Farley's Draft 2 - Submission week.

Disclaimer: This was written in 2015 (23/12/2025 sppecifically). Just a good write. So I don't forget :)

It's the worst when a semester comes to an end. Not because we'll miss studying, or because we're sooooo stressed out of the exams that are coming. It's only because we have a lot, and by a lot it means almost every subject's assignment submission.

Last week was the hell week for most of us (TESOLians especially). When we have Multimedia as our Minor, you know it only means sleepless nights.

Not that all of us did our job at the very last minute you know (although in my case, Yes I did). Because my friends, finished editing the videos the earliest, ended up stuck at the very last minute because our e-Learning website progress slower than snails. We had tonnes of files to be uploaded for God's sake! (I'll have to agree w/ our creative writing lecturer that it is indeed, Universiti Sangat Mundur -.-)

So yeah. What's there to write when it's all over now? We managed to submit it anyway because our lecturer (who has always shown his beastly-sarcastic side) turned out to be one of the nicest person on earth! *Trust me you would get a veeeeeeeeeeery different answer if you had asked us last semester. Well, we were glad and enjoyed ourselves when our videos were presented. 

It was hard, I tell ya. It really was. A lot of us broke down and even questioned our lives why were we asked to pick it as our Minor?! WHYYYY?! 

Skills. I guess that's why. I'm telling ya, I feel like a whole new person after I learn those skills and if you ask me right now, I could say that I am able to produce a movie! (a short one, maybe). Hahaha.

The process was all tiresome. Most of us turned to monsters. You do NOT wanna fool around us last week, because whatever you said, it wouldn't be funny when my eyes need to focus on the screen and my fingers need to stay clicking, editing and pressing any buttons I could, in order to give our best shot.

AGAIN! Why do I write?! (I keep going off track hahaha). 

It's because it's all over now. :) 

So to anyone out there, who's having a really hard time doing whatever things right now, don't worry because it will soon be over. (For as long as the thing you're doing is worth it for your future, I assure you, inshaAllah, there's gain afterwards.)

"Perfer et obdura dolor hic tibi proterit olim."

The meaning is more or less, as stated in the picture below.

I guess that's all from me :)

Thanks for reading. I hope I'll write more in 2016. InshaAllah.

Love,
Farzana Rosley.
Fareyfar.
Fartvxqhlovate.
 ☺Lo

Farley's Draft 1 #FarWrites

Okay. Let me make this thing clear. *assalamualaikum wbt by the way ahahah.

Once upon a time, I was a high school kid. Just like some people (most people I would say), I did become stupid. I was in 'love' I believe.

*trust me I've moved on, but as I was browsing through my old posts/drafts in my blogger dashboard, I actually found this poem made by me (lol how geli) but I honestly am impressed with myself.

Im so goooood man. So yeah, mind being in love with me? I might gonna write something for it. Lol jk jk. Not interested in any unless you're my crush. (again, jk!)

Trust me I have moved on. No hard feelings anymore, I even forgot how my ex looks like (haaaa lies I told, jk. he's still a friend in fb) but we're good. 

But even if him or any of my friends who used to know me and my stupid old days encounter this post, TRUST ME Im posting this poem just because I THINK IM FREAKING GOOD AT WRITING AND RHYMING.

Okay. Here it is. 

My 16 year-old self. Astagaaa gatai nohhh!

…buat dia yang pernah kuucapkan sayang

Sayang,

Pernah sekali kubilang cinta

Pada kau jejaka mutiara

Kau membalas mengucap rasa

Pada aku gadis permata

Kita kononnya ditakdir bersama

Pada usia mengenal matang

Bermimpi bersama hingga ke jinjang.

Kau jejaka manis belaka

Sayangku kau panggil

Hingga jatuh aku menggigil.

Saat kau harus pergi

Mengikut orang tua kesana ke mari

Jatuh air mataku tak pernah henti.

Lagu indah buatku kau dendang

menunjuk rasamu yang rancak bergendang

tersenyum aku dalam tangis tak hilang

engkau jejaka pandai membilang.

hilang kau tak berkhabar berita

bukan terjumpa si gadis baru

namun terlupa aku yang satu

akhirnya aku terus berharap

menanti janjimu kau ucap dulu

biar apapun terjadi kausayang aku

takkan dilupa biar tubuh kaku.

Hai jejaka penglipur lara,

sedih aku tak boleh dikira

tersenyum aku menerima berita

tersayu aku bukan kau si pencerita

hidup barumu indah belaka

teman baru keliling saja

bukan aku,

 malah sahabat turut dilupa.

Sedarlah wahai jejaka

aku ini insan biasa

andai aku masih kausuka

ucapkanlah cinta seperti dulu

katakanlah sayang selagi mampu.

bukan perlu berganti hari

setiap saat jauh sekali

sekadar bertanya khabar ku pinta

agar kutahu kaumasih setia.

sayang,

andai bukan aku untukmu

ucapkanlah tulus sejujurnya

sahabat selamanya kita bersama

itulah permulaan yang sebenarnya kita pernah bina.

buat kau yang pernah kuucapkan sayang,

hati ini tak pernah lekang

berdoa untukmu agar tak bimbang

hati yang lara Tuhan yang tahu

tersenyum megah di khalayak

menangis lemah kala bersendiri.

buat kau yang pernah kuucapkan sayang,

jujurlah padaku andai kau tak lagi suka

tinggalkanlah aku biar kita menjadi biasa

kau teman tetap sahabatku.

….buat kau yang pernah kuucapkan sayang

Sedarlah tulisku bukan sahaja

Coretanku bukan yang biasa

Untukmu kuluah dalam cerita

Agar kaufaham apa kurasa

Senyumlah sahabat yang pernah ku cinta

Aku hanyalah insan biasa,

Temanmu yang cuba mencoret rasa.

KAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH so funneh right. Okay you may throw up now >.< But you cant deny that Im good right?! Ahah told you so.

And trust me. It's an old thing. Cant even find what was the date (but it was absolutely in 2010 I could tell ya ahaha)

So yeah, thanks for reading! (if there's any.)

Love, 

@farzanarosleyyy

Fareyfar

Farzana Rosley.

...I know my answer would never be yes

P/s: I wrote this in 2012 or 2013? However I moved it to my drafts. Only to realize that this writing is a good reminder for myself. Thus Im reposting it. 

Assalamualaikum wbt.

These days Ive been told with the news of my friends' beloved dads passing away. Al-Fatihah.

I didnt inform my Mum or any other family members but these friends of mine are good friends of mine. I mean yeah we were not really close but we once were either classmates or used to hang out together.

I made a lot of friends. I dont know if I have ever been a good one but these people are totally great friends of mine. I love the ukhuwah that we built for the pass few years that we have known each of us from high school. And the story of their family member leaving this world, somehow cant stop me from being sad. Although the level of our friendship isnt that strong but as we became friends, the ukhuwah we built exist. And the feeling of sadness somehow hit me as how it hit them, (just a little less pain compared to theirs.)

                                                       

Talking about leaving this world. I have always told myself that I should get ready. But what have I been doing exactly? I'm not sure. I don't know. I cant simply blame the surrounding or busy life that I have been facing. Im the one who chose it.

And by this time, with little tears in my eyes. I would want to remind myself, to realize that death waits for no one. Yes these friends of mine might lost their family member, leaving them. I might lose someone too one day. And people might lose me, someday.

It will eventually happen. The thing is, are we ready?

I know my answer would never be yes....

The Almighty says, "When their specified time arrives, they cannot delay it for a single hour nor can they bring it forward," (16:61)

Love,

@Farzanaley

Fartvxqhlovate.

Fareyfar.

...of judging and being judged

Assalamualaikum wbt and hello everyone.

After scrolling a lot of shared posts on Facebook, I came across a video made by a Youtuber about people and their judgements.

The content of the video about our world today is so real; it got me into tears by the end of it. I'm not saying that I'm all nice or I've never judged people for the past 21 years I'm living. All I'm saying is that, how come some of us could simply say words without noticing the other person's feelings?

How come that when we hate a certain figure, we plainly go all saint and comment on their Instagram/Twitter/Facebook or all other social sites harshly? Who gave us the green light to simply do all of those things to them as if they have no feelings at all?

I'm not trying to preach but this matter is happening today and basically, the common act where we should be nice to people isn't common anymore. 

In Malaysia especially, a lot of these 'keyboard warriors' are really proud whenever they post something to embarrass people and include 'make this VIRAL!' as the title. Some of them aren't even true, and you just go spreading rumors not knowing if the source is reliable enough.

Okay. Back to the video, click >>HERE<< it is if you feel like watching it. The title of the video is --> YOU LOOK DISGUSTING . Made by the Youtuber with the Youtube account named My Pale Skin.

You can also watch it here. 

The lady in the video made a social experiment and yes, all the comments said to her are real! They're not made up!

Now. I am so pissed off with how society treats each other. We are human-beings. We love things nice. We like things pretty. We adore things perfect. Admit it.

When someone goes out of their house, with no make up, looking all hideous with some scars or acnes on their faces, showing their original looks, some of us would go; how come she doesn't take care of herself?; how could she carelessly go out of the house like that?

However, when she put all the make up and cover all the flaws on her face, you'd go; OH! You shouldn't! Be proud of yourself~ ; You're so fake. 

What do you really want HUMAN? Why don't you go drown yourselves or you should just don't give a d*mn with what people want to do with their looks? 

Urghhhh.

Honestly (for someone who've been applying some make-ups), we don't wear it because we care how you see us. Personally, I wear em because it made me feel good. It made me feel pretty. There're also some days when I don't apply any and it doesn't mean because I don't care about how I look at all. It just happened to be one of the days where I want my skin to breathe or I don't feel like putting any, just because!

The point here is, we should just let people do what they want.

We are all human-beings. We can't run from having the first bad impression of someone. However, it's what we think afterwards would define who we are. Whether we want to keep judging a person based on their looks or we would want to correct ourselves and just think nicely of that person.

Okay. I guess that's it for my mixed-emotions post of the day.  

To quote one of my favourite figure, Ellen DeGeneres; "Be kind to one another."

Spread kindness, love and positivity. (although I'm not really sure that I'm positive enough in this post >.<)

Thanks for reading!

Love,

Fartvxqhlovate.
Farzanaley.
Farzana Rosley.

Book Review #4 - The First Phone Call From Heaven by Mitch Albom.

How do I start, hmm. Firstly, I’ll have to make it clear that Mitch Albom is one of my favourite authors and I want to make sure what I write is interesting enough so that you’ll want to read the book as much as I did.

I don’t know how some people read or see Mitch Albom as. But to me, upon reading his books, I have some sort of peaceful emotions because he writes things beautifully. Like a father telling his daughter a story. Yknow? (my personal opinion okay )

So yeah. Here it comes. Im still new. Here’s the review.

POV – Omniscient Point of view. Therefore we could see the characters thoroughly from the beginning to the end. So yeah, instead of 3^rd person, I’ll say it’s omniscient POV.

Settings – small city in Coldwater, Michigan. I love the fact that I could ‘experience’ the feelings of being in that place, although im here in Malaysia >.<

Characters.

Tess : a pretty blonde whom her mother Ruth keeps calling her from heaven.

Katherin Yellin : a lady who first spread the news of her accepting calls from her sister Diane in heaven.

Jack: a chief police who hid the fact from her ex-wife Dorren, who also keeps getting calls from their son in heaven.

Sully: another guy in the city. Lived a great life before everything changed in a second, turning him a guy whom his wife Giselle dead, having to grow his son Jules alone.

Jules : Sully’s son. He wishes he could get those calls too. From her mother, from heaven.

Storyline.

I’ll have to say. Like any other characters in the story. I believe it all. That there’s miracle. It could happen, who knows. To see how convinced Tess, Jack, Katherin and the rest who received the phone call, I love this unique miracle.

Sully’s character was pretty mean to me. How could he not accept it when the rest did. At least Pastor Warren was less harsh. He kept it to himself. All the confusion, he prayed in silence.

So there’s a lot of things that happen. Until we found the reason of the calls from heaven in the end. Or is it really from heaven?

I cant say more. Read it,enjoy it :}

*Im always crappy at writing reviews but I love doing them so yeah, I don’t care. I just wish if there’s any of people out there who read my reviews, perhaps you guys could gimme some tips or something. Whatever :3

Thanks for reading.

Love,

Farzanaley.
Fartvxqhlovate.
Fareyfar.

Disease of writing,

Well hello and salam'alayk everyone.

It's like 10-15 days before final. And I realized I have a disease, which occurs only when the exam is near.

Like, right now? Ahaha, my exam is like around the corner (really at the edge I won't lie) but hell yeah, I feel like writing.
And currently Im actually doing my reflections (my assignment) so yeah Ive done two. So Im gonna take 5 and write this nonsense that no one would even read lol,

Im not sure why does this disease even exist, and why does it only occur to me and myself only? Or is it me that is too crazy not knowing how to manage things wisely? Aaaaaaaaaaa idek anymore.

So that's it actually. I just randomly write things, and planning to write more after this. Which includes my feelings; especially after what happened to Kris :( , living life with fellow Spartans and my withdrawal from certain people whom I see not worth standing together anymore.

I believe for the time being, that's my choice, yep I do.

And I believe I have this identity crisis but Im pretty sure of my choices,


That's it for now.
2 more reflections to go,adios.

Love,
@Farzanaley
Fareyfar
Farzanarosley
Fartvxqhlovate,
#FightingFar