My Dusty Old Shelf

Life is a race. With Jannah as the ultimate finish line. Some go astray, lost and in the end, never actually reaching the finish line… Nauzubillah. Let's hope that none of us go astray. And if we do, we should find our way back. So right now, I'm at home, during study leave. Caused a lot of gasps when I told people that. Hahaha I don't know. I guess being a daily school student throughout my whole life made it difficult for me to study while watching other people study. I like studying in my own time, with a lot of space. I tend to lie down on my bed, on the floor, depan TV, and everywhere else. Hahaha Just a few more days. Single digits countdown now. To be honest, since IRP started, my confidence has increased for every subject other than Chemistry… I actually feel worse and worse by the session. I need to step up my game. Chemistry, please be nice. I need to score at least a 6. My home this September and for the next five years InsyaAllah.

Only a few days left before IB and I'm nowhere near ready. Too much things disturbing my mind. And my brain is pretty slow…. Oh about the whole Belfast Liverpool thing, I've decided on Belfast. Took a while. A lot of opinions. Endless prayers. And insyaAllah Belfast is the one for me. I've been thinking about quality vs quantity. I'm on quality's side. Coz I see some of my friends staying up all night and some just studying when they feel like it, and in the end, the ones who stayed up longer, had lower grades. I think it all depends on how you study rather than how much . I guess it works like that in relationships too. Contacting each other non-stop on whatsapp but the conversations are superficial. I'd rather spend a good ten minutes on the phone, talking to each other, having a proper conversation. I knew more about him in the fifteen minutes that we spent after class rather than hours of non-stop whatsapp messages. Haih. I need more quality i

When I first applied for MARA's PILN, I was hoping to get into University of Bristol. My dad's alma mater. Where he worked himself day in and day out to receive his PhD. And also the city I grew up in for a while. When the application process started, I developed a really strong liking to King's College London. And I thought about going there too. Since we were allowed to pick up to four universities, I ended up choosing (in no order) : 1. King's College London 2. University of Bristol 3. Queen's University Belfast 4. University of Liverpool About 3 months passed and I received two interview invitations for Liverpool and Belfast. A month after, I received this, And I was heartbroken. They didn't want me…  But I stayed positive. Thinking that Allah knows better, I accepted the results.  And just prayed for the best for my two interviews. Last week I posted about my Liverpool offer and alhamdulillah, Allah has given me an offer from Bel