Being home always brings out the kids in me. I think im like a kids trapped in young adults punya body.haha.Well my acts shows a far way younger beyond my age whenever im at home. Maybe because my giddy brother and sisters punya fe'el kot >.<  Oh ye, last time when i was in first year , there is 2 seniors aided us in our architecture workshop. I always thought that they are somehow like a kids trapped in a adults body . luls .Because they are so bright , fresh with ideas and also gila haha. Somehow i think bende tu dah terkene batang hidung sendiri sekarang . but yeah , minus the part which is bright , fresh idea tu lah . I dont really have that kut in me.

So actually earlier today , my mum ask me to go to perform subuh with her in the mosque. So as reluctant as i was when i was a kid, i always try to find excuses and 'mengelat' like a kids. Its not that i dont want to go , maybe i just want to be playful . Haha so at the end i followed jugaklah my mum to the masjid. I drove speedy and playfully in the quite empty road , taking granted that we already late. Arrived , im not really surprise to see the crowd. Actually its quite crowded jugak tau . double parking everywhere and packed la. x sunyi . Subuh at Masjid Kota Damansara i tell you, buka satu saf 2 saf okey . Ramai gak. I think people dah ada kesedaran nowadays.

Cut to the chase, in the woman area, there is a 'mayat' wanita covered in kain batik with her relatives all over her in the praying area. I was so shocked to see them. Its early subuh , yet they are ready for the solat jenazah.I dont really see death too often like a doctor kan . Seeing them in 28th ramadhan really sadden me to the bottom of my heart. Once ago , like 9 years ago i think,my mother lose her father in 25 ramadhan. Just a few days before we decided to go back balik kampung beraya, he left us . I saw my mum being sad for a quite some time .Well , its her father anyway. The one she grow up with. I just cant imagine how i would face that someday. I could barely survive without my parents . So , at 28 ramadhan , i finally felt a kickstart in my pengangguran . hopefully .

Fin

oh hi , long time no see . I've been a little bit busy and sometime i forgot the password though.haha.So this is 2015 already , in the middle of the year sudah . How time flies kan,surprisingly, i finished my bachelor degree like two weeks ago and has been an ultimate free peeerrrssssooooooon evaaaaah . not surprise eh ? haha well for me, ive been so gratefully lucky to past this chapter  of my life. So much things has happened over the years where i couldn't even keep up to write here. Well, the main reason i firstly started blogging was for me to reminisce the memories of my past, in case i forgot them someday. Thats not the main story though.

So, lets flip through my past years as an architecture student days.Well, its been fun and tough all the way. Busy and free, alternately come and go . Realization and arrogance takes its troll . Drama and fights keeps knocking and not to mention the food for the soul. I think the biggest lesson learnt over the years is passion,hardwork and gameplayer is everything. You need to know how to play the game . how to seam through the pebbles and rocky mountain. Shall i say , in order to achieve that , u need to learn from your mistake. So if x buat salah, u never knew. Thats what i think la. Because , ive been a lepak2 student in early designing stage, but then it affect me so much in the middle stage and also i suffered a lot in the final stage. I luckily pass 2 years with a average score and make my way to third year with the same score . But then in my final sem, the thing that i thought will works just nice for me just doesn't do its justice anymore. Challenge and problem comes knocking and i always tend to find the easy way out . Yelah, siapa x suka bende senang kan. That minded is so wrong for me to realise. I need to be more bold, challenging , futuristic and functional. With the help of my support system , i finally managed to pass this semester again, with an average score. But seriously man, i feel incomplete. My works is not the best of me, and my thesis is so lacking in so many parts. For a few days after i submitted my final draft, I still cant shake the feelings incomplete and unready in me . Because i always picture someone who already have a degree will be a whole complete person with sufficient knowledge and power to takes the world. But yeah, sempurna will never happens. Impossibruuu even.

So, i finally free ! Free from everything in the world. I feels so great to be free but the next thing in coming is so bugging me in the head.Job, finance , car ,home ? how  how ? luls . Ive been home for only two weeks kot . relax lah dulu . haha . nah belanja gambar satu