Idiosyncrasy

            Since I've so much spare time during my short semester in Nilai, I'm trying to get back on track by blogging more often like I used to. Although I can't help to notice that my recent posts are more into my personal life where I've tried to avoid and successfully avoided them months back. So here, I'm gonna try to be more general so all of you silent readers could relate more to yourselves.             We all know that our lives are not just about being great and having fun all the time. There are ups and downs moments for us to endure throughout the time we are here on Allah's Almighty world. There aren't always laughter and smiles that we put on our faces when we step out the door, there are tears that sometimes we can't even put a stop to it. There are no exact ways to make the pain go away. There aren't exactly a manual provided for us about how to handle our own feelings. Despite of that, throughout the misery and problems that we h

            Although I think that the title has said it all, I'm pretty sure I have a lot more to say. There's a saying that goes as 'Experience is the best teacher'  and I'm 100% confident that every each of you has heard of this saying. This is one of the things that we've known for years and never bother to argue about it. Nevertheless we also never actually bother about the truth hidden behind these sayings. In Malay; 'Jauh perjalanan luas pemandangan' is quite accurate with the previous idiom. This 'pepatah' in Malay means when we travel more, we experience more on other things that we've never experienced before.             For all those 19 years of my life, I've never had any doubt in these sayings. Cause I've pretty much lived through these sayings. Experiences that I had since I was 7 till now had been the best teacher that taught me anything and everything that one could learn. I could say that I'm proud of how indepe

            Can't help but noticing that previous posts has been kinda personal and all about my life, which something that I've trying to avoid when I think that blogs should be more public and general so that readers could also relate to their own personal dilemmas. So I'm trying to pull myself to be on the right track again. Which I should start with this - smoking.             Here's whats happened. I had a terrible day today, the pain got into my head and I had a terrible headache. So I was asking myself, would it be better if I had a puff? I mean, I go everywhere and people keep telling me that the reason they really smoke cause it helps them to calm down. The problems they are having seems to go along with every puff that they release from their esophagus (to non-biology students out there, it's somewhere close to your throat). So, dear smokers, I'm not being sarcastic at all. Plain curiousity asking whether it's true that after a cigarette you tend

            I shall start with a big sigh. The second week of the semester break is already closed to an end and I haven't done anything that I could call an achievement or even a satisfaction. It's not really a good feeling when you wake up in the morning (evening I would say) and thinking that there's nothing to do today than thinking what shall I type in my blog. Worst even, when the producers of How I Met Your Mother decides to put a break for the show until 20th of March, which at that time I'll be starting the short semester and not need any distraction to go through the day. Glee is starting to get boring. I knew I shouldn't have started. The only thing that kept me watching was some decent choice of songs that I think they sang it better than the original singer.              There are few things that I planned on doing but I don't see how it's going to be done The one that has been floating in my mind for these couple of days is climbing up the Ba

            It's official that holidays without friends and family are deep down boring. 3 weeks of semester break, and I've literally wasted a whole week by spending 5 days straight at home, succeeded not stepping even a foot outside and 2 days of driving for some groceries and spending 5 mins holding the Baby Marshmallow   during Aimah's baby welcoming ceremony. It was a heartbreaking moment again, when we gathered for photos, there was only 4 of us. Which makes it obvious that we don't have all of our friends with us. We didn't even need to squeeze ourselves to fit in the picture. It was really that bad. Sucks for UIA'ans for having semester break different than others.             I had my time on the computer. Plenty, I should say. More than enough that I can't even finish the game I'm playing cause I got bored of staring at the freaking monitor. I wanted to do something else so bad that sometimes I found myself lying on the bed thinking what sh