H.E.L.P.

 Hectic and Exhaustion Leads to Pressure!(LOL. I just randomly made that up)

Recently I've been feeling so low spirited as to what was happening around me. I was busy handling our Dietetics Interaction Day last weekend, where I had to wake up at 7.30am, washed my face, and head straight to the Aerobics Hall to prepare the morning activities. Of course, I had fun watching the participants get wet, laughed and cheer together with them. I felt bonded with all my coursemates and that had actually made my day wonderful.

 But during that afternoon, I had to spend half of the time in the kitchen to prepare the food for the evening session. It was pure CHAOS. My friends and I had to chase time so that our cooking would end right before 7pm. I instantly felt the pressure coming at me and I thought I just could not handle it. The kitchen was filled with all sorts of smell coming from the 12 pieces of chicken, the pungent smell of onions and garlic. I got sick when there were flies buzzing around me everywhere. There was water spilled on the kitchen floor which made my stomach flipped backwards. I knew I was going to get sick.

So yes, the foods were all prepared and done by 7pm. We got out of the kitchen, and head straight back to our hostels to get ready for the night session, which STARTS AT 8PM. I was thinking to myself, how on earth am I able to get ready within AN HOUR?

Right after I entered my room, I set my mind as if I'm a contestant in a competition where I had to get ready within an hour. I took my shower for 5 minutes, went and iron my clothes for another 5 minutes, got ready for 10 minutes, and went out of my room within 2 minutes. Now all I had to do was to race myself to the PPSK Cafe within 20 minutes.

As I was briskly walking on my own, suddenly I felt queasy inside.My mouth turned bitter. I couldn't breathe properly. I stopped my pace. Luckily there was a toilet right in front of me. And for the first time ever, I vomited. I know it sounds SUPER strange, crazy and nonsense but that was my very first time vomiting for the last 10 years. Not to say I enjoy vomiting or it makes me feel good, it's just something that I haven't thought of getting myself into when I'm grown up, knowing for a fact that I'm healthy and my health is well taken care of.

But yeah, somehow it just hit me that I'm still human and I could get sick anytime, despite eating and living healthy. I'm trying to improve on that lately. Oh well, that weekend was definitely worth remembering!

I've Been Caffeinated

A few days back I ran out of those instant 3-in-1 drinks, and I had to buy a new one. And since I was too lazy to walk all the way to Mydin to get cheaper ones, I decided to go to Che Din's shop to buy it. For some reason my eyes fell on the Nescafe 3-in-1 Mild and I purchased it with high hopes that this drink will help me stay awake longer at night for any coming tests or finishing up my assignments. Such an obvious reason, no?

For as long as I have been living my life as a university student and being miles away from home, I know for a fact that I never had an addiction to coffee but now......I AM!! There's just something about coffee that makes me on-the-go, like this one time where I ran all the way from my hostel to Che Din's shop just to find out that his shop was closed, and with that I ran again back, all within 10 minutes! If you weren't running it'll probably take you about 20 minutes for the same distance. And this other time where I kinda "jogged" to Mydin at night after Maghrib prayers all by myself. I remembered leaving my room at 7.30PM, and when I got back it was exactly before 8.30PM, which is astounding!(I think)

The energy you get is so much different than any other drink/food and I personally found that amazing. I guess I'm hooked on it because of that energized feeling I get after drinking a cup. I feel like I could do almost anything. Even reading my dull highlighted notes over and over again and washing clothes at midnight, which I've never done before. It now make sense to me that the advertisements about coffee always starts in the morning, where most people needs that EXTRA boost of energy that gets them going off to work. But surprisingly this does not apply to me. I tried having coffee in the morning once and I just felt more tired and sleepy in class. I ditched that and tried to drink it at night. It's works the other way around with me! I feel weird. But I love it :P

3 Things You Don't Know About Me

Since I'm so out of ideas of what I should blog about, I prefer to re-introduce myself a little bit more than what I have mentioned earlier in my first post. It gets interesting to know a person a bit deeper and the little things that matter to him/her might give you a hint or a clue of what this person is all about. There will also be a connection between both individuals that you might think you could relate to him/her. To me, that's how everybody find their own friends (and enemies as well).

To begin with, one thing you should know about me is that I have a habit of cleaning the entire house everytime I'm at home. Whenever there's a long break (or even a short one) I'd grab the vacuum cleaner and start hovering my room first. Eventhough my Mom would always tell me that my younger sister, Alya has already did the cleaning (because she's sleeping in my room when I'm away), I'll turn a deaf ear to her and just clean the room up by myself. I'd always think that she doesn't do the job well as there are still dust everywhere! It annoys me. So then I'll do my parents bedroom, the hall, then I'll move downstairs to do the entire living room. Yes, call me a "Cleaning Freak" but that's just me :)

This next one might be a little disgusting to those who hates insects or bugs, but I really love to hit (or kill) bugs everywhere I am. One particular insect that I'm so obsessed about in squishing their tiny little bodies is mosquitoes. I totally love hitting them, and I'd be really satisfied if I killed ones that has been sucking blood. Then I'll quietly say to them, "Ha! Serve you right for sucking my blood, you evil critter. That's what you get when you mess up with me. "  I'll  just be grinning by then.

Another thing about me that might interest you is that I have no fear of cockroaches. I know some have no fear of them too, but most of the girls that I've met are really afraid of it. I find them harmless and so innocent! I'd chase them whenever I see one, and honestly speaking I like the feeling of chasing it. It just gets to me and I'll be laughing all the way to see the roaches running. I find it so cute!!( I'm so weird, right?)

So those are the 3 things I think makes me a bit "unique" and interesting to know about. I know what I have written here is a little strange, but that defines me of who I am. And I like myself being this way.

Raya Haji

So I just got back from kampung in Rembau, Negeri Sembilan from Raya Haji. This year it was all different. The slaughtering did not take place in my kampung, but it was done in a nearby mosque. It was also different because I brought my friend with me, one of my closest friend during matriculation. Her name is Fasma and she's from Kelantan. She did not go back home as her college only gave 3 days off for this celebration, which obviously is NOT enough for one that has to travel back by bus or train. I decided to take her with me back to kampung to celebrate with us. She hesitated for a moment, all embarrassed and shy, but she got used to it once we've arrived.

After lunch we decided to visit my father's friend who was living near Malacca. He got 3 kids, 2 girls and 1 baby boy and I truly love them! Why? It's because they're so adorable and cute! Plus kids at the age of 3 to 5 years old are so open to strangers and they'll play with anybody unknown to them (which makes it easier for me to play along with) I bonded with them as soon as I got my hands on the toys that they had. For a moment I felt lively with this kids. I felt like I was a child again despite being 20 years old and have a sense of maturity of a young adult. They called me "Kakak" in those little tiny voices and that just made my heart melt so much! They held my hand and drag me to the backyard and asked me to carry them to pick some limau kasturi on the trees. At that exact moment I feel like asking my Mom to have another baby sister or brother. Hehe.

She kept on asking me to tickle her. I find that so strange, but cute too =)

Atikah and her younger sister Atirah

Fasma and me, with a background scenery from my kampung

I realized that being a kid is only once and if you did not embraced your own childhood back then, you might end up being unhappy, and a person who does not know how to deal with children around you. I know this is quite early for me to say this, but when I have a child of my own, I'd give him/her the best of everything and pour all the love I have in my heart to him/her so that one day he/she will grow up happily and have not the slightest regret of having me as his/her parent. I guess that's what most parents are trying nowadays. I love mine just the way they are and I'm proud to be grown up by them.

Something I'm Looking Forward To

Yes, it's that moment of glory and happiness to all of us students here, who have been away from our warm and cozy homes for quite a while. The Mid Semester Break is finally kicking in tomorrow! Parents will be waiting for their kids to come back and pamper them with delicious home cooked meal and take them out on a holiday (mine always do hehe) The thought of home gets to me everytime when I'm hungry, sad, lonely, tired and bored. It is at these precise moments I'd pick up my phone and call up my Mom or Dad to hear them rambling about what has been happening around the house. I could only smile to this, wondering when I'll be joining the fun and chaos my siblings have been doing there.

I can see myself going back on the bus tomorrow night at 10pm, sitting in a single seat, and let the hours pass by listening to music, till I finally arrive at the Kajang Bus Terminal, somewhere around 5.30 am, then waiting for my Mom to pick me up and head straight home. The streets would be empty and I could see my Mom driving as fast as she could, thinking she's the Street Queen of Bangi, where no one can drive pass through her. My arrival would be welcomed by none of my siblings, or even my Dad as they are all still in their beds, dreaming. I'll have nothing to do but to just continue sleeping on the couch, till my Mom wakes me up for prayers.

Oh,talking about this puts me in the mood to just grab my bag, pack up all my things and wait for 3rd November to come, waiting for the clock to strike 10 o'clock and leave Kelantan for one full week! I'm just psyched thinking about it :) I wish all of my creative writer friends (Madam Chai as well *wink*) have a happy and enjoyable holiday back at home, and an early Selamat Hari Raya Haji!