Saturday, 8 July 2017

new life begin

so, hai and Assalamualaikum everyone 😀

Its been a long time i didnt update my blog. so sorry cause i dont have enough time 😓

so, now I was studying at KUPTM KL at Cheras Kuala Lumpur. I took diploma in Corporate Communications. Hmmm... its been 7 weeks I learn here. How was it???

Not that bad and not that worst. Still missing my old friends 😕 #xialwaysinheart

Hows about my section mate??? They are very pretty, gorgeous, and etc. They are kind for sure and I m so lucky be part of the class.  *I will share with you guys on the next entry.lol

Hows about housemates? They are also kind. Coming from diff state and Alhamdulillah, my roommate is also from MRSM Parit Perak. I couldnt desc hows thankful I am. *will share about them on my next entry...

Basically, i had learn much things at here. What my teachers had told me before was totally true. OMG, I miss them so bad 😥 I Wish could turn back time to the good old days...

GTG, got something to be done babe 💓

love......💘
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                                                           getting thin I thought 😝 LOL

UJIAN

Assalamualaikum sistur brother sekalian...
hari ni saya nak cerita sikit pasal ujian...

semua orang diberikan ujian yang berbeza beza mengikut kemampuan masing2
Allah tak kan uji seseorang kalau Allah tahu dia x mampu...
Ada orang rumah besar, kereta mewah. Itupun ujian. Allah nak uji dia sama ada dia sombong bongkak riak atau takbur.
Ada orang jugak duit berkepuk tapi Allah kasik ujian sakit. Allahu...
Ada orang parents kaya tapi selalu bergaduh.. x happy.
Ada orang tak banyak duit tapi Alhamdulillah dia bahagia.
Kaya ke miskin ke sihat ke sakit ke smua itu UJIAN. Bergantung kepada kita macam mana nak terima benda tu.
See??? semua orang diberi ujian berbeza.
kita sebagai hamba perlu sentiasa bersyukur dan meminta kepadanya agar diberikan sedikit kekuatan untuk menghadapi ujian :)

wasalam

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