#7 Your Opinion on Cheating on People.

The worst kind of cheating I ever did was during my college years where I discussed the answers of the quiz questions with my friends.

When my so-called friends showed signs that they rather be friends with others rather than me (treating as their second best), I would not cheat (in a backstabbing, badmouthing way). I ran. I rather be alone. That's what I always think. Loyalty is important for me. Come on, if I'm willing to accept your weaknesses, listening to your rambling, coaxing you when you're crying because you were badly homesick, why couldn't you.... stick with me too? I just wanted you to be there. Then you started saying you like being with that other friend (rather than me). Okay. I got your point. I valued your point. So I began to walk on my own. Then finally I had found the right friends. Thank you. Everything happened for a reason. 

People who cheat are the kind of people who don't have principles. I hate that kind of people the most. The kind who couldn't practice what they preach. The kind who couldn't decide which grass is greener as they walk on a field, leaving the green grass because they're afraid they might find greener grass ahead their journey (if you know what I mean). 

I've came across that kind of people. The truth is, they're very very pathetic. Insert a little bit of insecurities. Mix in a spoonful of selfishness. Lacking a sense of empathy for sure. But they're just human. Cheating demands consequences of course. They have to bear the guilt and remorse until they're truly forgiven.   

But still, cheating is a choice, not a mistake. 

#6 The Person You Like and Why You Like Them.

I know 'them' refers to more than one person. I'm going to do this: She + He = Them

It's not math. I love my family and friends, and I do NOT need to explain why I love them. Enough said. I'm going to dedicate this entry to my TWO, long-term best friends. I wouldn't mention their names for some reasons. 

You know who you are. Eh. 

It was a roller coaster ride. We've known each other since we were both 8. We argued, a lot. Come on, we were in primary school for crying out loud. We were young, but I didn't think we fought over silly, little things. Because we both had this 'mental synchronization' (like 'love is an open door' song). We were both very sensitive. Or in other words, 'mudah terasa'. We hurt each other with our careless words. We were both had this ego that even Everest mountain can't handle. Then you must have been wondering, why do I like this girl? Oh well, her Barbie doll was the first Barbie doll that I ever played with. She didn't mind about my frequent visit to her home. We tend to have this unstoppable deep conversation about life. She's a bright student yet very down-to-earth. She reminds me to Allah. She's been through difficult, tough times and somehow she's still strong. Girl, I can feel your pain because we're both actually going through similar things and we could only comfort each other through whatsapp messages and .......................... our weapons, Doa. And I love her because of Allah :*

I've known him since we're 7. And I still have no idea why he wants to be my friend, because back then, I always so reckless and evil and mean towards him (my primary school memories were not very pleasant haha). And he's very nice. Oh right, his worst record was (as far as I could remember) he caused a girl, friend of mine cried. When we were 9 (I guess), we sat next to each other and we always played this ridiculous game that I created (haha) and just because I liked using his pencil, I asked him to give it to me as my birthday present (Oh wow, where's my manners?). Then we started exchanging birthday presents every year even when we went to different secondary schools. One of the reasons why I like him is because he ..... stays (Tay Swift's Stay Stay Stay song always remind me to him). All of those presents and letters and kad Raya and messages proved that he stays even when the distance separated us. He works hard to achieve what he aims. He somehow believes in me and my potential. And he's the nicest guy I ever known.


Oh wow. I should have known that my University's life is going to be this hectic. I'm thankful for the rare presence of quizzes and tests but I'm quite tensed over countless presentations (which are expected to be carried out creatively and out-of-the-box-y). I even have this slot every week where I have to present on my own (because my partner happens to be on another slot, so I'm the only one who goes solo). But I'm not complaining. This is my choice. My path. My destiny. InsyaAllah. 

I'm still up for that challenge. But I'm taking a break. To be continued during my mid sem holiday, if Allah wills it :)