and for the second time, I’m asking myself why??
the uni is going to privatised the mahallahs all over. why? to make money for the uni. why? to ensure that the services will have top class management?? why bother?? they’re just going to be the same as always. dirty toilets with bunches of witches’ hair everywhere till 3 pm in the afternoon. dusty corridors with…again…witches’ hair and poison dusts everywhere, and witches’ pointed shoes pointing in every direction. what’s the point? when even the net I’m using at this stoopid cc just gave me the nerves a few minutes ago, don’t even talk about going wireless…as the brothers love to say GO USELESS. the witches’ brooms go much faster! and they say, or let me point out, the deputy rector assured that there’ll be no increment in the mahallah fees…please please dear ustaz, let it be true. The Singaporeans can’t afford to pay more with the LESSER THAN LESS service we are getting here. Same room like the locals and we have to PAY MORE?? what’s the point? We’re not having air-cons in our rooms or refrigerators, or phone connection, or comfier beds. we have exactly the same stoopid stuffs the locals are getting and we pay much higher. what’s the point?
this material world is getting worst than ever. And I’m realising this because I’m in the top position. my word plays a role in the decisions that the other student leaders are doing. we are making it happen. Why did I put myself into all this mess?

and I’m saying that I’m doing all this for everybody’s good. That I’m happy I have the opportunity to contribute, that maybe my one last vote would ‘save’ the others. That I’m destined to do this and ALLAH has chosen me to do this because HE thinks I really can do it. because HE will be helping me all the way. And all the wonderful people around me will always be there lending their support and energy to make things happen. Becasue I’ll be meetingall those wonderful people and one day in the future when their names came out in the news, I can say ‘hey I know this guy, he’s adiputra the faruq mrc leader who really lived his name, and takes care of his fellow residents’ welfare in IIU.’ and ‘oh he’s the cool radziq src leader who faced hard times and negative remarks from the oppositions but hey he did great in stopping that privatisation.’ and ‘oh yeah that’s the shafiyyah pinky leader, wow, she’s in Wanita coverpage!!’ How nice to see all this people again when they have all gone painting their colourful lives, and I have all this memories in me. I might not know them personally, but they are the small patches of paint that colour my own life. And it’s a beautiful paint.

I thank ALLAH for giving me this chance in leading this life. I’m truly grateful for it and thus, I will whine no more. When things just go wrong, I shall stop and sit, take a deep breath, remember the glories, and pray that things will be better.

For sure there are bound to be people who always try to make my life hard, but hey, they are the black patches in my painting, but how black can they be?? Just paint on a white colour on it, thus gone with the wind, and paint in another pretty colour. And the world is happier place to live in.

So smile Seri, Smile.