i typed down 'bitterheartbookcase.blogspot' which lead me to a page which state BLOG NOT FOUND. i was a little confused, type it down again incase i misspelled it & even say it out loud 3 times. somehow the 'bitterheartbookcase' doesnt really sounds familiar to me. then it strikes me, "kan bitterheart tu lagu from zee avi!" HAHA so kental or what! how e hell can i forget my blog's link. see la! too much zee avi i guess.
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first week of sem 2 was not that bad. strangely i do have fun with all my kental frens. tutorials & assignment pilling up. lecturers already start briefing the group projects & nx week wil be the first presentation for this sem. CEPAT KAPE! & thankfully i got everything on schedule. phew! *wipe sweats on forehead* lets hope it stays like this for the whole of sem 2. we already start imagining our graduation which ofcourse stil a longgggg wayyyyyyy tooooo gooooooo. sungguh la kecoh! but seriously, im so looking forward to that. its gonna be pretty soon without us realising.
oh anyways, i join wellness programme for SW lesson. in other word is GYM! that was like my 4th choice siaaa. actually i wanna tryout tennis or yoga or dancesport. they have limited spaces & e day of enrollment was so chaos. every single students from other courses who took SW lesson RUN to the lecture theater. I MEAN RUN AS IN REALLY SPEED RUN! i, who suffered cramped calves e day before because of last min rugby match, also fasten my pace. it hurts so bad & i swear i really walk like a retard. all i could say was "plsssssss make tennis available plsssssss!" squeeze myself thru a whole bunch of smelly sweating students & even cut queue to get in the LT. they bring in 10 at a time & once i get to step in, they only left with all e super kental sports like street soccer, badminton, blabla. & to me, gym was like e least kental so yes i enrolled gym with much regrets. boohoo! :( i could have run as fast if my calves wouldnt hurt that much. sigh! i never favour gym & i dont do workout in gym. i prefer to stay outdoor.
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we were introduce to our gym instructor. somehow i picture e instructor to be a chinese guy with muscular bod with tight fitting shirt that wil burst out anytime. but then he was named MR SHAH. we didnt get to see his face yet but Ummi, my fren's reaction was "asal melayu?! ak taknak melayu! malu ahhh!" but mine was like "ok pe melayu, senang pe communicate" & i picture him again to be some old looking guy with just normal size bod, like PE teacher or something. THEN HE APPEAR & he look like e malay version of BOB HARPER, (biggest loser instructor) with much bigger arm muscle & much taller.
i was like "ooooooooo-K!" with glowing eyes looking at ummi. HAHAHA!
& she replied "ape ok?! pikir DIKAU eh nisa!"
haha 'dikau' is fahkrudin fyi. yes! we have lotsa names for eachother. for now is dikau! ok atleast there's something to encourage me to do better in my SW module. there's test & attachment for this module ok! which i dont understand why there's a need to.
apart from everything, i never stop missing fahkrudin. i remember it was difficult on me for last sem. always asking to comfort me every now & then because of e whole new environment, venting my anger on him, crankier altho its not my period week & all nonsense & unneccessary complaints. he never once asked me get over it. i repeatedly complaint to him of e same old thing & stil he listened. (confirm he said to himself "i have heard that for 24674569034 times now!) hahaha! I, myself is not perfect. i do give fahkrudin a very hard time. i count myself lucky to have fahkrudin, e man who stays by my side, catch me when i fall & help me up on my two feet. even if he did let me fall, he mend my wounds & hold me close. we have gone thru alot, a whole lot more to make us what we have become today as a couple. its never easy for us but we took baby steps to get to where we are now. & there's more to come. Thankyou dikauu, for everything ♥
