Semester 5-Part I

Hi everyone! I’m back!!

Sorry for the lack of updates as i am super busy last month. Yeah, lab tests, finals and that psm (final year project) thing you know, okay lemme keep that aside. Since today all results are out, i can officially say that semester 5 is finally over. Yeayyy, happy me is happyyyyyy! Not because of particularly something, but because of i am free from those nervousness while waiting for the results to come out one by one like this. Oh, my last final paper was on 8th January, last Sunday morning. So, it is exactly one week passed already and here, tadaaaaa all the results are surprisingly out too. Okay actually not so surprise lah cause we already know how good and efficient UTeM is, when it comes to FINAL results. And i am taking this opportunity to congratulate everyone of us for finishing this thrilling semester. YOU GUYS ARE AWESOME!

Let me summarize this by updating you guys the major highlights of this semester which are:


This semester is my fifth semester out of eight semesters of engineering school. Leaving this semester out, it actually only 2 semesters left for my coursemates and I learning together before we will be apart in semester 8 for different practical places. Hmmm..only thinking about this but i am all teary. Tskk tskkk tskkk. Okay, moving on, as for this semester i have 6 subjects in total, and have 9 lecturers! All lecturers for this semester are all kind and helpful that i am loving this semester so muchhhh. Basically this semester is soo good and smooth cause they made it easy for us. A BIG THANK YOU SIR&MADAM. I’m gonna share with you guys some acts and things that make me feeling all blessed going through this semester.

There is one foreign lecturer from Jordan, we called him Sir Jamil. He has that kind look to him and strict vibes from him too. For the very first class, he introduced himself and unexpectedly asked us to do the same. Living years of university life, usually there’s no introduction session between students and lecturers and ofc it feels different for this class. It makes me looking forward to this subject even more because i have that good feelings. Oh, call me childish or anything, honestly i am that kind of student that usually perform better if i like the lecturers’ vibes. Oh, during introduction talk, he asked us to tell our full name, state, and this one too; vision. Everyone is like crazy, finding their own life vision in given few minutes. Ask yourself, have you ever have one? What’s your vision? :’) *smile*. Even his first class such as wake up call for us. Throughout the semester, there are lot of assignments, presentations, reports and all, and i usually contact him through whatsapp and email if i didn’t have opportunity to meet him during office hour. What surprised me is that, sir will reply us, even a simple thank you. He did reply our ws, email  and all even after days and well-explained himself if he giving a late reply. MashaALLAH, sir is so down-to-earth man on this planet. This is so inspiring! Okay, so after exam passed and i already settle down with my unstable feelings during EXAM, i emailed sir, representing my coursemates, expressing our sincerest gratitude to him for teaching and helping us a lot thru this semester. I DON’T EXPECT ANY REPLY CAUSE IT WAS ONLY AN EMAIL. Few days and nahhh i get an inbox from Dr. Jamil. Only that time i did realised MASHAALLAH girl, a semester has ended, you only know your lecturer has that title DOCTOR now?!?!. Okay come on, i, i mean oh no, we all call him Sir Jamil okay. No one called him DR that i had no idea about it. Usually students will call something like, SIR XX, PROF XX, DR XX, so it has no issues to not know anything like this cause it never happens. MASHALLAH. All I get is sir Jamil is real humble man. Opps, before i forget, here is Dr’s email reply :


THIS. Made my day.

There is another one lecturer, MADAM SALEHA. She is like our own mom. Always remind us not to be lazy when we get sooo lazyyyy, and never tired telling us on how important manner really is. Oh, she had taught us about 1 year ( whyyy does it feels like only yesterdayy sobss) both semester 4&5 for Control System subject (this is the hardest subject evahh CRIES). This semester obviously, i get all sensitive, all emotional if madam talked something like parents, Allah, her soft feeling, her mom’s instinct and all, made us feeling loved. I had always talk to my roommate, Sya, how much my heart is sinking everytime madam did something like that, telling that she always comfort my homesick heart. Sya felt the same too. Woaaa, i bet everyone’s feeling the same right. The most lovely part about madam is that she has that caring nature in herself. She taught us like she taught her own kids. I JUST CAN FEEL THAT AND RELATE THAT. Okay last one, these :

and her fav words. SOLAT AWAL WAKTU 🙂

and again, to unmentioned lecturers, a million thanks and highest gratitude we sent to all of you 🙂

I think my blogpost this time is sooo panjanngg. eh? Eleh, actually i felt so sleppyyy cause i just ate a bowl of bihun sup. Hahahaha okayy. Actually there is a lot more i wanna blog about. Okay lah, i will update my second blogpost on this topic soonnnnn hihihi.

GN all:)

Sleepy me,



Jubah Hitam Ungu



Assalammualaikum and hi everyone!

It is quite long break post right? Hmmm, i actually do have lot of stories to share, fom my third year degree life, a recommendation and review on a well-written book, and ofc my personal life need to be blog too, (so tak malu) but yeah you know, i’m not a multi -tasker person, thus blogging won’t help me much on reducing my degree stress, so here i go postponing every story AHAHHA. Forgive me everyone! (where is your promising attittude fixing on last post Anis? *facepalm)


here you go ANIS!


(of course DISNEY Princess’s facepalm is worthy to put LOLOL)

Okay, okay, enough with me being me, excusing here and there, this and that, so lets start our story!!!~~

This morning, Monday (i am totally fine with Monday, i mean no Monday Blues here hahaha), i have my usual routine, doing Power lab session at 8.30 am. Some of my classmates even ask why on earth do we have classes/lab today while others (most of UTeM students) are sleeping peacefully with cold weather (it is rainy morning!) and here us doing lab. I just go ‘aaahhh okay la tak payah ganti nanti’ totally dalam hati je okay hahaha. Oh, today is UTeM Convocation Day. Being the biggest day for all graduates, students, and even lecturers, everyone is busy celebrating them and what i mean here, you see word LECTURERS there?!!, yess, they totally involved! What us students expect are, ofc we are being such as understandable student will be much more understanding if there is no class. LOLOLOL. But, HERE WE GO, CLASS FROM 8.30am till 5.00pm. (HAHAHA no need to exaggerate we all have 3 hours break in between. Okay. HIHIHIIIII)

Then, after done lab session this morning, Sya and I decide to just go back and do our assignments at home. (But, here i’m blogging in the room HIHIHI) . Before we go back, we go to the FTK lobby to refill the water because refill water there is totallyyyy FREE!!

Entering the lobby and i remember that ‘oooohhh, hari ni konvo la patut la ada a few students berjubah konvo dekat lobby’.

And my i caught something there. There is family with a son (UTeM graduate) sitting there near the refill water machines. The parents and a grandmother are looking so proud with their son/grandchild wearing JUBAH HITAM UNGU that suits him perfectly. It is not a handsome face, good figures that make it looks perfectly perfect, but, the looks on the eye of the son is. I look at him wearing the gown carefully as precious as it is, looking deeply at every single faces there. He looks happy but don’t know why the emotion there is a bit teary. I get emotional suddenly and i get weird of myself too, because usually i don’t care my surrounding much and just do my own things. But, suddenly the son asks her father to stand for a while to checking his gown i guess, but the guess is all wrong. He unbutton his JUBAH KONVO and instead give his father to wear it.


I just take a glance on their faces while walking away from them to the parking area, and all i see is their teary eyes.

I get all teary and so emotional. All emotions are mix tho. I just can’t describe precisely those gazes but if you guys at there, you all will feel me.

In my honest opinion, there are only few students nowadays that thinking on their parents when it is their convocation days. The first reason they pursue this degree that is their parents as the main reason aside ALLAH, are always being forgotten day by day. And all i see is only the love goals and all. To tell this bitter truth is unwelcome i know but this is only my personal opinion. To see and share those moments i see, are indeed charming and refreshing for me. It makes me wanna beat all those assignments, all those piling tasks and all those hard times. I wanna be the winner. I wanna win this race of me being greater version of myself in both skills and attitudes, and proudly give my parents too, my own JUBAH HITAM UNGU.

And yes, I will make it.

We will make it.

With Allah’s will.


To our own dream gown, please wait for us prettily.



                                                                                                                                        withlove, LALICE.

pretty ugly?

hi guys! first of all, sorry for not keeping up with the blog uwuuu… since i am more into particular person, it is time consuming for me to even post a blog topic hiuhiuuiu. i have a few drafts that not even finished yet, so i am working hard to blog about them all as soon as possible before i entering my third year college this September. (seriously, i am not mentally prepared and not that excited lolol..) okay, back to the topic. i personally don’t have any ideas to give a proper title for this blog post and end up with yeah pretty ugly? blog tittle. sorry if you guys think it is a bit cringe-worthy hahahah. to be honest, what a proper tittle should i put eh?

hahaha. put that awkward tittle aside, lemme share with you guys an interesting story i find today.

previously, i’m doing my normal day routine as i’m enjoying my precious holiday so much, mostly surfing this and that blog, facebooking (because i love to read IIUM confession muchy lololol..), twitter and insta a bit.

okay, lemme explain that this and that blog are including some korean blog sites that i usually read and follow up, other than local and asian bloggers. hahhaha. i know it is kind of weird but don’t take me wrong, they are blogs that i learn a lot and  i personally love their talk and discussion sessions hehehe.

so, when i am reading one of those korean blog sites, i click the teenstories section and i read them all because i’m freaking love their stories. but one of them, post title of something like giving tips on how to become a pretty i guess, (not really sure tho) become a hot post and i even read the comment section that is too long to read them all, so i just read the most upvotes one hihiii. and one of the commentators share real pretty words. it is from a child book author Roald Dahl. it is quite famous quote and it is really touches my heart :S so i think it will be a worth sharing for us 🙂

if a person has ugly thoughts, it begins to show on the face. and when that person has ugly thoughts every day, every week, every year, the face gets uglier and uglier until it gets so ugly you can hardly bear to look at it.

a person who has good thoughts cannot ever be ugly. you can have a wonky nose and crooked mouth and a double chin and stick-out teeth, but if you have a good thoughts they will shine out of your face like sunbeams and you will always look lovely.

                                                                                                                                         ROALD DAHL

that’s why i have always fond people who are always positives and yet so graceful speakers. and yet they are all pretty/handsome hohoho.


that’s all for today blog post. like finally, i did it. hahaha.

my grateful heart is thanking whoever reading this post .


Cleaning Slate



hi there! firstly, thanks for whoever keep on cherishing  me to update my so outdated blog. (instead of cherish, could i say  it is more to nagging? blergh blergh. luls. Angah i’m joking here teheee). yeah i know it takes me forever to update my second blog, yeah i know uhukk. but, well, this is my another second entry, so i give myself a big applause! uyeayy! okay, moving on to another mainstream part, today inspiring topic is cleaning slate~ like previous post, this entry story also from a video, i watched from my interesting facebook feeds ever. since it is really inspiring, i cannot stopping myself to replay the video everyday. so an idea pop out in my mind, why not i’m sharing this in my blog instead? some people might reading this entry, so should i give a try? and why not? so here is the video’s about;

the chalkboard written these as the topic, stood in the middle of New York City for one full day. there are few crowds taking pictures, talking to one another deeply into the topic and there are also few people, closing their eyes, and they themselves start to teary. it began with one person and followed up by another, they start to write their own biggest regret.

‘i was afraid of everything’
‘i’m regret all the time i wasted’
‘not getting my MBA’
‘never going after my dream’
‘it;s hard to keep in touch with everyone’
‘all the self-hatred i put on my body through’
‘i wanna do so many things, but it seemed i can never find the time’
‘never applying MED school’
‘staying in my comfort zone’
‘burning bridges’

as the board filled up with so many different stories, we noticed all of these regrets have something in common.

‘not trusting’
‘not getting included’
‘not being a better friend’
‘not challenging myself’
‘never speaking up’

not this and not that and the list goes on.

they were about chances not taken.
they were about words not spoken,
they were about dream never pursued.

but then, they got an eraser.
it’s time to erase all of these regret feelings and come out with, there is no one’s regret anymore.
it is the CLEAN SLATE. it means the responsibility.
everyday is a clean slate. do the things  you’ll regret not doing.

it’s never too late to make it happen. thus, make it happen!
this could be my ideal year.
this could be your ideal year.
this could be our ideal year!

Ali’s Story

it seems that the most welcomed semester break of degree students are going to end soon! hey give me another three months please! be it a year semester break, it is actually isn’t enough though haha luls. the topic about the next semester is everywhere, be it wechat, facebook, instagram and facebook, it’s all about new semester. actually, you miss your student life right? *luls,ifeelyou* for a second year student like me (*can i call myself a senior then? ehem, the sentence should be, a senior student like me right? *insertdivaface*), there’s for sure a lot of resolution we made for the beginning of the new semester. there’s status in one of my social media account, counting days of precious holiday left, it surely remind me to wake up, alarming me that, hey aness, you are no longer available for your sleeping zone :’)  and there’s also a positive vibes status such as goal of having a better cgpa next semester. aness-yaa you should have learn something from them! whatever it is, i hope God grant everyone of you and myself, the dreamers, blessing with a good health and strength to be able to achieve every single of our goal this sem. amin 🙂

oh, before i forget, hye junior welcome to degree’s life! congratulation on your next journey! you are one step closer to your dreams! trust me, degree life is totally different from previous lifestyle, but it totally a good stage. from my point of view, if you are majoring degree with your favourite subject, i think you’ll find degree such as an enjoyable path despite the tough road. but, if you are newbies in your coursework, ehemm, it is difficult just to say it but congratulation, you are brave enough buddies! *insertthesadohandemoji* first of all, trust yourself and try to hold on. you will find the reason why you are being there, and throughout the coursework you’ll find the charming in it. trust me, i have been there and now still survived :”) (*bighugs*) i cannot say that i made it yet bcause i’m only a year degree student. there of course, few years are waiting for me but still, surviving first year is proven that yes, you made it. you can actually do it! and even better at times! thus, congratulations again and there you go, all the best!

oh so here i want to share some of my inspiration for the next semester. should i call it my energy booster? whatever it is, here is the story. i named it, Ali’s story. here you go.

there is a guy named Ali. Ali is normal guy from Terengganu (*should i change it to Perlis instead? luls. i’m joking*) He’s now studying as an ACTP student in INTEC. His favourite subject is calculus. He loves calculus for many reasons. one of the reasons is because he likes his calculus’s lecturer, Puan Ruzela. (*i bet Puan Ruzela must be a lovely person, i want madam Ruzela too in my advanced calculus lect next sem :))*) But the main reason why he loves calculus so much is because calculus has change his life, forever. And this is a story how calculus has change Ali’s life. 
Before this, Ali is very bad in studying especially in calculus. he hated calculus because it lower his CGPA. Ali is not as smart as his other friends. He only got C for calculus. he had a low GPA of 2.80 for fall semester. it’s all because of calculus. So this semester he will study very hard to get a better grade for calculus 3.nothing else seems to matter him anymore. All that Ali can think about right now are calculus and his dream to fly to USA and.. one day, in calculus class, he learned something new. Something that had changed how he see his life, forever.. 
That day, Puan Ruzela (*omg your number one fangirl is here!:p) taught about LIMIT and INFINITY. She said that if infinity divided by a number it is still infinity, but if a number divivided by infinity you will get ZERO. Ali already learned that before in Calculus 1.

But suddenly, something came across his mind. Ali begins to sunk in into his own thought and begins to relate the facts with his life. The facts that infinity over any number and the answer is still infinity, referring , if we put bigger things on the top, and smaller things below we will still get the big thing. meaning that if we priotize the bigger and infinite purpose in our life, over the smaller and less significant purposes, we will get an infinite reward. as oppose, if we focus too much on the smaller purpose in our life, while forgetting the bigger and infinite purpose of life, we will get nothing..which is ZERO…! Ali begins to think about what he has been doing all this time. He thinks too much on getting a good grade so that he can fly to US. He forgets the fact that all those things are nothing compared to his ultimate purpose of life. Getting good grades or flying to US aren’t everything. He shouldn’t be studying for those small purposes. Because he know that everything that he do in his life must be, for the sake of ALLAH :”). This is his infinite purpose of life. The infinite purpose may be different for everyone. But for Ali he know the infinite purpose in his life is to meet his Creator.. because he believes that an infinite amount of reward are waiting for those who put Allah over anything else. 

Now that Ali has understand about his infinite purpose of life, everything has change.Everyday is a happy day. Even until today, Ali never worried about a single thing. He is not worried about his study anymore.He don’t wasting his time anymore thinking about whether he could fly or not. Because he believes that…


we are not in charge of the results.. We do everything for the sake of Allah not the sake of the results. When we internalize that, our life would become so much easier. :”)

so that’s the end of Ali’s Story. I hope you guys (includingmyself), learned something from this story and make some time to think for while about your infinite purpose in life :’) thank you for reading this entry.


*notes : Ali’s story is actually a video. i got it from my friends through whatsapp. it is not that i’m not aware that many people might have watched the video. sharing this story here, is the reminder for my own sake, that every time if there’s a moment i do feels give up from reaching my goals, i will just look up here and will tell myself then, aaa this one is healing, knowing the facts, our job is the efforts and His job is the result. the grades arent everything. somehow, it heals :’).*