The art of giving

WELL HELLO SWEET CAKES HOW Y'ALL DOIN-GGGG?

Sorry, sis biskot for a while. Hilang sekejap, very occupied with life. *coughs* I don't know apa angin I feel like blogging. There's so much things contained inside of me that I have to let it out here. Firstly, Ramadhan Kareem to all my Muslim homies all over the world. If you love to fast, say AYEEEEEE. "AYE!" If you love to terawih, say AYEEEEEE. "AYE!" If you love the Ramadhan vibes say OKUUUUURRRRTTTT. "OKURRRRRTTTT!" Noice.

Alhamdullilah, for being able to live another day. Experience the fasting month. I hope you guys are doing well. Healthy and happy, especially. 

Let me avert your attention back to the topic of today, "The Art of Giving". Sounds like a fancy book title, right?

“Give others all that is alive in us—our interest, understanding, our knowledge, our humor, everything in us that’s good. In doing so, we enhance the sense of aliveness in others while enhancing our own. When we give, we get a “heightened vitality” of what it means to be human.” –Erich Fromm


A penny for my thoughts. I grew up in a household where the art of giving always takes place. I can never emphasize further on how the art of giving truly shows the fervent meaning of real happiness? So, what exactly is the art of giving? I am no good at stringing words or sentences together, but in shaa Allah, I will try my best. I feel people who has the art of giving embedded in their hearts find real happiness within themselves with no self-serving motives. It's the joy and love you want to share with people around. Everyone deserves to feel love? "Dui pu dui?" It's a selfless feeling. You find happiness in making others happy. You feel contented. Subhanallah. You don't need much to give, really. Give love, give laughter, give help. Truly a gift of knowledge........... you see what I did there?
Apart from that, the other day I chance upon a hose in the school cubicle. IT'S LIKE A DREAM COME TRUE. Found a euro coin in the shoe basket at work too, just now. Got to clip my nails(?)
Home girl has to sleep. I've been complaining of lacking of sleep but home girl masih ah taknak tido.
Assalamualaikum, all. <3

Really kudos la to the person who created the word gift. Give a gift. Give a thought. I often do this without realising. I often have thoughts of others. Have they eaten? Are they safe? Do you want food? These socks look cute on you, do you want them? Is Susan cold? Does she need a blanket? I appreciate thoughtfulness. It comes a long way. It expresses deep concern and care. That's how the phrase, "It's the thought that counts" came around. You don't know how small a thought can mean so much to someone. For example, you saw very nice roses. And you thought of your friend. So you got it and G-I-V-E it to her/him. You acknowledged the likes of someone.You acknowledged what/who makes them happy. What more joy can you receive if it's not the joy of making others happy? Really Masha Allah this one. The clarity that I want to be able to convey right here, right now nahh nahh is be thoughtful. The give of thought is something everyone should possess.The world would be a better place, in shaa Allah. There are more other factors to the art of giving you can read on. May you truly be happy.

 I wonder how does it feel to be highly intelligent. Like Iron Man for an example. It's fictional but yeah yeah you get what I mean.I wonder how it feels to create something life changing that could help millions or have a skill that helps save the world. Because I often imagine myself being Agent Romanoff. (takmo lol aku la) (lol to you if you don't know her hahaha) Have like great fighting skills, kick asses of bad people and actually work under an organization that actually needs you to save humanity. I think it's just me being too obsessed watching Marvel movies. 

Ola, beautiful people!

Sorry for the lack of updates. #sisbusy 

I am having my Final Year Project(FYP) now. It's Week 3 and I have been realizing how different is it to be the only girl on the team. (As if, I wasn't already the only girl in my class.) My teammates are fine, it's just me I guess. Being an awkward turtle. 

Now, here's is some upsides and downsides of being a minority(in gender) in a male-dominated course.

UPSIDES

1. You will not find a single problem with using the toilets(in the engineering block). The cubicles are always available. Meaning(?) You won't run out of tissue paper, you can even choose which cubicle to use. Like cmon man, even if you ran out of tissue paper or realized the cubicle is not equipped with a hose. You can just go out the cubicle (takya zip seluar, maybe half wear it)without fearing of anyone seeing you find a hose and pipe in the other cubicle.
2. Okay, this one is honest. You get approached more by the lecturers or your friends if you need help. Nope, I do not certainly take advantage of this.
3. Suddenly, you became this one love guru or life coach when people approaches you with their life issues. It feels good to know that your opinion matters. Life advisor. That's me. *wink*

DOWNSIDES

1. It's difficult not having female friends in class to constantly have your back. No interesting topics to talk about since you're the only girl in class. So you basically have to blend in with the rest, with the most common topic in daily conservations of G-U-Y-S. "girls girls girls..." "motor" "kereta" "game" "fifa" "ps4" "mobile legends" You name it.
2. When you are having that time of the month, you can't turn to your guy friends to check if stained yourself or what. You will be super insecure at that time of the month fo sho.
3. You will experience gender discrimination at least once at some points of your college life. Hmm.
4. You have to observe or hear dirty behavior from the male homo sapiens species. You'll just cringe..... you have to...
5. They can be rude at times (unintentionally) It's okay. Means you're in the squad.

(UPDATES)

It's prolly week 9 now. Was supposed to publish this post a long time ago but the "Publish" button was malfunctioning. Boo you! I am talkative to my fyp mates now, which is great! It takes to warm up I guess.... k bye.

Sometimes, I don't talk. Because I appreciate quietness and I am tired.

a snake bite my butt

The last few days, I dreamt of something eerie but at the same time it wasn't. I dreamt of two snakes which were trying to bite/eat me. I believe in interpretation of dreams, basically. But according to Islam context of course. I did more research on these kind of dreams. There are  3 types of dreams. One is from your imagination, one is from shaytan and the other one is from Allah. Thanks to a friend, I learnt more about dreams from a video. I mean, I would not possibly just randomly dream about snakes kan? Betul tak betul? As I looked up the interpretation, there were quite a few meanings behind it. Depending on what type of snakes, what were the doing, how did the dream went like etc. So there were like two meanings for mine, and both of them conveyed a positive message. *pheww* I can't ah guyyys you know some dreams interpretations so scary la, they say you gonna get divorced or something. Ya Allah, jauhkan la. But we all want those positive meanings, so being typical humans, if the message is positive we are going to accept. And if it's otherwise, we won't believe the shit LOL

But what's more important after that was. I was afraid everytime I peed or shit or just sitting on the toilet seat, some snake gonna bite my ass or private parts HAHAHAHAHHAAHHA. It was not really triggered by the dream, it was this one video I chanced upon whereby someone zoomed into the toilet  bowl and there was a snake hiding inside the waters with it's tongue hissing and all. DAMN SCARY, just now I shit also I scared tau. Then you know how you can hear the flow of water through the pipeline. I imagined a freaking snake was going through the pipeline to my toilet bowl. And I flushed the heck out of my toilet bowl 😂😂 so it's like backflushing la. I flush then the water will go back out mah. Then the snake won't have the chance to appear in the toilet bowl to bite my ass. OKAY I THINK TOO MUCH BUT YEPPPPP!!! I should really stop coming across these kind of videos leh. So freaking paranoid HAHAHHAHA!

Now I'm craving for Yong Tau Foo lol okay dah la bye guys I wanna sleep. 

Hello, hello readers! How was your day? I hope you had a lovely day. If it wasn't good, may tomorrow be a better day for you. :)

Today, I am going to talk about one of my favorite fruits(??) PINEAPPLES? Like really Syiqin, cmon. But ya, pineapples are the ish. I used to not like it but just as a grow older, I seem to love it. Weird. Like how I love mangoes too. Pineapples are best eaten just as a fruit. It doesn't belong on a pizza cos it's weird. Doesn't belong in burgers as well like why would you put a huge slice of pineapple with a beef patty under it???? It also does not belong in those masakan Melayu. hais, I know I might be exaggerating but I don't like the taste of it with any other food. Damn weird.

No please no, this looks terribly wrong alreadyyy! Bluek. Anyhoo, I have been thinking of wearing braces again. Hais. Because there's a gap between my teeth. It was my mistake to not wear retainers. I have been surveying for the cheapest braces around sg. Might be considering going jb if it's too expensive here. So should I or should I not? You think???? Okay guys im sorry im really bad at creating content here so i just say what's on my mind.

Maybe I should start talking about what's really on my mind now.

Ignorance. I don't know why- ok hold up my mum just called me when both of us are in the house to remind me not to wash my hair at night because it will affect our brain(??) I ALR GAVE YOU A HEADS UP SO PEOPLE DONT WASH YOUR HAIR AT NIGHT. She also mentioned this woman suffered a stroke because of that.

Okay, I apologized. Sidetracked. Hahaha! Where were we?? Oh, ignorance. I read somewhere on Twitter. So basically, I somehow could relate to what he/she said. When you love hard, you really do. But in a split second, if you feel like leaving. You would... in a heartbeat. It kinda explains how your feelings could go from 100 - 0 and 0 - 100. I am not trying to convey wrong information about me. Of course, I won't lose feelings so easily. I just wanted to emphasize that I could ignore a person for real. Shut him or her out. I don't know whether it is a good characteristic. 

Once you do something wrong or I sense nothing is able to make anything better. I basically shut myself out. Cepat tawar hati.... :/ Which, really, isn't a good thing. I want to change this. It's really frustrating that, I don't give any more chances. Because I don't know whether it's worth giving. I don't make room for mistakes. Mistakes = Improvements (?) No. I don't let the potential of something spur. I lose hope easily. While I don't blame myself but the people who made me feel like this. I am extremely exhausted to be chasing for people, seeing the good out of the people sometimes. All I need is to take care of my heart. I remembered trying to amend things, I thought there was still light. I chased and chased, I made effort to meet up. I made effort to stay communicated but only to be left abandoned. And that's why I left her/him. Don't make a fool out of yourselves, people. Sometimes, ignorance is bliss you know. 

I just want to be able to tell apart the people who is worth the chances I am going to give.

Assalamualaikum, Everyone! How have you been doing? I am writing here via IPhone so no giffffssss for today. (Step mcm you came here just to see mu gifs!) Anyhoo, feeling really hungry right now after a very very good jogging session just now. I have a secret. Hais. Idk how I shd feel okay about it but Ive been eating rice like 3 days in a row like ummmm umm home girl got her appetite like too much. Put on hold please! Despite that, I lost weight (??) I can't comprehend what sorcery is this HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA. Home girl is shocked!!! Hashbrows will be one of my favourite side dishes. Mmmm like with the kuah with the hashbrown ah, scoop tu nasi sikit. *drrrrooooooollllssss*

I would like to give a shout out to the aunties and uncles who have worked extremely hard to clear our mess and make the school really clean. I love yallllll so much. I love how students in sp will clear our mess to the respective you know tempat letak makan. Terlupa the word. Ive adopted the habit to do it outside sch too :') Well speaking from someone who has worked Mcd before, clearing trays and stuffs. I feel very touched to see people who help out.... willingly. Thanks yo, hais.

What else what else eh that happened???? Nasi Ambeng at Hajjah Mariam is life!!!! DO CHECK THEM OUT AT WEST GATE I SWEAR NO RAGRAAATS guys. (Tk habes bbl pasal makanan.)

People asked me before, "Syiqin, would be a teacher?" And it strucked me. NO. Because Im the type of student who observes a teacher and make fun of him/her. Like how the armpit sweaty, then can see sweat stains. I find it amusing. :') I know la tak baik buttttt a student will always be a student.

Any guys, the poll at the side doesn't clicked by itself you know. I want responses. Hais. Thank you. Love you. Chaooooooooooo

Being yourself, is good fo sho.
But when do we know, we show too much? Or act a certain way that makes us feel vulnerable?
How much can one express without having to feel that it's too much?
But why must we hide something so good?
What exactly am I afraid of losing?

How can one assure me, in future? With a head filled of doubts and lack of self esteem.
I think I might just turn people down, push them away. I emphasized so much on positivity, but I'm full of negativity at time. Dubious about my own feelings, dubious about the issues that aren't happening but I'm scared, it will. Knowing that things aren't always certain. My mind is playing games, and it is sending the wrong signals to my heart. (Lol drama bbl)

I don't deserve anything or anyone.
Still making the same mistakes.
When do I ever learn?
When I can ever start anew?


(This is the result of overthinking at 1++ in the morning)

Some people have the cheek to indirectly "beri khabar" despite doing shit to you as if NOTHING IS WRONG. Why bother about me? Good intentions but that is just futile. We good but I don't appreciate it when you are low key contradicting yourself. Stop checking on me using different accounts, will ya? May God bless you. :)

sushi

Assalamualaikum, all.

This post might be tad emotional, maybe not emo emo emo gile la but a lil different from all the weird posts I have done. I don't usually like to write this kind of stuff, exposed to the public view because I don't want people to know my... vulnerable side. HAHAHA! It just absurd that I am typing this in a serious tone.

I have actually written a draft that was never posted, a goodbye post dedicated to 2017. But I will let my thoughts flow in this very, maybe lengthy letter before I am going to be hectic with school again.

As I get older, my expectations run low. I don't get tick off over trivial matters, so easily. I am more chilled than I supposed to be. Alhamdullilah. Because there are better things to focus on, right? I am thankful for all the people who thought of me, even when our busy lives got in the way. Syukur alhamdullilah. Being older, it is only right to have a mature thinking already. I really hope from these time onwards, I make right decisions to avoid hurting others or myself in near future. Because what comes around, goes around right? May I find the courage to walk away from matters that won't bring good in near future. Even if it means to walk away from people.

I, without fail, see the good in people. Even if the bad outweighs the good.

This characteristic of mine. I just don't know. Is it good? For always being like that? Knowing it's only a call for trouble? First, second, third or a hill of chances/opportunities I can give from someone that's isn't worthy. SO WHEN DO I LEARN? Sometimes, I struggled. (so any tips on how I can overcome this, please dm me, my friends, bc I want to learn.)

Next off, I am very thankful for feeling so loved on this birthday of mine, yesterday. Effort goes a long way. And it touched me so much. The attention that has been given and all, I am really blessed. The wishes that flooded my phone, unexpected. :') Thank you, everyone, for showering me with constant love. I love you.

Happy blissful marriage Kakak Zimah and Abang Adli. Happy birthday to you too, Kak Zimah. Quite elated to share my birthday with you, knowing that you're super awesome and loving, beautiful inside and out. Thank you for the invitation.

Here's a post to one of my Higher Nitec bitch: HAHAHA SORRY FANDI

All the best for NS life. I would like to say this, on behalf of Hidayah as well, all the best for your future endeavors. Thank you for the great friendship. And Hidayahhh gurrl, if you're reading this. We miss you! :-)

Prized possession big hearrrts, I will take care of this watch forever huhu

Goodnight, for now.

you still alive, dude?

Nearly 3 in the morning and not surprisingly I am wide awake at this hour, tipu ah wide awake but my body's tired but my mind doesn't want to switch off. Thanks to coffee, people! From the C TO THE O TO THE DOUBLE F TO THE DOUBLE E. I could have sworn that drinking coffee isn't my thing but sometimes, it tastes so good. I drank coffee twice this week, ever since my sister had forgotten to change the beverage so bo pian lor, drink coffee. Suddenly my bowel movements started being so active, shit so much. (low key kind of liking the shitting part cos it feels like I'm letting everything go, sorry too much info) But then comes a headache. LIKE WHO IN THE WORLD DRINKS COFFEE AND GET MIGRAINES AFTER THAT? (definitely not only me, jgn nak prasan im the only one who feels that capital LMFAO). So basically, I scared drinking coffee will be a habit that I will adopt bc tibetibe it tastes so nice. H A I S.

What I miss about blogging...............................


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GIFFFFFFFF!

I don't know about you guys but sometimes...................(okay this is going to get a lil personal) but have you guys felt so disgusted with really dirty public toilets or cubicles and you find yourself making sure your booty doesn't touch the toilet seat cos you are too freaked out by it? That was what that happened to me just now. It has been the longest time since I did that but I did it. The toilet was atrocious and............ I could not emphasize further. So I did a half squat trying to make sure I pee nicely into the toilet bowl. (It's been so long I exercised!!!) Really was a work out for me. And my bladder decided to pee a lil more, i was shocked! Like ohhhh, when im doing the half squat. Then I decided to pee a lot. So I stood for a solid 1-2 mins!!! HALF SQUAT RULES! (nope just kidding) Did I mention the flush was broken and they did not provide soap to wash your hands? Hmm. (byk complain la aku ni jugak hais sorry guys)

Okay, you might be wondering how's school bc I have not been blogging about studies for 3 months.

So this is what is happening in sch. School's great. ALHAMDULLILAH.

thats all you need to know about school. ugh c'mon.

You know those type of questions like, "What would you do if you get one million dollars?" Other than those answers like donating part of the money to a cause or buy a lifetime of Ribena supply. I WILL JOLLY WELL TELL YOU WHAT IM GOING TO DO WITH ONE MILLION DOLLARS.

I thought about it for a while and you know what I will gonna do, HAVE MY OWN TALK SHOW. You damn well heard me. Have my own talk show, be a host of my own talk show (duh) and from there things gonna move on pretty quickly. I might be the mild milk chocolate of Oprah Winfrey. Or even Ellen. I actually pretty inspired by them. They are so generous and they talk about the real deal. What better way to be heard, kan? Or be like Jerry Springer (is it correct?) Help those baby mommas find their real daddies!!!

So baby mommas or daddies, HMU!

Okay la, until next post. I feel I talk too much crap. Goodnight.