Change

Change. Change can be a very good thing or all the way round. For some people, change is a scary thing. I used to think that way too. But now I say change is a good thing because I've seen a good change in someone with my own eyes.

___________________________________________________________________________

There was this guy, who was(still do) the sweetest thang in the world, captured a girl's heart with his sweetness and kind words once upon a time. They fell in love and thought they are inseparable. At least she thought it that way. Everything was perfect, everyone loved seeing them together until one day, things fell apart. The guy went to college to further his study and since then they always fought, cried and yell at each other almost everyday. Sometimes, they can't even remember why the hell they were fighting. After a few bunch of heartaches and heartbreaks, and a few episodes of drama, guess what? The guy who broke her heart is now the one who glues them back together, trying to make her the happiest girl in the world. And he made it, the girl, too, does feel like she is the happiest girl in the world. The guy who used to be blind, not seeing the girl's love and sacrifices before, now begin to appreciate all the littlest things that the girl does. The guy now is the one who sacrifices everything for this girl. He completely changed from a sweet guy, to an asshole, to such a responsible gentleman.

THE END!

Haha! I know this is not a very good story as I skipped a lot, but let's just pray that the last change would be the last and the banana won't fruits two times... Whuttt? 

___________________________________________________________________________

Another change that I'm experiencing is, the environment at my home. Well, as you all may know, my sister, Naura is now studying at Uniten. We were so close and almost inseparable. All this while, I always knew who I should turn to when I have a problem. I would open the door to our room, I'm pretty sure she will be on our bed, eating something. So I would climb our bed and then tell her everything. She will solve my problem instantly. Now I have to grab my phone, click bbm application, search her name, TYPE my problem, wait for her reply and cry alone. I don't like this at all. But like people say, life goes on! I'm sure I will get used to this new-awkward-environment! I'm a big girl now, I should learn to take care of myself and solve my own problem. I know I can survive alone. 

Summary for the past three weeks

Hello beautiful earthlings! :) It has been a long time since the last time I updated my blog. Yes, I've been busy like a bee. Flying here and there to make sure I do well in this Mid-Year Examination. Well long story short, I was quite lucky this month. Everything that I read and memorized came out on almost every paper. I thank Allah for that. But not today. For Biology Paper 3, rumor said that it's either experiment about speed of movement and rate of transpiration of a leafy plant, and different quantities of water intake on urine output. So I innocently went memorized the urine one, not knowing that it was the other one that I was supposed to plan on an experiment. So there goes my Biology paper. :(

Hey don't get me wrong, I am not being proud.  Like for Chemistry, I don't think I do well because I didn't learn Electrolysis, Acid and Base and Salts chapters yet. But I will SOMEDAY! :p same goes to other subjects, there are still a few chapters that I need to master. Well buckle up, people! Cause I'm on my way to the top. XD hehe do pray for me that I won't fall and die or something. :O

Last week, 19th of May, I went to Bangi to send my beloved sister to Uniten. Poor her because she was sick the first day she stepped her feet there. Since I was born, I am the one who take a good care of her when she sicks. It's not that she doesn't do the same thing, but she is not good at things like this. Too bad I can't stay there. Believe me, I'd stay there, take care of her and make sure she's okay if I could.
P/S: I take care the whole family when they sick too.

The best thing about having a blog is that you can write about the love of your life. But in my situation, it's a whole lot different story. For some reasons, I can't write things about him. One thing for sure is that everything is so perfect that I can't let myself accept the fact. This is too damn good to be true. Sucks to be me aite?