Bismillah.
Mood: I'm confused. Yeah, I truly am.
Status: Lots and lots of things going on nowadays which weakened me to death *being dramatic. I feel so weak. Dear Lord, I'm sorry and ashamed for my misbehavior.
I went to arabic class. As for you to know I am a member of Arabian fellowship now. So, I entered the 'beginner class' and I felt no ashamed to admit that I have to recall all the basics again. The last time I learnt arabic was when I was in form four in order to please myself with the mumtaz certificate. And I got it. But today, I felt like I have nothing in mind at all about it. Who to be blamed? It is I. I felt like if Ustazah Fatimah Noriah was acknowledged about my arabic, she would be so disappointed in me more than I felt to myself.
Ashamed on you girl!
Dear Blog *I am thinking to give my blog a name, And it is VP. Stands for Van Persie.
I really need to polish as well as sharpen my English. I am a terrible English learner. I do not even have the courage to use this language which I had already learned for almost thirteen years of my life. Why is that so huh? Is it because I am lacking of reading? Yes, I have to confessed, I am never a bookworm. I felt bad to myself for letting me into this messed. I should do something. And I must start now!
"It is never a dream-come-true if all you can do is dreaming. Do something to make your dream is real to life. Then only would there be a happily-ever-after ending."
~Author of VP~
So, Syifa, you know what I remind you of everyday. WAKE UP!
