05
Oct

Tweet 1: Sometimes I feel like I don’t know who you are. Other times, I just couldn’t care less. Cause if I do, I might just end up hurting myself

Tweet 2: And I already did

Tweet 3: How can you hurt me so bad and still make me love you so much at the same time? Is love ever fair at all?

Tweet 4: My heart is breaking with every beat

Tweet 5: You can find cures for heart diseases, but nothing can cure a broken heart

Tweet 6: Who ever said that time will heal these wounds? They only make it worse

17
Aug

People have been complaining about my teaser. Hahaha. Forgive me if I have taken a little too much time to update. I have been pretty busy of course during my convocation and after because I had a convocation dinner with my two beloved families and a dateline and presentation of a website at work.

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Yes, I have started working about a week before my convocation. For obvious reasons, I’m not going to say where I’m working at. But I will say this, most of the people here especially in my department are very nice and friendly. So I am glad to be a part of the family. I am an in-house Multimedia Graphic Designer here. Though I would prefer to be working as a Copywriter, for now, I’ll take whatever I can get. Besides, work is close enough to Putrajaya; where I’m living now. So, who’s complaining? Except for the parking which is a tad too far away from my office building. If I miss the shuttle van, then I’ll have to walk say… about 300 meters? Morning brisk walk, anyone?

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Okay! Now that I’ve too much time in hand since everyone is out to Putrajaya including the bosses, I’m rambling again. I don’t want to talk about work and I absolutely know that you wouldn’t want to hear me ramble about my boring work life anyway. So here goes the story of my convocation which has been pre-written since last week. (Yes, yes, dah berhabuk. I know)

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5 years have passed since I first stepped foot into Multimedia University, Cyberjaya for the purpose of wanting to pursue my dream. On that very first day I was excited, scared, nervous, and happy; all emotions wrapped into one. But most importantly I was very enthusiastic because I’ve had a dream since I first saw a news about the first Multimedia graduates from Multimedia University back when I was 15 in 2001 and that dream is to become one of the multimedia graduates as well.

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Today, or to be exact, on the 10th of August 2009, that dream has finally came true. Alhamdulillah, I am now a multimedia graduate with a Bachelor of Multimedia in Media Innovation degree.

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Why 5 years you may ask? It is because that I went through a lot of obstacles just to get to that very moment of receiving the scroll from Tun Dr. Siti Hasmah. I think that there were more downs than up but that’s life. It’s never fair nor is it balanced. There were times where I was so sick to the point where I was not able to use my right hand at all when my right hand is the most important asset as I obviously do my work using my right hand. As a result to that, I had to take a medical leave.

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I have to admit that I’ve had my moments when I gave up completely and I could have sworn that I thought I would never have made it through graduation. But I am proud to say that that journey has taught me a lot and has made me stronger. Media Innovation of Faculty of Creative Multimedia of Multimedia University has shaped me to become who I am today.

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So I would like to take this opportunity to thank ALL of my lecturer that has taught me ever since my Foundation (Alpha) year until my very last day in Multimedia University. I would especially like to thank Che Mat; my Design Process lecturer from Beta year (whom I respect still to this very day), Ms Tasha; my Copywriting lecturer from Gamma year (who ’till this very day never stopped giving me support for me to pursue my dream of becoming a copywriter), Mr Fauzan; my advisor for a few years and who have given me a lot of advice throughout the years becoming my advisor, Mr Nazri; my Media Innovation Design lecturer who kept on pushing me (thank you, sir. Saya kahwin silalah datang, ye. Sir dah promise. Hehehe) and of course last but not least, Mr Zul and especially Mr K both my Design Project (FYP) lecturers who helped me a lot during my FYP the hardest part of M.I., the part where I have totally given up, the part where I lost hope, they have given me hope and helped me go through all of that by being so understanding.

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But of course my most important dedication goes to my beloved parents who were very understanding towards my passion for art. To Mama, even though you always say that I don’t love you, I know that deep in your heart you know that I love you so much and I always will. My triumph would not be possible without your endless love and support. My dearest baby, I know I have been such A PAIN IN THE ASS these past few years, but thank you for always being there for me, for going through all those painful years with me and for being able to bear with my stubbornness and my hotheadedness. Thank you for holding my hand and guiding me to this very day.

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And last but not least to my beloved friends for the on-going support even though you guys have made it first before me and to my therapist for always giving me the greatest advice to help me go through the rain.

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In other words, I love all of you because you have made me the person that I am today. And for without those journeys that I went through, I would’ve never made it to this very day.

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I believe that most of you will yawn reading halfway through my entry. I’m sorry that it had to be THIS long. So here goes the most anticipated part of the entry. Pictures, pictures, pictures!

*Credit goes to the photographers. Some of the pictures were also taken from Facebook. Muka saya bersepah-sepah dalam camera orang. Harap maklum. Hahaha.

Before the ceremony

Before we enter the hall

With my classmate

A picture with our dearest Chancellor, Tun Dr. Siti Hasmah

A picture with our Chancellor; Tun Dr. Siti Hasmah. As what my friend would say; Priceless!

All of us :)

All of us after we got out from the hall. FCM memang paling kecoh every year. Hahaha

At our faculty

The famous-must-have picture of graduation.

After we got out of the Chansellor Hall

After we got out of the hall.

Trying to make a statement; we're done!

JUMP!

With my hubby

The person who was happiest the most apart from Mama & Papa. He was smiling all the way throughout the day. Thank you for coming baby dearest. I love you always :)

My convocation dinner with my beloved families :)

A convocation dinner organised by arwah’s parents to celebrate both me and my parents. They’re such nice people.

Pressies!

The flowers, presents and cards! I even got a Pink Coach keychain~ woot2!

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Octopie a.k.a Takoyaki. A present from my hubby. Isn’t she the cutest!?

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Well folks, for more pictures and I do mean MORE, please log in to my Facebook Profile and feast on my pictures there.

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‘Till my next entry then (God knows when that will be)

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Oh and before I forget; CONGRATULATIONS TO ALL MULTIMEDIA UNIVERSITY GRADUATES; CLASS OF 2009!

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Toodloo~

20
Jul

How about changing the “W” with a “B”?

And why in the world can’t these “W”itches leave our boyfriends alone, right girlfriends?

Well, first of all, these “W”itches need to find their own boyfriends.

Second of all, while trying to find one, don’t target other people’s boyfriends will ya?

Third of all, if you do have boyfriends, go all mushy-mushy with him instead of OURS will ya!

And FINALLY, if you do know he has a girlfriend, STOP FLIRTING WITH HIM AND LEAVE HIM ALONE WILL YA!??

Geez.

Stupid “W”itches.

Ok. Bye.