I decided to help my friend's aunt's (Cikawe) flower stall today. The concept of the stall is that the customers can choose any type of flower and give it to Cikawe, and she will wrap it up as a bouquet for them. She opens the stall on any occasion, even for weddings. But today she decided to open it at Batu Layar Beach in Desaru, Johor.

In this very day, I learned that love still exists in today's society. There is this guy next stall that doesn't really have a lot of sales; he bought a bouquet from me. He looked hesitant, but he bought the flower bouquet that was worth RM 30 even though there's still a small bouquet that was worth RM 10-15 at that time. When asked, he said he wanted to give it to his mom. I was so stunted and still think about it until this late at night.

Love is what humanity lives for.

"Getting Older"-Billie Eilish

It's time to go back to jail.

This is my actually my second time taking a bus as transport by myself. The first time was few days ago when I want to get back from TBS to my hometown, Johor.

I tell you, the first time always the scariest. I still remember I was yelled by the bus conductor because I sat at the wrong seat. I was literally shaken up by the embarrassment as I got up from the seat and sat on my actual seat. I was trying not to cry.

But today I double-checked my seat and ticket every single time when I'm at the bus station. Well, Larkin bus terminal is very different from KL terminal bus (TBS). But I still managed to be a big girl and ask around when I need help.

For me, yes growing up and changes are scary. But this is for your own good and your character development.

Because there is this guy I barely know who told me, "If you are a flower, you would definitely be a sunflower." I asked him why, but he didn't bother to answer. So I asked ChatGPT what type of flower I am, and it said the same thing. But it kept me wondering, Do flowers represent mood and energy? Would flowers give depressing energy too? What type of flower would you be?

I was having a breakdown today until a message popped up saying that my father was on his way to the hostel. He had a job matter in Kuala Lumpur, and he told me that he wanted to come and see me. It was raining tonight, and he rode his bike. He willingly rode through heavy rain just to visit me. The thought of it makes me cry more. He is so precious; he would do anything for me financially, physically, and mentally. He is the only man in my life that I would treasure forever. I love him.

He took me dinner, bought groceries, bought needed things, and fixed my phone because I told him a month ago my phone fell into a puddle as I walked to campus.

It was a rainy day and cold. Cats are looking for shelter and food. Everyone gave the cats foods and affections, but not for this little one. I could see this cat is slightly traumatized with people when I approach her. She flinched hard and ran away when I tried to pet her. I took the cat's food and gave it to her, and that's where she trusted me when she sniffed my hand. Slowly she takes a step to sit on my lap and eventually falls asleep there.

I think every creature deserves to feel loved except those who are mean to one another.

I usually hate doing my laundry, especially when the laundromat is at the boy's block, until my friends ask me to accompany them to the laundromat at the A1 block at night. We literally look like we are thieves as we snuck around at night as the hostel's quiet hour is at 11 p.m. We laughed around quietly and walked around like we were drunk.

For me, everything is fun when you are doing it with your loved ones.

Today my dad took my mom from Johor to visit me here. They took me dinner. We had shell-out together. How I miss gathering like this. I would say this is becoming a tradition when one of my family members is getting paid. But tonight, my sisters aren't here. It felt like I'm the only child here. My parents spoil me much.

An orange cat climbed up my mom's lap and sat on it. It was rare, knowing my mom wasn't a fan of street cats.

Me and my friends went to Bangi Getaway just to release the tension from our study. We did nothing much, but we went to Watson to buy some skincare, shampoo, and shower cream. But of course we couldn't resist the make-up section. We lost track of time trying the lipsticks to see if they matched our skin tone.

You know it's funny to be a girl. How girls can think the same thing. You are free to feel emotional around girls, be each other's supporter, and most importantly, feel loved.

There is this guy. went into this girl's dorm with the girl's consent and witnessed by 3 girls from my block. And it results in us having a rollcall. The guy is literally still in the block when we are in the lobby downstairs. Rumor said the guy was hiding in the locker and almost passed out in it. We literally went a sleepless night just because of him. I still have some tasks to do, and today I have an early morning class! I'm so tired, all thanks to that guy and the girl who let him in. Ugh, if I knew who that guy was, I'd punch him in the face until I broke his teeth.

Well, it's become a routine for me and my roommate, Jiha, to go to 7e at night when there is our friend's shift, and we will go back to the hostel before 10.55 p.m.

And tonight, the rain just stopped, and the road was kind of slippery. When we wanted to go back to the hostel, I slipped and fell into a puddle. There are 2 guys behind me, and they were like, "Ya Allah, girl, are you okay?" and they were panicking and started to give out his hand to offer to help. My roommate didn't notice I fell at first as she walked too fast, but she turned around and helped me. It was so embarrassing, I couldn't even look into the guys' faces. And we walked like nothing had happened. As soon as we reached our room, we laughed like crazy.

You know songs contains nostalgic memories for me. Especially pop music as we always listen in our golden years. When we heard it once again, the good memory would eventually came back to our mind, smiling thinking about it. It makes me realize, that I was never ready to change but time changes anyway as we getting older. Ready or not, we will always change for the better or for the worst.

I would say "well it depends on your money right now, if you buy this, would you still have money to survive to this month?". I'm actually scared to decide something for someone. What if they took my advice and they suffered because of me? But isn't it their choice whether to take my advice or not? Why would they ask for my opinion in the first place? Why am I the one who's gonna think about their action? I don't want to take the blame.

Jiha rented a car, and we took Haziq, my friend from 7E, to just drive around and fool around. I don't know where, and when this idea came out, Jiha took us to Port Dickson just because she was bored. It was 1 a.m. when the idea came out. We literally didn't sleep that night and were just sitting around the beach, eating junk food. We went back to Bangi at 5 a.m. in the morning.

...this is the least crazy idea of hers...

I'm so tired from the Port Dickson trip that I didn't do anything except sleep. I just woke up to go to 7E and eat Buldak Ramen with Slurpee as my lunch. When I got back to the hostel, I opened my laptop and started doing my assignment.

I have never really had a real break since 26/9, as I was so busy doing MARA documents.

This is actually a funny story where Aisyah or known well as Sepoh told me a story of a horse that she use to ride. And I suddenly remember a Japanese game based on this girl fell in love with horse with a human face on it. This is so unhinged that we only put it as a profile picture for a day. And some of my insta mutual actually fell for it. They thought that the Sepoh is a guy.

This is my bedsheet that got burned from a hot iron. I put the iron on the bed because I want to iron on the bed. While waiting for the iron to heat, I opened Instagram to watch my mutual's story. There is this Instagram story that got me laughing, then I smell something burning. Next thing I know, my bedsheet is burned, and I have to pick it up using a scissors. Ugh. Luckily, this bedsheet is not expensive.

It's mentor-mentee meeting and we decided to do birthday celebration for the ones that was born from August to December. We planned this celebration ever since a month ago. And all praises to Allah, we got to do this occasion with success. We are so happy enjoying the food that everyone paid for.

It's always me, Jiha, Haziq and no one else. Until tonight, Haziq brought his schoolmate and introduce him to us. From the moment he talk, we already clicked. He's so fun to interact with and he is a funny guy. Everything that comes out from his mouth is stupidly funny. So we decided to take him together to Bangi Wonderland tomorrow. Ugh, I just knew I'm gonna be double tired because of him.

Me, Jiha, Haziq, and Pidut went to Bangi Wonderland today. Finally, after busy and stressful days. We went there from the hostel early since 10 a.m. and eventually reached the destination at 11 p.m. We are not even riding any slides yet; we are already laughing our guts off because of Pidut. We literally just tired from laughing and chasing each other. I lost my voice after that because of lots of yelling and laughing. I just kind of hope we would have enough time because we literally rushed to go to the other destination in order to do the MARA documents.

I caught fever just after I went to Bangi Wonderland. But life must go on, we went to Johor Bahru with Haziq to prepare the MARA documents. I wasted the time by sleeping all the way of the trip. We went to Jiha's school first to settle some things and straight to her friend's house to take him to go to the beach. I was sick all the way but I was getting better because Haziq bought me paracetamol and cough medicine.