Pre-exam Disorder

"Kalau pandai nak malas-malas tak apa juga. Ini dah lah bodoh, tak nak belajar. Apa nak jadi dengan kita ni?"

*if you choose to read this, you are in for a roller coaster ride. you don't think the title is up for no reason, do you?
Less than 72 hours before Maths paper starts and what am I doing here? Updating my blog. Heck, there's a lot of swearing words running in my mind for not studying but there's also not that less of swearing words in it for having to study. I have not touched a single subject-related substance today but hopefully I would be able to start on something right after I post this.

A year of A-Levels in Cempaka. How I cope with studies, how I cope with life, how I cope with my friends and surrounding throughout this whole year would all be reflected on how my results would turn out. They say that exam-oriented subjects are incapable of showing the true capabilities of a student, or so I have heard. That won't be it in my case. What I've seen happening to me is that whatever falls unto me, shall affect my studies. I got stressed, my emotions ran wild, my life turned haywire, I couldn't think right, my time management falls tumbling, hence the fall of my "astounding" grades.

Things with super-excellent student; you either have inferiority complex whenever you're around them, talking about their niche area, or you would plainly get sick and feel like throwing everything within reach. I know I'm not that smart so go on and tell the whole world you're brilliant and such while I'm as stupid as a donkey. ok. I better stop. moving on.....

I came from a place where Islam is always practiced and everything is so rich of it. The subtleties, sometimes can be so subtle that people tend to take things for granted. Take me as an excellent example. I was always that person who would be sleepy during preaches, never fail to be late for jamaah, not that particular about ikhtilat and do things as however I please. Things feel different when you move on to a place of desolation. Only then would you realise how it is actually Islam that strikes a balance in life, it is actually Islam that brings happiness to people and it is actually Islam that enables you to be strong. As stated, I used to be able to do things as however I please, yet not actually doing a wrong thing but now, I have to think very so thoroughly about something, careful of not destructing my faith. It's harder when you're alone on that journey, almost everything around you is against whatever you believe in that it's no longer clear of what is actually right or wrong. No doubt I felt tired at times but I always bear in mind what Ismat said about Heaven is a wonderful place that is fenced with pain and misery. The path, not many would choose despite knowing what's at the end of it. Otherwise for Hell, a place of the unthinkable and unbearable agony but is fenced with beauty and sweetness. The path that many would go though knowing what's in store for them. Siapa kata tak best tayang body? Siapa kata tak best orang puji memuji? Siapa kata tak best ada orang sayang? What's for us to choose is whether to have this momentarily sweetness or the everlasting ones?


Obvious from the previous post and the heading, I am not of a brilliant student and apart from the evermost intelligent students, the competition among us is pretty stiff. Sorry. I mean really, really stiff. I'm not that book-ish type and most of the times I just could not bear the pressure. Selalu gila si Sofina ni cakap dengan diri sendiri "takpe Sofina...kau lain dari diorang.kau ada Allah" but like all those soothing words you say to yourself, they don't do much soothing. Until one of my closest friends said that to me, oooh I felt like crying. Lain tau rasa dia. Selama ni jumpa budak cemerlang je, mesti tahu dia tu jaga hubungan dengan Allah. Asal tengok budak tu jaga hubungan dengan Allah je, mesti dia paling cemerlang antara semua. It's not the same here, where you have to compete with races who are claimed to be better than your race, when it seemed that religion have completely nothing to do with what you're trying to achieve. Ya Allah, peliharalah iman Sofina.


During secondary school, I was taught that to succeed, you need blessings from Allah, from your parents and from your teachers. Therefore, we can see that as exam is around the corner, people would seek blessings, beg forgiveness, ask the people to pray for them and many more. I don't see any of that here. I remembered when I congratulate my biology teacher here for the excellence of bio in the past year exam, she refused it, saying that it was entirely the good job of the students. I thought she was just being humble but after a year now, I see how that is so. It's like, the teachers are just doing their job at teaching and the students are the ones who resulted the product. I strongly oppose that thinking. How strong I am? to the part that I make Teachers' Day card half a month early just so I can pour out my thanks and sorries before exam starts. THIS is somewhat miracle because this is so not what I do. I was never the type who write cards and sadly, not even the type who appreciates them. To me, a card equals words said verbally but with higher cost. But all that is past tense now. Thanks to my ego, I don't want to face the awkwardness of having to go through the rituals I do with my secondary school teachers, with my A-Level teachers who apparently won't really understand it. Hence, the card. The expression that Mr. Chih gave to me during statistics class was priceless. I never thought such lousy card would do him much but as how my mom said "itu sebab Islam galak bagi hadiah", it brings happiness to the people who gets it and further happiness to the people who did the giving.


Well.....that ends well, doesn't it?




A little bit more :P


I studied a lot of Chemistry this past few days that my mind is so full of it. Here's my conversation with Jasmine (edited to sound nicer and to censor a few thoughts.heehee)
"Like the energy profile, if you leave reactants together, there would be reactions though sometimes it takes a long time. I was stable then but having to overcome the activation energy after left like so for a year, I became a stable product. But I guess the reaction is endothermic so it's not actually that stable. After that particular thing happened, it's like reducing the temperature of the reaction and lowering the pressure that the equilibrium shifted to the left. Suddenly I have to overcome the activation energy again but this time faster. So now, I'm stable back at reactant state but since it's faster, the pain is quite severe. Just not for long"
"Good thing it's a reversible reaction."
"If it's irreversible, mau gila meroyan aku pastu mati bunuh diri"


Tiada daya bagiku melainkan dengan kudratMu.
I'm not strong and I'm not capable but with the help of Allah and through Allah's will, I will and I am. Dah nama pun hakikat manusia sebagai hamba itu lemah kan. A reminder to always seek Allah for guidance, knowledge, strength and love. It's Him who has everything and it is us who have nothing. Hebat mana pun kau, itu Allah punya. Kau tak rasa ke kalau Dia boleh bagi kat kau, bila-bila masa je Dia boleh tarik juga dari kau?


The post is entirely subjected to me but it'll be great if it brings benefit to anyone who actually reads this. I mean the whole of this. Panjang gila kan?tabik habis siapa baca dari awal sampai akhir.


With that, let's ponder and be better :)
Now let's get studying!

*Oh. Minta tolong doakan saya supaya diberi kekuatan dan pertolongan dalam perjalanan ini dan dikurniakan rezeki yang terbaik untuk diri saya, keluarga saya, orang di sekeliling saya, mereka yang berharap pada saya, negara, dan agama. Doa seorang kawan kepada kawan yang lain itu antara yang paling makbul. Kalau kita doakan untuk sahabat kita, insyaallah malaikat akan doakan perkara yang sama untuk diri kita. Sungguh, saya tak mampu seorang diri.
May Allah be pleased (redha) with me, with you, with us :)



*girls can get reaaalllyy scary when they're together with their girlfriends and lough out loud.
They can also be scary when they are jealous. sumpah aku benci. especially when it's because of jealousy that my friendship has to end. Sick of makwes trying to dictate their pakwes life and sick of pakwes letting them be. pergilah korang berkasih sayang sesama sendiri je. jauhkan lah hidup masing-masing dari kasih sayang kawan. Why need friends when you have "loved ones", eh? Hope you would be happy in your life without me being in the picture :)

hold your horses

"mudahnya wanita itu membuat dosa melalui lidahnya.mudahnya lelaki itu membuat dosa melalui pandangannya"

I came across this quote the other day and thought 'hey...that's quite true'. Now, God knows how much I am refraining myself from blurting out nasty words or the least say "talk to the hand man.talk to the f***ing hand!". Dosa tau sofina,dosa. Astaghfirullahalazim.....

There's plenty to write but I'm in the midst of preparing for exam. I will, later, insyaallah. but for now, I have to stop. Updating the blog in a silent class where all your friends are studying? gila ke ape. It's just that I cannot hold those words any longer that I'm so afraid I would let it out somehow if I don't pour it out elsewhere. Good thing you don't talk back, kan blog?

Right. back to study it is :)

when I grow up

"When life gives you lemon, you make lemonade"

or you can make iced lemon tea if you prefer that,
or you can construct a circuit to light up a bulb for lighting up your study table.

*In case this part doesn't make sense, lemon, for its acidity is able to become the cell of a circuit. I do not know the details since I have no intention to go further on chemistry :P

Either way, you make the best of whatever life gives you, in a way that would benefit you the most. Don't be that someone that when life gives him lemon, he put the juice on his fresh wound. That's plainly foolish and self-destructing.

When I was seven to twelve, I was the best student in my Agama school. Literally the best for which even if I did not study a thing, I was still able to top the class, leaving everyone far behind. It was a great and effortless life up until it was PSRA. No doubt I was the one who scored the highest in my batch but I didn't even get a Mumtaz. All I thought was, "well, maybe mumtaz is really very hard to get" so I was satisfied with the result that I got.VERY satisfied. Then the journey of picking secondary schools started. Much to my ignorant, there was a handful of students out there who got Mumtaz and only then I realised that it wasn't because mumtaz was too hard to get but I got too complacent of being the top at that school that I didn't see the actual world outside. I'm not that clever as how people complimented me, I just so happen to be placed in a place where no one else was better than me.

On that particular moment, I prayed that wherever I go, I would never be the best, so I can stretch my capability towards being better than that person who is better than me, so I won't be easily satisfied with what I gained. Alhamdulillah, up until now, anywhere I go, always there would be at least one person who is better than me and no matter how hard I try, I'll never be better than that person at that particular time. They say, "be careful what you wish for because you just might get" but I never regret what I prayed for. In fact, I'm grateful because constantly Allah had saved me from major riyak and takabbur, because I get to constantly eat a piece of humble pie, because I can constantly remind myself where I stand before God, as a humble servant.

There are a lot of other things that I wished for in the past and still constantly praying for it now. For like when I entered sepintar, I prayed that I won't be having anything that I had when I was in DE, I wanted to start anew, I wanted to live the life I didn't get to experience before. Alhamdulillah, my prayer was answered and in fact, was given something better.

If this doesn't depict how Allah listens to our prayers, I don't know what will.

Now, the more I grow, the more I see so much of my mother in me. I'm glad, truly, for I have a wonderful foundation in my genes but there is one part of my mum that I don't want to be. Not that it is wrong, I just don't want to be a successful careered woman. Having seen what I have become right now, I lead a parallel life with my mom, just that I'm still at A-Level's level. Thus, I can foresee how I would turn out afterwards. Again I want to say, not that it is bad, I actually enjoy these stuff. Just that, I don't want to face again the consequences that my mom had to face, I don't want my children to feel how I felt. With this, I have decided to put a limit for which this is going to go further. I can be how socially active I want but only up to the end of my degree. Then, I shall minimise the me-time to provide more family time.

You see, I have this ambition that when I finish my studies, I just want to be a lecturer, working in a simple organisation, not having to worry about big issues of corporate lives and all that I have to worry about at that time are issues related with my marriage, my family and my children. I don't want to have a problem of my own. I want to solve my children's problem, deal with them growing up, I want to always be there for my husband and become his backbone for his good times and rough times. Most importantly, when everything is well, I want to dedicate my life to my one true love, Allah. I want to maximise the time for me to obtain bliss in becoming a solehah servant, a solehah wife and a solehah mother. Not to forget, a solehah daughter. I want to be successful in these terms.

I know some people would be sceptical of what I'm choosing but what's the purpose of chasing high post? To what extent do you want to expand you wealth? So what if you're socially known? Yes, the benefits are great. You can get a big house, the car of your dream, people treat you so well but it only limits up to this dunia. And the world is actually so evil, it hides behind the prettiest of things.

I don't know. I just see life more than that. Try asking yourself, what's the purpose of living? Is it to eat all you want? Or is it to get good job? Or is it to be a billionaire? If you ask me, I'll say that my purpose of living in this world is to satisfy Allah, my master, my creator, my god.

I know these thoughts of mine are so pure and naive to be true and it might change as I grow old (yeah, sadly I no longer grow up) and as life becoming harder and harder on me. That's why I make this post, so the older me would see what's supposed to be my main ambition.

And oh, just to say that I really have thought this through. I can fit this kind of ambition to me because I am a female. I don't want to be nusyuz so yeah, it's better that my husband is the major source of income of the family and I would just help where I could.

Let's pray our Iman would always be intact no matter how high the tide is going to be :)

- When we seek serenity and turn to the easy pleasures of life, it shall give us a moment of pleasure putting our mind off things for a little while but afterwards we shall realise that there's no serenity that we found. In fact, we won't be feeling enough with the guilty pleasures that we do and will constantly do it, yet still not finding what we're looking for. Rather, if we turn to seek Allah, it would be so hard at first but if we did not give up on that, we shall gain utter tranquility on everything that we do and everything that we will go through.
- No matter how I'm capable, I would rather be at the back, supporting people's work and happily watch them one day succeed than be the one who stand upfront and take all the blames and credits.

Oh how romantic!

"Watching nature outside the window creates positive mood"

-someone someone from IELTS reading substance-

For this past few days, I have been like this.

It APPEARED to be like this all this while but no. Only this recently passed few days that I really focus and really study. All this while Sofina was being plainly stupid. How? She did things as how she usually do things but nevermind, she gained back her consciousness and insyaAllah this non-stupidity shall continue for at least up until AS.

As how people can see, and even those who read my previous posts, my life mainly is about study. It really is. I didn't hide anything. This is why I rarely update now. Not that I'm too busy, not that I have other things to think about but my stories are the same every passing day. Hence, this is why this post is up. A lot of things had been happening and I'm so eager to store it :)

Living here can equate to loneliness. Though I'm rather close with my mates but there's always something missing in each and everyone of us. Sikit orang lah katakan. At first I thought I was the only one who felt so but now it can be confirmed that most of us do. The thing with loneliness is that it would create a lot of things, basically to ease off that feeling. Sometimes it may be harmless, sometimes it may not. Lucky for me, I have Allah who really understands me.

I get stressed out easily by study. Not work in general but specifically academic. I can get emotionally unstable just because of study. Strategically, my study desk is located very near to the window. If you look at the above picture, you'll see where the light source is from and that is where all wonders work. Proven by research (which I get from IELTS reading, hence the quote at the top of this post) that nature does induce good things inclusive of positive mood, better concentration, efficiency of working, etc etc. Also, I have this thing about nature, the sky to be exact. So, always, I would look outside the window with awe of the creation of the sky. Living here, getting to see all this everyday, I'm actually considering to major in astronomy later on. heheh.

Jupiter accompanying the moon

Allah had given me such awesome gifts every day and night, gifts that no one can ever ask or even think to ask for. I never exactly know when is it that I need something to soothe what's inside me but Allah knows me better so He give me these at times I never knew I needed. They enlighten me, give me some giddy feelings inside, covering the stress if not replacing it. I shall not elaborate any further, let these pictures speak (these are straight from my bedroom window).

While preparing for school, this is what I see. At times, the layers are red, or orange, or blue. It kicks off the start of my day.

dawn at Venice Hills

Tired from school, I got back home. As soon as I entered the house, the bed would be my aim. Nothing sweeter than an evening nap. Qailulah lah konon. As I feel heavy of myself lying, looking up the window I'll see clear blue sky and beautifully painted and sculptured clouds. Nak tidur dibuai-buai perasaan. Syok!

the school building

By the time I finish cooking at the end of the day, the other side of the house has this as a view. The only scenery picture here captured from the hall's balcony. Boleh syahdu kot tengah makan, dengar azan lepas tu tengok benda ni.

obviously we're the only tall building around our place

Some nights, the sky would be empty but the nights that I'll love always are those in the middle of the month. The thing that makes my heart melt with every clear sight of it.

full moon

And nevertheless is when the full moon is accompanied by dramatic clouds. This, I have trouble in shooting every single time. The moon and the clouds have different exposure so it's either getting the clouds not seen or the moon too bright. Anyways, this is the best shot that I can get SO FAR. I'm improving it.

venice hills at night pulak

I have been keeping this to myself for all this while and it's so dwelling in me that I need to let it out. I have so many clear proofs that Allah understands me so well that I'm rather ashamed if I'm not thankful.

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Earlier this week, in the midst of me trying to regain my spirit to really study after utter foolishness, I got my heartbroken. *ah...banyak pulak heartbroken kau sofina.post lepas pun heartbroken gak

Ok2. Yang post lepas tu, the precise words maybe tawar hati atau sedih and that is a different matter. This time it's patah hati as in kekecewaan dan kepayahan menerima hakikat kebenaran. haa..... pabila Sofina berkata-kata :))

14 February, Valentine's Day. Though I don't celebrate it, my school was so full with it. Ironically, I got a heartache that exact morning. Senyap jadinya Sofina pagi tu. heheh. Gladly it didn't last long. I got help. Partly was my friend who managed to find the right words to say to me but mostly was done by Him. As I mentioned before, my life can be categorised as boring and lonely and when bad things happen, it can mind the mind. A LOT.

First I let myself immerse in it then later only I coax myself. Undoubtedly, Allah coaxed me better. Suddenly, that day onwards, He provided works unrelated to study to me, one after the other. He knows I enjoy doing such things and since they occupy my mind and time so much, I have very little time to think about other stuff unrelated. He provided me happiness in between the tiring yet joyful work. The week passed so quick that I, unconsciously healed the wound and at the same time, managed to study less stressfully. Miracle, isn't it?

After all the evidence, why can't I love Allah more than His makhluk?astaghfirullah.....
Let's ponder and be better :)

*just so this won't get drown in my facebook timeline

"Belacan-ed notes, piling papers, thickening(burst) files, continuous quizzes, constant headaches, mental fatigue.

After a full year leaving spm, I'm living it again -.-"

I really thought SPM marks the end of it. But well, I can get used to this though I'm starting to be envious of the ex-form 5 who's having their honeymoon now.

*I never doubt what we had was something but you pulled back so I decided to move on. One day, maybe, but probably not now. There's a reason why any one of us being difficult at times.

*bachelors' life is so awesome despite the cluttered house, the experimental dishes, the agitation towards some party.

*I'm starting to search for a low-rank uni.hohoho

*laughing gas macam apa je kat rumah ni dah. boleh hilang semua ilmu aku -.-

heart breaks, shatters into pieces

Thank you for being there when I need you,

thank you for making me feel special,

thank you for bearing with me.

But it just had been long, too long I suppose.

I'm just tired of being the only one who pours all the effort to make things work,

I'm just tired of feeling important when I'm actually not,

I'm tired of....well...us.

I love you,
just maybe more than I should.

Sorry, it wasn't a one event thing. It's something that had been building up for all this while but with that, everything is already so clear. I don't blame you, really. It's my fault of having the tendency to love a person more than I should. I tried not to but it's something that I have no power of. I never thought this would happen again and again. Despite so, I still haven't got used to the pain inside.

Still, I really mean it when I say that I thank you for everything, for being a part of me. But there are things that one can never forget and reasons of heart aches are some of them.

Ma fi qalbi ghairullah, ma fi qalbi ghairullah, ma fi qalbi ghairullah
There's nothing in my heart other than Allah.

*easier said than done, Oh Allah.

For many reasons, I already am afraid to love. But when I finally do, I beg you, please don't waste it. Especially if I love you more than I do of others.

*no, this post is not a proof I have/had a boyfriend whatsoever -.-

joyful january.......NOT!

3 weeks and I can no longer take Cempaka.

Don't get me wrong. Cempaka is like one of the best places to study. Honestly. The perfect ambience, the highly chosen students, the luxurious surrounding, the utter freedom given to A-Level students, the wonderful sceneries you can never get tired of looking and the highly maintained beautiful school. Perfect! Those are never the problems. It's everything else that manage to overshadow all those perfections; life.

The question is, how can life be different here than other places?





Ignore all those. It's just that January hadn't been nice to me. Yalah.... Allah kan Maha Adil. He gave me things that others don't get, He give me tests that others also don't get lah. Still, I get to recharge myself once I'm at home and managed to shake all those things off my shoulder *shakeshakeshake*. Gone :)

Now that it's gone, only I realised how much actually I did this month (mainly to get my mind off things that bothered me one after the other).

• CIA was a success on CCA Open Day. We gathered 27 members which is very close to our aim. Hopefully they would consistently attend each meeting. May Allah continuously help our efforts to put Islam in the eye of the students.
• Ainis came up with the idea of walking up and down the staircase of our 12-storeys apartment every weekend. For now, I managed to follow once (hehe) and had a stroll at the residential area. Morning strolls are so calming, I may actually make it a habit from now on so that I have a moment off Cempaka, off Permata.
• There was one day when I feel like not wanting to be in the house so bad and that I missed being in a mosque so much that I walked all the way to the PGA mosque (not at walking distance from the apartment at all) just to iktikaf and find tranquility. Indeed I had but I was struggling to study in such peace and silence *cough*ngantuk*cough*. Maybe I should bring my mp3 next time. Hopefully there's a next time.
• I entered Young Journalists' Club, Photography section. Was interviewed by the Head and Deputy Head of the club. Ok. I signed up because of the advantages a photographer at Cempaka can get especially about going to places so expensive and exclusive like expeditions and theatre for FREE. FOC while others have to pay HUNDREDS and THOUSANDS. muahahahahahaha. I didn't expect any interviews especially by form 5 students. I find it funny that I was interviewed by those that's the same age as my sister, that they ask me just a couple of questions in the interview, had their smiles on with every word I said, and I almost effortlessly got a place in the club. Now I'm in two months probation. Wonder what exactly that I have to do.
• This is not something that I do but I just want to tell. We got a new classmate named Coeinne. She's a private student having quite a background that I wish to not further elaborate. Pretty and cheeky. All of us have a feeling that she would fit in very well with us.




• Performed some king of kungfu for Chinese New Year Assembly. Unlike Deepavali, this performance was choreographed and practised less than a week before the assembly. Yet, people still got fascinated. haih. A-Level memang dipandang tinggi di sini.

All in all, I'm truly grateful for having parents and people who know exactly what to say to me in times of sorrow. I know Allah's the only one that can help you but sometimes you need to let it out to someone and hear some motivational words from people to boost you up a bit. That's still a part of how Allah help you :)

I'm glad it's over. Tak mau ah miserable je sepanjang kt Cempaka ni.hailaaa....


*Cyber school has an Internet server breakdown for 2 weeks? So inappropriate. Boleh mati sekolah dibuatnya.
*When I was young, I always thought that I'll meet nicer and better people as I grow up. Now, I think of otherwise. There's just too many evil in this world. Finding good people is so hard for there's more bad people than good. Somehow, that whisper that I always say to myself that "the world is big, you're still young, you'll meet a lot of good people, better than your past" starts to fade and replaced with "thank god Allah met me up with such great people in the past. I might not find any that's better after this"

What can you say. That's just how life is.

breaking the habit

First week without internet at Permata, left my mp3 at home and the school just simply blocks facebook. Life had been simply electronic-gadget-less. Think I would miss them, it turned out not bad. Not bad at all. In fact, it's great without them

As how normally people start the year with new year's resolution, my friends and I had been talking about them all week. So this post is mainly to touch up and clarify in details about my plans this year (along with them of course)

1. Thanks to Cempaka for not paying the internet bills, I have now decided that I would not surf the net unless on weekends. Only then I realised that there's more to do than go on the net. No doubt, I was an addict and I want to stop. At least for now.hehe. Time is more appreciated without facebook around so no facebook for as far as the limit goes. Study more efficiently. 2 months to trial :O :O :O
2. I won't eat Cempaka food in the efforts to save my money and hopefully my tummy. If Min Wen didn't cook the bekal, I'll just bring 2 slices of bread, glued together by a spread of butter.
3. Exercise more but not by walking. I want to take the morning fresh air but I don't like to walk around Cheras. It's just too.......slow. I want to have a bicycle (let's see if it would happen one day). But for now, Ainis have this plan of walking up the stairs of our apartment on weekend mornings. Maybe I'll trail along.
4. Sleep a lot to be more revived during wake hours. A couple of hours after school and before midnight but have to wake up at around 5. If after school, unable to sleep, study it is. If before midnight cannot sleep, read a book that is. No facebook yaa....

That's just it. The thing is, it's a big jump resulted only with not having internet connections. I am surprisingly gladful. I write this 4 points down so I won't forget what I aimed this 1st week on 2012.

A guy at class said this after I asked him a question on mechanics
"Rajinnya hang buat exercise semua ni."
"Kenalah. Aku ni lembab, dalam kelas tak dapat nak tangkap. Kenalah baca sendiri"

Shouldn't he actually speak that to himself? He literally finished ALL sorts of homeworks teachers give. I don't. I just study. But he's different. No matter how fast I go, he can do it twice as fast with less mistakes. But they'll be one moment where all of us would be even. Let's reach that moment faster, eh?

all of that lead us to number 5 which is to finalise important notes for as much chapter for all subjects before trial hits so by the time AS comes, I need not to refer at my much thick books anymore.

Why am I so eager to study? Imagine that time after mid-year of SPM and you only got half a year to go to excel? That same feeling I'm having now. No play play dah.
*I still want my mp3


I'm still reachable on my phone :D