Rite. Write. Right.

This morning I woke up on the wrong side of the bed.

I heard the azan Subuh but I decided to roll around on my bed. Only half an hour later that I got up to pray. Astaghfirullah.

Then I went back to bed when I could have just grabbed my towel and go take a shower and get ready for work. It was already 6.45 am anyway. But nooo… I decided to go back to sleep, so not in the mood to begin a new day. Then at 7.20 am, my alarm rang, I switched it off. It rang again at 7.30 am, I switched it off again. It rang again at 7.40 am, I switched it off again! But this time, I recited ‘Auzubillahiminasyaitanirrajim and slowly got off my bed. Finally! Alhamdulillah.

Took my own sweet time to get ready for work. By 8.30 am, I still had not put on my tudung. Went down to have breakfast, lazily reading the newspapers, smirking at the news. Heh. Chugging down my coffee, munching my bread. By 9 am, I was still at home. Still had time to annoy Iman Amani and chatted with Mak. Left work at 9.15 am. Reached UKM at 9.45. Clocked in. Time: 9.50 am. Amboi amboi. Pemalas sungguh.

Ugh.

I have managed to keep the negative vibes away for so long, since ‘Eid, I think, but now that ‘Eid is over, those vibes come rolling back. Aduhaaaiiii. Tak larat lah nak berfikiran negatif. Huhu.

November is approaching, soon enough. I still do not have an offer letter from either Monash or ANU. Strangely, I am not freaking out. I just thought that if Allah forbids me from leaving anytime soon, then He must have His reasons for doing so. I have my plan B already. I really hope I do not have to execute that plan but if I am left with no other choice, I just might have to do it. Tawakkal. But then again, I do not wish to see my scholarship goes to waste, the window of opportunity wiped out yet again. *still praying hard* Chiew Ping, and Atie got their offer letters already. Ping is leaving soon (and she just got married!). Atie is faced with some time problems but I am positive that KPT will favour her. Me??? Oh well…

Suddenly I miss Amni. I mean, I miss her everyday but today, I miss her more than usual. I looked at pictures of her in my brother and sister-in-law’s Facebook, wishing I could kiss those tembam cheeks again. Wishing I could swim with her again. Wishing I could sleep with her again. Wishing I could see her throw one of her ‘gawang’ tantrums again. Wishing I could see her walk again. Wishing I could see both she and Iman playing again. Abang Min, bawak la Amni balik nanti!!!

And I miss last week.  =(