Do or Die.

Assignments just keep on coming don’t they? One after another will come invading one’s free of work territory. Tired I am but to be able to get good grades and fly off to some other country’s university; am determined! So yeah either I do it or leave it to dust, untouched and fail myself unreservedly. Just like my status at Facebook. I have a new goal. (:

“Amalina Abdul Wahab New goal, graduate with a cool degree in mass communication at a foreign university, example in UK and go to Germany to work for TOKIO HOTEL as
their publicist! Wooh! :D”

Days passed by so quickly it’s like the duration of doing the assignment is such a shortage of time. One minute I’m out with my friends and the next minute I’m thinking about the assignment given. Got to keep myself stress free! But that’s hard when I have to admit I’m quite a perfectionist when it comes to my work.

Noted, College is a vast difference from High School no doubt. Gaaaaah. Mummy I’m tired. Plus, mid-term is coming up too! Uh-oh haven’t really told them old folks just yet. Maybe later, or the day before the exam. I have to raya happily first then only I shall start studying miserably! Haha currently I am sitting right before my Dell pink laptop with my fingers dancing on it’s keyboard creating these words to actually finish my weekly entry for this assignment. One has been done which is sitting under these paragraphs quietly. Well that’s about it, can’t say much anymore about college. The list will go on and on till you get yourself thinking. “When is this girl going to stop obsessing about college, get a life.” haha

One, two, three it’s a film strip.

Dear Diary. College is where the upbringing of an attitude develops. To be a body that could fit in with any kind of cliques in order to have souls that syncs with yours. Doesn’t matter what interest you’re at as long as you are cool enough to be a friend. Basically my life in college is such a roller coaster ride. There’s an adrenaline rush, anxiety impaling me and butterflies dancing in my guts. The humans surrounding me were like aliens to me at the first few hours of stepping on the ground of Taylor’s University College. Granted, there is where I further my studies in mass communication. A lot of sayings were advising me to take foundation but confusion is all there in me as I chose diploma over. Mostly, I would be a people pleaser. Do as they say right? But somehow I can’t seem to define what interest I am at. There was interior design which I am interested to most but it’s just a layer of an icing on a cupcake, I get to lick the sweetness out of it but I could not taste the vanilla cake as I did not choose to eat it. Same goes for me not choosing interior design and instead I chose mass communication. Can I say FML? haha Yeah lonely and in a world of confusion I was till I met these beautiful souls whom I call them my college mates. Love, love, love. (: (if you are not in these photographs means you ain’t cool. Seriously, I’m not joking. I am a stereotype. Muahaha chill tigers, I still love ya. I’m just kidding. ;D)