to become in charge of something without me or zara's involvement...yeah!

In the end of course zara helped out, being her nature. And being her nature to include me in, i can't say no..

So that in the photo is our result. Impressive rather huh? Sedap sangat!!! All thanks to the mastermind adorable juniors in the houseeeee~~~

Bon apps!!