Penang

In a few minutes left ,  officially we are going to end this one year journey of 2013 , keep counting people. At the age of 20 , I am counting to 2014 , like everyone else , for a better year . 

Resolution ? well, I has one in my mind , but I'm going to keep it myself . Enough of this every-year-over-and-over-again resolution thing . 

After two weeks of combating the books and notes,its time for self reward . At your 20, whatever u are or were doing is basically based on your own conscience . And as for my self-reward , I went to Penang with Maisarah, whose Penang was her hometown . 

My Penang's  date , my roomates and a good friend of mine.

Truth is, I am a big spender, I spend lavishly , regardlessly  I spent . 

Bukit Bendera , splendid, awesome and spectacular view of Penang was right before u .

Earth people's , whose just love green

Subhanallah , peace creep into me 

Its morning , and that why its cold , when the sun rised , the temperature risen and its a que to moved onto next destination . Tadaa , its Queensbay,a shoping mall , with hundred of shops , and my shopping hormone's like bursting , uncontrollable and like yes , maggi is my everyday menu now . 

hot day, and what did I do , snap !

Tired , went back home , pengsan ! The next day , love lane , he3 , historical walk with Mai, Mai's mom and me ! 

Three of us , and I'm in pink .

I don't know what to call it , they draw on the wall , which are very creative and beautiful . 

The wall seem alive 

Another love lane's picture , 

Mai in her Goku action

I loved to stay longer at penang but , I have to go to school . Auntie was very nice and her warmnest catched me . Cherished all the memories we made and love to be at Penang again ! 

Lastly , aircraft fashion ! or fashion victim maybe .

 Until next time , Happy new year and assalamualaikum !

11.12.13

Sky's out of reach, but soil is under the feet, and there I am, in the midst of life . I am no more than u are, more likely less than what u have achieved in life. Before one might defunct , before one soul dime, before that time, I am still learning . Learning to be a better human, a better servant, a better daughter, and a better me.

Its my second year, being here, as a dental student .

Its took me two years to realize that, I am on the right path, yup, I am doing what I love. Before, its more like being an obedient daughter , before u judge, yes I am not that so called obedient, closer to good one but its actually far from that .

Tooth, gingiva, oral cavity, happen to be my life, my new one :)

Its my second year, and I pray and hope, I am able to pass this second year, even the other year might be more challenging than this one .

Second year roomates, Missed one, Fasya !

11.12.13 , beautiful date's isnt it ? sun is nowhere to be seen, its a chilly day, stress-free day . What more to be asked?

I met my mentor that morning, she's opened up the part which never be thought of, its gave me new direction, new motivation, new reason, not to shine brightly as if it could make one blind. But simply a doctor, a human, rely on Highest power, Allah, to heal others, even if it just a tooth .

Green, and home

I told u, I am older now, because these two babies, no longer one . I missed my childhood, I miss that laughed, kind of forget it, but I know, its the happiest moment. I miss this one too, these two I guess.

Last but not least, here I am, your future tooth gurdian's, insha Allah :)

3 years more to go, insha Allah 

Dream

This is a story about a girl, who is of course u can guess, she is a dreamer, or we can say, she was one. Its started few days ago, when she finally come to the sense that, not all dream may come true.

Hard work, effort, patience, passion, they all comes in package proportional to success, its the element needed to make your dream come true .

We can say, she lack in one thing, effort !

She is a fighter, but she choose to quit. Out of all dreams she have, she keep the most important one and ditch the rest. Because, its simply outgrow her, its become heartache each time, thing went off the tracks.

That one dream of her .

That tiny little dream, that she wish will bring her back to pragmatism. She cried, not because she lose it all, because finally that hole is filled .

Reality must had hit her hard, but the dream hurt, barely she survived, out of the calamity which she created. That one dream she cherish, that the only thing left .

And now, with a new start


Bismillahirahmanirrahim, lets chase that dream, that left, that made her, no more than just a human with a dream. insha Allah :)