sem 2 ?

Bismillah.

1st sem is over.and holidays are about to end. lemme tell u something, I'm very scared. there's so many things to deal next sem.too many responsibility. though i try not to think too much but it gets on my mind so often.

of course i got the picture of me being more hardworking and putting more effort to my study.but i'm afraid it won't be in reality.i thought using my time wisely over the period, asking the teachers constantly, bugging my friends with discussions.the fact is, it's gonna be a busy one for me .and one thing i just really hate, the time i spent on facebook and stuff.i realise i'm wasting my time , but i did it anyway.urgh.i hate that part of me. I've talked to ili about my problem,she's having the same problem u know.so, we promise to limit the use of fb next sem.so this holiday is the only chance pon klau nk bukak slalu.i really hope it works.coz i remember during the first sem, at nite, i did not fully use the time for studying purpose,much were spent to stalking people*not necessarily,just going through status-es.that makes me wonder, why i did so.

for a long time, i've tried to stop this ridiculous act of mine.i tried deactivating my account.but i opened it up again, and more time is used up to activate it again.ugh..!i know.i hate that too. :(

next, i couldnt help thinking about the new responsibity i might need to handle.joining the sc is least thing i would have want to do! seriously.but i feel obliged to do so if others refused.>.< how?

sigh. i've prepared for manifesto.but the truth is,i'm scared.this is not the typical me.i dont go talking to public,not much socially engaged to people .well, at least in ky.i missed my old days.

reading kak ain's blog comforts me a little.she was talking about getting to do something she think she cant handle.simple analogy.a boy was asked to become a secretary while the only weaknesses he had is his writings and language problem-which of course is essential in his form of job.but, yet Allah destined him to do the work, as a matter of fact trained him to his weakness point of all.hmm. i guess, it's something to take lessons.

Ya Allah, makes me stronger.

i can sense it getting tougher.

but when the going gets tougher, the tough gets going!

amin!

i felt like crying. x layak.why me.

i wanna talk to somebody about this, but i don't now how. that's why i'm talking to u dear bloggy ~