Senior Year : 5C 2013

Assalamualaikum.

Certain of this class member, named 5C class as Cha_ _ _ _ _ _ phelia. Ain't sure how was the spelling. But like what written in Rahimi's book, it was 5 Chempaka? Eh? Lol, tk glam langsung. But Izzati Nadzri once said that it was 5 Cempedak? Eh? Lots of ideas ey. How ever it was just so funn to have this kind of hilarious, joyful, annoying and furious classmates  :) thanks to Izzati Nadzri and Syafiqah Hanis aka Noni for holding RAC :)

5C 2013

Maktab Rendah Sains Mara Pasir Salak

Mara Junior Science College Pasir Salak

Class Advisor

Ms. Arfah Tajul Mulok

President

Mu'az Azaiauddin

Vice President

Syuhaida Rahim

Treasurer

Azizol Assri

Members :

Izzati Nadzri

Hanis Amirah

Izzah Yadzir

Ain Sofia 

Ain Zafirah

Izzah Ariffin

Syafiqah Hanis

Shafiqah Awang

Nabila Diyanah

Masera Marian

Fikah Zainal

Izzati Saidan

Asmaan Amri

Ramza Anuar

Hifzhan Sohif

Rahimi Hishamuddin

Faris Aiman

Izlannizam

Aiman Hatta

Faiz Syauqi

Fardrul Imran

Saifullah 

Lisa Rahmad

Aifa Nabilah

Diayanah Zaki

Anis Najwa

Syazni Nadirah

p/s : A big apologise from me, Lisa Rahmad especially to Rahimi Hishamuddin, Faiz Syauqi, Fardrul Imran, Ramza Anuar and Saifullah for loudly and fiercely scold you guys :) and thank you to all of you for teaching me :) I love you guys~

Unfold : MRSM Pasir Salak in Memory Lane (pt 2)

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Setting : Academic Block , 5C 2013

While everyone was busy studying for the upcoming SPM, the fellow members of 5C were searching for a nice mind-resting. Hahaa. We were not likely doesn't study, but then we were trying to have a lil' rest before continuing our self study. I sat at Mu'az's desk and had a funny conversation with him and Izlan.What made us end up with laughing was Muaz told me he wanted to conquer the world. That's not the funny one. The funny things were he said he wanted to manipulate and to corruption and sort of. Wthe? And he started to grinned and laughed like a bad person. Hahaa. I guessed he must be pressured with the upcoming SPM.

Out of sudden, the cartoons topic became a hot issues in our class. I'm not sure who started it of. Hahaa. The conversation had increased its members. Banyak pulak yang seronok nak join sekaki. We talked bout our best cartoons during our childhood time. Detective Conan had started its kick off. Hahaa. Conan, Aibara, and sort of came out from everyone's mouth. Muahahahaa. Then, it came with arguments. Hahaa, LOL what's these SPM candidates doing while everybody studying for their SPM. Macam tkda kerja gaduh pasal kartun. When in my childhood time, my Along always had me to watch Ultraman. I'm serious fanatic of Ultraman. Hahaa. Ultramen have variety colours. Red, Blue and I can't remember. Eh? I thought I was saying that I'm fanatic with Ultraman. Hahaa. I mistakenly said grey or something. And Asmaan said I was wrong. Hahaa, lol. I argued it with Asmaan. And Azizol just kept laughing on us.

I asked them either they had watched KluangMan? Surprisingly, some of us watched it. Hahaa. Dah mula dah semua suggest cartoons sendiri. We were laughing until burst into tears. Power Puff Girls, Scooby Doo, Ninja Boys, Flintstone, Spongebob, Mirmo Zibang, Prince of Tennis, what else we said? Hamtaro, Power Rangers, Masked Rider Ryuki, Masked Rider Hibiki, Ultraman Nexus, Ultraman Mebius, Ultraman Tiga. Lol, can you see how fanatic we were during our childhood? Not only that, Shin Chan, Doraemon, Digimon, Pokemon, Beyblade, haa apa lagi?

Hahaa. We all had a fun moment. Sunday Night Prep. What I can conclude is, we all have the same childhood time, but we have different time in future. And, nowadays, there're not much best cartoons like our old times. Pity to those millennium kiddos. Hahaa.

Unfold : MRSM Pasir Salak down the Memory Lane (pt 1)

Assalamualaikum.

I just finished done whatsapp-ing with Anis. My very long stick classmates since we're form 2. It's been a loooooooong time. From class 2A till 5C we still together maa. We've been talking about our classmates. Hahaa, lots of fun act.

Everything that happened always comes with reasons right? Without the re-shuffling class I bet there will be no like others of 4C 2012 and 5C 2013. When the news about class re-suffled, everyone was like, Omaiiii. Alaaaa and all sort of sigh. Some would be happy and some would be sad. For the first time we meet with new members of 5C, everyone is awkward. Yeah, memang kita satu batch. We are who we are when we're in batch. But some how, when we become classmates as sudden of course the awkwardness will arise.

We took times to fix ourself in new environment. I think I'm the most who changed a lot after the class re-shuffled. What I had changed?  I became a sleepy one in the class. Before this I won't sleep in the class. But I did slept. Hahaa.

Those who came from class A to class C ;

• Lisa Rahmad
• Anis Najwa
• Mu'az Azaiauddin
• Faris Aiman
• Hifzhan Sohif
• Azizol Assri
• Izzah Ariffinga
• Ain Sofia
• Zafirah Mazli
• Rahimi Hishamuddin

Those who came from class B to class C ;

• Asmaan Amri
• Ramza Anuar
• Syazni Nadirah
• Nabila Diyanah
• Aifa Nabilah
• Syuhaida Rahim

Those who still maintain as class C members ;

• Aiman Hatta
• Izzah Yadzir
• Izlannizam
• Syafiqah Awang
• Hanis Amirah

Those who came from class D to class C ;

• Fardrul Imran
• Yaya Zaki
• Fikah Zainal
• Izzati Saidan
• Syafiqah Hanis

Those who came from class E to class C ;

• Izzati Nadzri
• Masera Marian
• Faiz Syauqi

Newbie :) from Mrsm Transkrian to Mrsm Pasir Salak ; Saifullah

City University

Assalamualaikum.

Past few days, I got a called from one university to join them for a seminar at Rakan Muda Complex Klang. They got my number from my friend Jiha. The seminar was about to consult us to do our programme or foundation with them at City University.

This morning, I headed there with my family. A bit lost because the person in charge gave me a wrong direction.  Puihh. Soon arrived there, I registered my name and so on. I thought it was a talk that going to be held in a big hall. But, it was a consultation one to one. Gilaa gabra kau.

The consultant gave me a briefing bout the course offered. Unfortunately,  there were none of the courses offered I interested in. My main focus is International Relations in Political Science course.  Or maybe in TESL something. They asked me to take MassCom for diploma then pursue with the bachelor and so on. After that, I just go through with the course that I craved for.

Well, let's do some years calculation here. If I agreed with it, I will waste my few years maybe around 5 years plus plus minus with those courses only. Excluding the years will take to further my study for political science course. Meanwhile there are universities which offered only 5 years study for the course that I want. See? Which one much better.

Though there are benefits however if I take that course. But then, we have to manage our time. Why must we took a long way, while there is a shortcut right? Simply think. Hewhewhew.  Dan, terpaksalah decline. They indulged me with Mara scholarship. Yeah, I knew bout it man. They gave me the guarantee that I'll get for Mara scholarship since I was Mara student. Aminn. But still it didn't reach my goal.

No worries much coz I pretty sure, there will always my rezeki anywhere. Allah had specified for His hamba. The most important thing is EFFORT and doa :)

18th Birthday

Assalamualaikum.

 On 23rd January, I've been celebrating my 18th birthday. Kinda old enough though. Nothing much. Just received several birthday wishes and that's all. Nothing special. I always can't celebrate it with my special loved ones. Hahahaha. That's life. Something you expected too much sometime wouldn't happen.

My Ibu baked Batik Cake for me. Meanwhile, my sister also bought a small cake from Bisou. It was so nice of it. I don't really like to eat cakes. Muak le. There were also few decorated cupcakes. Then, we went to have our dinner out. I don't have it much for my birthday.

Just hoping that guy would send text or maybe a brief call to wish birthday. In the end, nothing. It's okay. It's time to giving up.

So, my 18th wishes would be ;

□ straight 9A+ in SPM 2013
□ be a good daughter
□ be a great muslimah . Aminn
□ enter best university.
□ diplomat or ambassador to be
□ get rid those sensitive feels
□ lost some weight
□ leading a happy life
□ serious in a relationship
□ curing heart
□ forgetting the dark side of mine

Ya Allah, give me some strength and patience.

p/s : Thankyouu to those whom wished me Birthday. MAY ALLAH BLESS YOU.

If and Only If

Assalamualaikum.

Ever since I was in my college days, I always fight with someone. Every single year without miss. It started when I moved to MRSM Pasir Salak from MRSM Kuching. And of course,  in every fight I'll always be the one whom being blamed by everyone. Not everyone but certain people. Yeah, I knew it. People just don't get it why I often fought with people. Why? Because they're not me.

Plus, I'm someone who really doesn't like to explain. In every incidents that happened to me, I won't talk and explain. Why? I'm just hoping they could understand it. But, maybe my expectations were too much. And they didn't understand me at all. Then I realised that, we can't make people to understand us. Coz, they're not in your shoes.

When I moved to Pasir Salak, I'm hoping a good starts with a new life. Moving here it was not my willing at all. But, to think it in a positive way, I saw the reasons why I had to move here. I thought they're going to help me out to suits myself with the new environment.  But things happened oppositely. I couldn't adapt with new environment. I was trying so hard to consoling myself to go through the days here. I didn't tell anyone. I knew, lots of people were hurt by me not in physical way, but emotional way.

I don't like people to pijak kepala. I don't want they think I'm weak just because I'm new here. I've my own stands. But still people don't get it. They think I'm rude. Why? I just spoke out what I don't like. Got it? Day by day, year by year, things going too bad. I don't have anyone to share all of this. Like I said, I hate to explain.

So, when I was in my senior year,  I tend to be someone who doesn't control her emotions and expression.  When I hate something, I just show it. I didn't even think bout people's feel. Why? Because they never think bout me. Why should I? I became more sensitive. Why? I can't hold it back anymore. What's enough is enough.  But still, they don't get it. I've withstand it for years. But still,  they don't understand me. I did told this to my room mates, Jah Zainal, Iffah Ilias and Izzah Yadzir. Not to forgetting Ain Zaini. I hate to tell bout this coz end up I'll cry in regretion and depression for the whole night.

To Adlina Aisya,
I don't hate you frankly speaking. I just thought you would understand me instead giving the answer,

"I'm busy. Perkara biasa. Malas nak pikir. Benda remeh."

Beb, I understand you're busy. But do you understand me? Probably, those matters were nothing, but it's a big thing. Yes, I admitted it that I always opposed your words. Why? We have different point of view. It doesn't matter actually.  Maybe you're the one who couldn't accept it. Ad, I'm not someone who easily acceptting all your words. I have my own stands. You always gives the busy excuses to me. But it was actually you don't want to care about right? Why? Because you want people to look you good and better. I'm not someone like that Ad. I won't care what people think bout me because I knew what I'm doing. I'm not created to please everyone. And I'm not easily to fade away all those things that happened. I'll remember it till the last blood drop.

p/s : It's not easy to understand Lisa Rahmad. I hope you understand.

Mr. Ebby :)

Assalamualaikum y'all

Recently,  my house was under inspection. All those un-needed stuffs will be donated to charity houses. Almost half of the cabinets had been donated. Lapang dahh. Tkda ah semak mana.

Suprisingly, while organising my things, I found a box full of my college stuffs. I was stunted. Those things inside the box were the things that I searching for quite a long time. Err, those things inside were my stuffs when I was in form 2 and form 3 at MRSM Pasir Salak.  I took out everything. I found few books which holds lots of my memories. I was so excited but then I hold on it first before I went through all those bittersweet memories.

There was a big white envelope with MRSM logo at the top of the envelope and my name Nurlisa Fatihah binti Rahmad | 09172 . Dumbfounded. I opened it and took out the contents. Few letters and ..... my LONG LOST PMR CERTIFICATE SLIP !! Wthe? I've been looked for it for 2 years. And I found it in this 2014 year. Wow, it's a good start of the 2014. Aminn. And there was a blue pocket file which I received it when my form 4 registration at MRSM Pasir Salak. In the pocket file, there was a transparent plastic bag which content College Rules and Regulations.  Lol, dah habis sekolah baru jumpa buku peraturan maktab. No wonder my friends always said they've given to us the book. It's just I'm the one who lost it. Hahaa.

Then only I opened the legacy book year 2010 and 2011. Wow, I felt embarrassed with myself. I didn't expect that I could write something like that though. Kelakar lahh. Everything written there were my longing to my loved one, Mr. Ebby. Oh, that's not his real name. It's just his nickname i gave to him. Which I considered it as my first love. And yeah it is. All that I could say is, Tak Sangka. Who could expect to fall in love with someone like him? Everything that happened between us was beyond my expectations. Plus, I was new there at that time. People said,

" Marrying someone that we loved is a dream, but marrying with someone that we couldn't expect is destiny "

I hope things would be like that. But we just could hoping and prays. We broke up however. There were no one is to be blamed for it. All I could do now is just to pray. We can plan but Allah's plan is much better.


p/s : Dear Mr. Ebby, like I said to you previously,  you're never be replaced. I still kept the Cadbury Black Forest Chocolates plastic cover. I'll wait for ya.

Reunion:)

Assalamualaikum y'all.

Last last sunday, I went for licence practical class with Nik and Azrul. While we were queuing to register, suddenly Azrul said to us, he saw Zul Akmal. Oh, we also saw him. Azrul wanted to tegur him but then I said, Tak payah. He asked me why. I said,  Ingat tk dulu time bola sepak sekolah kita jadi tuan rumah? Kita tegur dia, sikit pun dia tk pandang. Hahaa. Then, we let him be.

This time I managed to get the same room as Nik and Azrul. Room 5. We supposed to sit together the 3 of us. But, there were only 2 sits in front. Azrul had to sit at the back. As I sat, Nik told me she saw Hanis. I turned back, oh surprisingly I saw Hanis. We hi-ing and smiles. During the lesson, the lecturer kept asking Nik questions. Luckily he didn't asked me. Nik's forte :)

When we went for recess,  I saw Wan. Nik's friend. But I knew her. My ex neighbour. So we sat together. Drinking and chit chating.

The highlight was that right after we finished, we went to the counter to take our IC. Nik tegur Zul Akmal. I just smiled. Idk what to do then. He couldn't remember me. How could he. I scolded him, Kau lupa ke aku yang selalu buat homework kau? Yeah, fakta. Me and Zul were in the same class during our sekolah agama. I sat besides Zaim that time.

I also met Syafiq Ahmad the one I like to fool around since me, Nik and Mior were classmates with him. Hahaa. Then Hanis joined us gathering. The funniest fact here, we all in the same lecture room. Except Syafiq. Hahaa, it was a lovely time as we all sat together and flashing back our precious memories.

Zul was a lil bit shock when everytime he mentioned the aunties or fellas whom lived in the police barrack I seemed knew them all. Hahaa. I said to Zul, Berek tu dah maca, rumah aku dah. Aku kenal semua orang dekat situ. Every blocks I knew. Haha. He seemed forgot that before our sekolah agama moved to the bigger building, we used to school at the parking lot under the police barrack.

Reunion-mates of the day,
- Airen Rahman
- Lisa Rahmad
- Azrul Fadhli
- Hanis Tohit
- Zul Akmal
- Syafiq Ahmad

P/s : I still remember when our recess time I used to go to 7E, Auntie block E who sold snacks, and Acik Seri to buy food.

Driving Licence

Assalamualaikum y'all.

Recently, I took a driving lesson. Still in the half way to get the licence. I took the licence together with my besties, Nik Nurul Airen or Nik for short. Hahaa, lots of fun. For the first lesson, we had to sit for law class. It was about 6 hours if I'm not mistaken. Mengantuk tahu. I might be looking too focus in the class. Inside me, I've been shouting of boredness. Hahaa. Mana taknya, dah semalamnya jalan jalan tk hengat dunia sampai malam.

Btw, I didn't get into the same law class with Nik. Know why? A really bad incident had happened. Yeah, my fault then. I forgot to bring my identification card. Err. Acano lupaa. The guy who picked us up whom name is Arif said, it'll take times to return back to my house since we all were at Nik's house which located at the area of Istana Seri Alam. Then, he asked me to call my Ibu to bring it to Shell nearby as the other will take it for me.

It was not a good start. So, I ended up alone in the contena class. Next to me, was a woman. She is a kind woman but she just too loud. Takda benda lawak punn gelak beria. Com'on man. There's nothing funny over here.

Right after the class was over, I finally met up with Nik. What a relief. Huhh. Then, Arif picked us and send us back. He drove the car like wind. Really fast and shocking.

My reply for the law class was a success. Why? Coz, my first time doing the exercise, I managed to obtained LULUS for it. And what was the most amazing is, I passed the test with flying colours. I did it once and LULUS :) Alhamdulillah.


P/s : based from the story told by Auntie Nor, Arif was Mara Junior Science College (MRSM) of Mersing, Johore. I bet he knew Ainum? Wthe. I don't think so though she is the ex of MRSM Mersing. Let her be.

Day in Night out :)

Assalamualaikum y'all.

I've been out with my fellow friends whom we met when our primary school. We went to KLCC by train which is the easiest way. I asked them to gather around 10. But then, like usual the informer will be the one who late. Hahaa. It should be 5 people all together. But, Irfan decline his attendant at the very last minute.

So, only left we 4 people. Me, Nik, Azrul and Mior :) we don't invite too many people. Coz, it will cause trouble and crowded. You know, many people, many desires. Nt yang ni entah kemana, yang tu entah kemana. Leceh.

Just we arrived at the KLCC, we all lost. We had mistaken enter the other entrance which path us to the other mall. Wthe? Luckily, Mior finally found the way out. We bought tickets to watch Captain Phillips. Dah semua berebut tak nak duduk luar. Hahaa, Mior the one yang tercampak keluar. Hahaa.

Before we all watched the movie, we strolling around the KLCC. Then, while the guys still at the surau, me and Nik went to Isetan. We looked at the chickens, fruits, veggies. Hahaa, macam nak beli barang dapur. We brought some sushi for all of us. Then, we went to food court to have our lunch. Right then we enter the cinema. Macam macam makanan kitaorang seludup. There were sushi, pretzels, popcorn, and bla bla. Tukang habis, credit to Mior and Azrul :)

Azrul the shopaholic of the day. He went to all stores. In out in out. Penat gilaa follow dia sorang. Hahaa. At the evening, we went for sightseeing outside the KLCC. We sat there like our childhood time. And Mior claimed his dissatisfaction on me. He said, I always pick up a fight with him at sekolah rendah. But I'm really nice with him at sekolah agama. Mior, aku mampu gelak sahaja.

Sedar tk sedar, we spent our time at KLCC until night. Around 8 then only we bought our tickets to go back home. The train arrived a bit late. We arrived Klang at 10. Nik's mom couldn't send me at home coz it was far. So, it just half way using shortcut. However, I'm very thankful to Auntie Noraini. I thought to call Ibu to take me there. But, Mior and Azrul said, Tk Payah. They'll send me home. Lagipun dekat situ ada 'benda'. Wthe? I forced them to accompanied me. Dah kenapa cerita dekat aku. Azrul rode his bike while Mior walked with me. Oh, tidaklah saya nak naik motor dengan mereka. Nt orang kata apaa.

Mior said, Bahaya anak dara orang jalan sorang sorang malam. Nt jadi apa apa payah. So, they ended up accompanied me back at home. Dah sampai depan rumah then dorang naik motor balik rumah.

P/s : Thankyouu daun keladi Nik Nurul Airen,  Azrul Fadhli and Mior Syafiq.

2014 Open Speech

Assalamualaikum y'all.

HAPPY 2014 !

Yeah, it's been months since my last entry. Btw, this is my 2nd or 3rd blogs I guess. If you googling my name, there were abundant of blogs ea. The previous blogs still there and those were my childhood memories. And this blog is particularly about my teenage adult-to-be. On 2014, I'm going to reach my 18 yo. Currently just finished my major examination which is SPM. Hopefully , I achieved a flying colours result. Aminn.