Awa : My Stories, My Thoughts, My Journey

I just realized that I actually enjoyed this unwanted, long holiday after I spent two nights staying up late to finish two novels ( ah, 1 am is never too late for me. The night has just started, babe! Urgh, why did I sang this line mentally when I dislike people using 'Babeee'? Now, I feel lousy. But, the line is so catchy and the impression it  has stayed on my subconscious mind... ) There, there. Now I has started this internal rambling again. Lucky it has not become a habit to mumble to myself in public ( soliloquy, said Madam Janet. I first had an encounter with this word in Macbeth's class during our foundation years and I had a love-hate relationship with  it since then. Who wouldn't, especially when one had to endure a 3-hours-class every week just to keep on hearing the same word being repeated again n again and to discuss the text for three months?) I am still amazed at Madam Janet's patience to deal with us especially the shameless me who sat at the front

My belief  that I can consume almost any food was shattered last Raya just because of an innocent incident. We  ran out of Milo and it is a big no-no to serve Sarsi or Orange cordial  for breakfast. Rummaging through the cupboard, I spotted  a small packet of  'kopi timbang' and I decided to use it. Well, as expected, only the grown-ups drank it except for a few adventurous children. I was tempted to try as I rarely drink 'kopi timbang' and it has been ages since I had coffee. If I was not mistaken, I finished two or three medium sized glasses in one shot. The 'kopi' was okay and I was about to pour another glass when I thought of my sugar intake.Little did I know that my tryout on 'kopi timbang' will turn out to be a nightmare. I had headache, nausea and blurred eyesight. Only after taking a nap, I was back to my old self again. My, my. Kupi oh kupi..

Assalamualaikum.. Finally I'm back... 

  Yesterday, I went to PKNS with two intentions. First, I wanted to post two parcels to Sabah , which was done smoothly with extra information. I asked the lady-behind-the glass wall ( counter - lady ) the difference between Pos Laju and Pos Biasa and how much the cost for each one of them. So, now I got the needed info, time to plan for the hassle at the end of this sem. Second, I went to every CD shop in PKNS and SACC and finally I settled with Video EZY shop in SACC. For the past few weeks, I was working on movie selection for Asian Literature assignment ; we are required to pick any Asian-issue-based movie and do a critical analysis on it. I tried to get some idea by browsing through filmasia.com  and other sites ; trying to figure out any potential one. I found several movies in which have some sort of personal connection with me. Most of them are movies in which I was attracted few years ago but had no chance to pursue them. For example , The Red Kebaya. Then, I decided to t

Today I spent more than 3 hours in INTEC Library from approximately 2.30pm till 6.15pm ( I knew because I looked at my Nokia ). Brrr... I feel like going down with a cold. If I stay inside for the same length of time for three days consecutively , for sure I'll fall sick. This is based on experience, mind you. Even though I'm a native of highland, I'm weak against articial cool temperature including fan and aircond.. But, at the same time, I'm hopeless against hot weather. What a conflicting body! As I'm very sensitive towards weather change, cold to hot and so on.. I proudly call myself a toad.. At first, I planned to read magazines. In fact, I already piled them up on the desk. But, a friend of mine came and asked about the assignment for Classroom Management. So, I abandoned the whole stack ( sorry guys.. later..) and moved to the journals section. And, there, I became so engrossed in piling another stack of thick, hard covered journals

Today is tuesday.. Tomorrow is wednesday.. And we will have our Asian Literature class tomorrow.. This is the only class for this sem in which I have constant trouble and worry whenever any group work was announced.. Why? Because, I don't have regular 'geng' @ group member... After some time of self-debating and unsuccessful attempt in finding any available group, I decided to join Fiqah's group , thanks guys.. huhu.. really appreciate it.. Perhaps I shouldn't feel bothered by this issue at all.. But, I do take it to heart seriously!! I spent the first two weeks at the beginning of the semester to console myself, to persuade myself, to remind myself, to square my shoulder and brace myself.. That this situation is normal and common.. It didn't happen to me alone.. Allah has His plan why I went through these ordeals.. Maybe this happen to me because I wasn't with friends from IP Gaya or IPKB.. ( oh, there is nabil inside the class as well) In fact, I travelled