“I am going to take this bucket of water and pour it on the flames of hell, and then I am going to use this torch to burn down the gates of paradise so that people will not love God for want of heaven or fear of hell, but because He is God.”


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Went to qiamullail at UiTM the other night with Una and her friends.

It's weird actually. I was born on December 1993, when I was actually due January 1994, so I'm supposedly a year younger. My sister was born in 1995, but she skipped a grade, so she hangs out with people a year older than her, and, well, I don't know, it's kind of weird for me. I've never actually hung out with juniors or seniors before. Since I transfer schools a lot, I pretty much hang out with people my age. And to think I was almost a part of this generation. Weird.

So, hanging out with these people, calling me "Kak Ifah" for two days straight, felt very foreign, but it's the kind of weird that I don't mind. I like change. I like experiencing new things, and this is definitely worth the experience. Plus they're very funny people.

"Kak Ifah bila nak kahwin?"

Ambooi. Baru 18 dah pandai tanya soalan taraf nenek tu.

Eitherway, it was a fun night. The food was good, the lecture was not bad (everyone kept playing with their own ipad though), the place was freezing, the toilets were clean, the wudhu' place was really big, and the imam had emotions, so yeah, thumbs up.

"UiTM dengan INTEC ni serupo ko?"
"...We have the same song!"