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Bismillahirrahmanirrahim. Today is already Sunday. We'll be having our final A2 paper tomorrow ( English Language Paper 4 ) and soon to leave this lovely place, our beloved KMS family, the cats & forever beautiful sky of Seremban. How surreal. How fast the time flies that we have finally come to the end of two years holding the title of a KMS-ian.  I cannot express how grateful I am for being able to live here. To learn the meaning of life with so many memories etched in my heart. So many names filling in the blank spaces within me that I don't want to erase by any means. Alhamdulillah that He causes this to happen.  I remember the du'a that I made before receiving the offer from MARA to pursue pre-uni education here. I asked from Allah that 'if coming here would do me good, please make it easy for me'. Allah never disappoints His servants, true? Yes, my du'a has been answered and I'm totally sure of His decision of putting me here amo

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim. I am in the middle of exam month and I just need some space to fill this blank white box with dancing alphabets. So yeah, let's talk about Sociology. First and foremost, I'd like to express my utter gratitude upon the chance that Allah gives for me to spend my two years studying here - bumi berkat KMS. This place has taught me 1001 (and more) lessons of life that I shall not forget and maybe I can say that being inspired by the people and the lessons learnt that I am able to mentally produce a life-survival kit? Learning Sociology as one of the subjects to pass our A-Levels here is one blessing that I am thankful for. Initially, I couldn't understand any of the arguments being forwarded by the sociologists, what more with the ever-so-sophisticated English words in the textbooks. It was just difficult to totally grasp what we were learning during the first semester. However, from time to time, I began to gain more understanding of

Bismillah. Post-Pure Mathematics 1 trial paper @ 10.15 am, Lecture Theatre 8; Kolej MARA Seremban Gambar asal curi dari FB senior & customised to be this mwehehe A few more days to permanently leave KMS & I long to know of the feeling that I should have right here, right now. For to finish our A-level studies is the most awaited moment all this while but to take off from this land is a huge reluctance for my soul, currently. Never have I imagined to be changed by a place, what more to (unbelievably) be reaching the age of 20 at this level. A level in which I have met so many beautiful people; inside and out, keeping so many precious emotions, tested with countless heartbreaks and joyful moments - and yet, He keeps me strong (lah sangat?), still. The years that have gone away were the past that did not leave that sweet pang I crave for all this while. But luckily, I discover that kind of pang here; topped with strawberries and chocolate syrup. Can I list

 A rare scenery in my KMS room Bismillahirrahmanirrahim. The caption of the photo says it all. I rarely stay up now. It's rather sad to think of the inability to stay fresh at midnight with the table lamp (half-)lighting the bed. But once Allah allows these eyes to stay open at 2 or 3am just to finish off the works that are always piling up, I feel so grateful that the body is given extraordinary strength to stay energised. Of course, with the help of caffeine, I managed to force myself to stay awake and continue doing the work. I admit that this habit is not that healthy to be practised, but what's wrong with some booster ey? People might comment on the 'on-the-go' nature of Amalina J but they haven't seen the lousy side of me yet - to which I choose to keep to myself for I don't want to reveal anything that's bad and not worth a story. There will be times when I choose to be a plankton and get affected with all the negative happenings that may

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim. Port Klang, 20th Feb 2015 Since noticing that my writing enthusiasm has been slowly (ke rapidly?) dimming, I resolve to devote myself to start typing my thoughts again here - weekly, at least. I won't promise to write consistently as it is understood that my life here is not at all (for now)   devoid of any abrupt happening that may interfere my plan for the rest of the day.  The morning might be sunny but the rains can always arrive once the evening approaches, yes? What is it going to be about, you ask? I'm thinking of recording any random subjects that trigger my mind to think deeply of life lessons a.k.a. ibrah, insya Allah. Having a wild mind, I often have sooo many thoughts and ideas floating in my head but unfortunately, they are quite impossible to be put into words.They would always remain as 'mental notes' rather than actually being typed out or physically written (sigh) . Hence I'd like to make a positive cha