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Take only memories, leave only footprints

Peace be upon you.

It has been a long time since I updated my blog. I was busy. I wanted to say “busy doing unproductive thing” like I used to but no. There were so many things happened to me, crossed so many things on my bucket list, traveled to so many places and I met new people along the way and it is not even the end of the year yet. Alhamdu’lillah.

I feel so blessed. This semester, I went so many new places, cities and get to meet new people compared to the past 2 semesters. Can you believe that?

I made some new friends from University Malaysia Kelatan and they are awesome. Furthermore, in just 3 months I had the opportunity to go to Terengganu, Pahang, Kuala Lumpur and Selangor! I still haven’t go to Kedah and Penang but let’s save the best for last. (Mau beli baju kurung Kedah dulu pastu selfie selfie tengah sawah padi.) However, the bad news is 2 days and sometimes 3 is never enough for each states. I want more time so I can go sightseeing and it would be wonderful if I went there for the sake of traveling and not for a test or anything. But oh well, wherever you go, go with all your heart and of course, there’s a good news. The good news is I have another 9 more states and 1 federal territory to go before I can cross my bucket list No. 27. Hewhew.

And then, Baamm! Bucket list NO. 28 – Be a member of Silat Cekak with a certificate (I don’t know what is Ahli Tamat in English. LOL)

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Front row: Saiful, Kak Syafiqah, Kak Qilah, Kak Simah, Kak Mida. 2nd row from left: Harith, Bidi, Shah, Abu, Yaya, Me, Kak Aisha, Azreena, Fiina, Kak Lin.

Not yet but almost.

19 November 2015, Night (or is it early morning)

I was thrilled, excited, fired up, tense, anxious, worried, restless and all of them at once. I said I was okay and I’m feeling fine when people asked if I was nervous for the Silat Cekak test. I lied. Well, technically, I was not nervous. Maybe I was high but I can guarantee you that I was not okay. I was not fine at all.

I was crying. For god sake, I’m such a cry baby. Please, someone help slap the hell out of me when I start to cry again. I was crying in the bus, it was dark and I was sitting alone and everyone was fast asleep so maybe that’s why I was feeling a little bit emotional. Damn it, Syerroro, you are such a drama queen.

I cried because I just couldn’t believe that I did it. It was hard. It was so hard and challenging for me. I thought of giving up so many times but I still continued. I didn’t give up when the rest left. I was so proud of myself. 

I’m 86 lbs and 5’1 and I suck but why not? I mean, WHY THE FUCKING NOT?

See, I’m getting emotional again. It was not something to be proud of but to me this is huge. I’m not this kind of girl who punches and kicks people and get slap, punches, pushes, reverse kick, all type of kicks without any reasons. I’m weak. Physically and emotionally. 

The training before the big test was harsh. 4 days straight every week. Bruises, blood, black and blue mark here and there but all is good. All is well. I survive and if I could do it all over again, I would. (Yekee ni?) Okay, maybe not but I miss training with just the 15 of us. It would be never be the same again and it’s true that you never miss what you had, ’till it’s gone and sometimes you will never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory.

Thank you. Thank you for the tears, laughs and smiles.

20 November 2015, around 10:20 PM

If you suck at it, you might just as well enjoy it.

Before the test;

I was jumpy. I just couldn’t wait for them to call my name. “Let’s just get over it fast!” I want all of it to end quickly. My heart beat went dupdapdupdap like seriously dupdapdupdap. My heart was thumping fast. I was eager and impatient because all of this stress I had for almost 1 month of training was going to be over soon.

During;

“Syerr, do it faster.” “Syerr, punch harder.” “Syerr, you can do it but do it faster.” “Syerr, faster. Faster.” And that was the only thing I could remember and I showed him my “Tolonglah terima saya seadanya/Please accept me the way I am” kind of look. The head judge kept calling my name over and over again and I never despise my name but I felt like changing my name after the test.

After;

Hell, I was happy and shaking. I walk quickly to find my other teammates and I was so glad when I saw their faces, the faces that know. I called their name with my high pitched voice, smile from ear to ear like I just saw them for the first time after a very long separation. Again, drama queen. But that’s just how glad I am. I felt lost and so relieved when I heard people calling my name and then I saw them sitting together waiting the rest of us to finish. They are just.. love. Thank you.

I tried, I did my best and sometimes, that is enough but it’s still not over. I still have my theory test this 2nd of December at 9PM. LOL.

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Ahli Silat Cekak Cawangan Kelantan at Persatuan Seni Silat Cekak Malaysia, Kelas Latihan Shah Alam

Wish me luck and fare thee well.

The Curse of 20 Something

Nah, It was not a big transformation like Caitlyn Jenner or Laverne Cox or anything but it kind of a huge thing for me.

Dun dun dun.

Finally, I’m wearing braces! Not that shocking, eh? Well, okay then. But hey! I had been wanting to wear braces since I was in secondary school.

And currently studying in local university, 20 years old with pimples here and there, big, round spectacles and BRACES! Yeay!

The curse of 20 something.

I started wearing them on 19th of May and I chose pink and blue for my braces. Yeay! I just couldn’t stop admiring the color combination. Lol.

I only wear braces on my upper teeth and I’m going to wear them on my lower teeth on 22nd of June.

At first, I was very scared because they will remove at least 4 of my teeth and then, I started imaginging my face wearing braces with this crooked teeth of mine, oh my oh my, from ugly to hideous real quick, aren’t we?

I’m not really worried about the pain, I just don’t want to be toothless. Haha.

Good news was that the doctor said she will going to remove only 2 of my upper teeth and no removal for my lower teeth. Thank goodness!

But I guess wearing braces was not that bad after all. Well, yes, the wire does look like a roller coster trails since it was going up and down and then up again but I can live with that because that was the reason why I want to wear braces: to correct my crooked teeth and then slowly, they will move and ta-da, beautiful and perfect teeth. I cant wait for that to happen. Maybe 1 year from now? 2 years? In shaa Allah.

I guess people with braces or want to get braces will understand me. I’m very insecure with my teeth. I never smile with my teeth showing because I’m very embarassed with my severe crowding and overbite teeth. The doctor said that the size of my teeth are just too big for my small mouth and gums and that was why they were not aligned or in positions they were supposed to be.

Some people even jokes about my teeth by calling me mean names and all and I do remember coming home crying. Haha. 

Thanks for reading and fare thee well 😊

VOLUNTEERING: Checked

I made a bucket list once and actually post it here. However, I deleted it afterward because I don’t even think I can full fill any of them or in near future. Alhamdulillah, I managed to cross one of them just before the end of 2014 and it was volunteering.

I have always wanted to volunteer especially to animal shelter but I haven’t get the chance yet maybe because I was still a high schooler back then. Now, I’m a university student and I will not waste my chances 😀

Old Folks Home Sri Kenangan, Pengkalan Chepa, Kelantan. (Sorry for the bad quality.)

Old Folks Home Sri Kenangan, Pengkalan Chepa, Kelantan. (Sorry for the bad quality.)

The first time I went volunteering was to old folks home called Sri Kenangan at Pengkalan Chepa, Kelantan and it was such a beautiful memories. I met Pakcik Ali and he was so friendly and have a really good humor. He reminds me of my own grandfather. It’s kind of sad to know he is currently living in old folks home instead of living with his children and grandchildren because he would make an awesome grandfather! It was 2 months ago and I hope Pakcik Ali and everyone is in the pink of health. I miss you guys already! Not to forget, Makcik (I forgot her name), thank you for teaching me how to cut vegetables. It’s been awhile since I enter the kitchen. Haha. Everyone was playing games and doing fun activities but you insisted to stay in the kitchen because it was your shift, you said. It was fun talking (although I don’t even understand half the things you said) and spending time with you in the kitchen even though I’m not much of a help to you. I tried my best. Haha.

Pakcik Ali

If there are 100 of people, we will know all hundreds but not all of them are our friends. -Pakcik Ali.

On 25th December, I went to SK Lundang at Kg. Lundang, Kelantan with another 23 University Science Malaysia’s students to help 78 families (339++ people) affected by flood and currently staying there temporally. Our jobs were to clean the school and cook lunch and dinner for them. It was a tough job to prepare and cook for 300+ people. We started cooking around 7.30 am until 12.30 pm if I’m not mistaken. It was heartbreaking to see them waiting for us to finish cooking the food since all of them didn’t eat since the night before. We only cook eggs, sardine and rices for lunch and it was not delicious! I didn’t finished eating even though I was freaking hungry since I woke too early and didn’t have any food for breakfast. Hah.

The food we cook was just bleghh and I’m really sorry from the bottom of my heart to the flood victims in SK Lundang 😦

Their dinner were cook by other people and heard that he owns a restaurant. Thank god! We only help with the preparation of food.

This photo was taken by me at Kg. Lundang.

This photo was taken by me at Kg. Lundang.

It was a great experience for me to actually see the situation myself when other people only heard about the flood in Kelantan from TV. I’m glad I joined and can help them.

I even made friends with the 4th year seniors. They were really nice and one of them are from Sabah and he was hilarious! Haha. I should join this kind of activities more. It makes me feel less like socially awkward turtle.

Sekretariat Sukarelawan USM

Sekretariat Sukarelawan USM.

The floods situation in Kelantan was really critical, the number of flood victims rises and even our prime minister describe the situation in Kelantan as a disaster.

This photo was taken at Manek Urai, Kelantan.

This photo was taken at Manek Urai, Kelantan. They said the situation in Manek Urai after the flood was just like the effect after tsunami in Acheh, Indonesia. (Click picture for more photos)

Our examination was postponed for a week because a lot of our students were trapped outside and inside Kelantan due to the flood and landslide. Some of the roads closed for 2 months. It is a disaster! Our university become food storage and others stuff essential for flood victims. A lot of works in need for volunteers such as unloading goods from trucks, packaging food and clothes and distributing all the things to the victims. Everyday, there would be helicopter come and go bringing victims to our university since our university’s hospital, Hospital University Science Malaysia was the only hospital which is not affected by flood in Kelantan.

1 Plastic, 1 Family.

1 Plastic, 1 Family.

Alhamdulillah, I tried to help with everything that I can do such as helping with the packaging of food (1 plastic, 1 family) and clothes (1 box, 1 family) and I even become one of the admin for the Operasi Banjir Kelantan – USMKK. Everything was a new experiences for me and I learn a lot from this tragedy but gahh, I just can’t help but feeling down 😦

I miss home. I miss Sabah. I already bought a flight ticket on 10th January and was really excited just thinking about spending my time with my family but unfortunately, I’m still not finish with the exam on 10th since it was postponed. So, I have another flight ticket on 17th January and  I hope my exam end before that date. I just can’t wait to go home. I just can’t waste anymore money. The tickets was just damn expensive 😦

Fare thee well and wish me luck, silent readers. Pray for Malaysia. 2014 was such a bad year for us, Malaysian. MH370, MH17 and major flooding in East Coast Malaysia.

UPDATE #1: Yeap, need to buy another flight ticket. The 3rd ticket. *sigh

UPDATE #2: The hell?! The exam scheduled change again. There’s no need to buy another ticket. Haha. Alhamdulillah. Hope the scheduled doesn’t change again.

Declaimer: All photos does not belong to me unless stated. Credits to all owners.