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HELLO ALL!



It feel so good to be at home! I was so tired that I slept all the way back home, and continued till the next morning on my bed. It feels awesome to sleep for almost 16 hours.


It's been so long since i updated the last post. Yeah, been very busy lately, that I think I ignored people I love the most. I am sorry mom, dad and you. You know I always love you. I was thinking to dedicate this post to you as my apologize. Just for you know, no matter how busy I am, you are always on my mind, and my heart. 


I was actually was searching for information, but I ended up with something which really makes me laugh non-stop. It was really funny. Have you ever seen this photo?


Somehow, for some reasons, I think its' true! This is really math student. 



LOL!



True indeed!!!!



Ok, this I dedicate to my love. I don't know whether it's true? Is it true? And sorry I didn't find anything close to medical instrument engineer. 




LOLLLL! This is totally true. You better admit it. 


These things are really worth laughing for. Get back to work!


"I Love You"





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I Can Draw!

Hye,


Yeah, it is black. Totally black. 


What a tiring day! Very tired indeed! I now know why they call it Black Monday. The first thing in the morning was Statistic class, which I was not physically, and yes, mentally ready. Began the day at 7 am, I only came back to my room at 6.15 pm. Told you, I am now busier than Prime Minister of Madagascar.


I am so bored and sleepy and hungrier than ever that I was ready to kill people. And it was the third subject of the day that I felt like dying. So, I decided to do something productive:



How productive! It looks like a 7 year old drawing. Seriously! 


I can wait any longer. My bed really misses me. Got to go! good night. 



"I love you. always have. always will."




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Milk?? Eeeww

Dear girls and guys,


It was a tiring day, as usual, except for today, I had fun, like a lot of fun. Today, we went for shopping. Dayah, Mira and I. There was nothing on list at the beginning of the day, but as the time went by, I got a hand full of plastic bags. You know, I am a girl, and a girl likes shopping. So, nothing weird about that.


If I am not mistaken, and I'm pretty sure that I'm not mistaken, I am the only girl in my class who doesn't even have a robe. You know, the long outfit, usually worn by Arabic women. At least they are famous for that. It is not because I am not interested to have one, but every time we go for window shopping, my heart just say no. The second reason is because I feel naked in it. I don't know why. I just got the feeling.


And now, listen world. Listen very carefully. I OWN MY OWN ROBE! hehhhhh... It just feels damn amazing.

The fact that I am short, I got to have it altered. Yes, I know. I am lucky enough to have a mom who knows  all about this thing. Thank you, mom. 


Ok, then, we went to have a Healthy Bone Test which is free, and that is the major reason why I go for the test. Let me tell you a fact about me. I don't drink milk since I was two. I repeat. I DON'T DRINK MILK SINCE I WAS TWO. Here are the things I don't take.


THE THINGS MY STOMACH WON'T HAVE. EVER.
1) MILK
2) CHOCOLATE
3) CHEESE 


I guess you can guess how my bone test result is. 

Considering that I don't take milk since I was 2, guess I am in which area?


You see. The green are is for super duper healthy bone. Congratulation for those who are in this area, you have incredible strong bones. Keep it up.  The yellow area is for the "so - and - so" bone. Your bone is not really good, yet it is not really bad. Just take 2 glasses of milk a day, and you'll be on the green area, which absolutely a bad idea for me as I won't ever touch a glass of milk. Never. The orange area is the bad news for your bones. You have to try your hardest and take countless glass of milk. Oh boy, you are suffer from osteoporosis. 


Let me be straight. I am -0.9, which is in yellow area. Yeay! Yellow area. Not bad, Azy. Keep it up. Seriously, no wonder I felt different lately. I noticed some symptoms of osteoporosis like backache, and backache, and also backache. Yeah, that's it. The did recommend me ways to help my bones, and yes, milk of course. I just can't help if the answer is milk. I'd rather have the osteoporosis than having milk everyday. NO. Then, they recommend yogurt, which I take seldomly, and I prefer blueberry and mixed berry flavor. 


"Calcium is an essential mineral that is needed by our body.  It is needed by our bones and teeth for it to remain stronger but as times goes by  especially for a woman who had given birth and had her monthly menstruation those healthy bones and body we have will eventually deteriorate and we are now prone to accident and fractures ."
O - M - G !


It is not that I don't have effort to have milk once in my life. I did try, but my stomach just couldn't accept it came out back. I did try. 



"Dear God, I just had a good news tonight, and I pray for it to last longer. Can I ask for ever? I beg you."







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The Visible Bookworm

Hye.



Just finished doing assignments. Been here for hours and now my eyes getting blurrer and blurrer. My eyes just need enough rest, at least that was what the optician said. The problem is, I don't like having the spectacles right in between my eyes. Sure, the vision getting clearer, which I able to see the traffic light while I driving. My sister was once scolded me when I didn't even realized the red light and almost bumped to the car in front. After that incident, no spectacles, no driving. Serve my right.


Currently, I am reading a novel. "Sucks to be Me" and "Still Sucks to be Me". I am still reading the first book, and it is quite awesome. It is about a girl live with her vampire parents, and she has to make the biggest decision in her life. It is either to stay as a normal human or turn to be an eternal vampire. 



                  
i'm dying to finish both!


I'm kind of disappointed when I went to the book store and found out there was no Kathy Glass' novels on the rack. Seriously! I just need another three of her books. Please, let me have them all. 


Ok, then. I'm off to bed. Wish you guys good night. Sweet dreams. 


"I miss you. Like, really missing you. I wonder if you miss me too"









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I Do

What's up!

I was supposed to do this entry the other night, but a lot of thing came up in the last minute. I can say that night was almost the busiest night of my life, maybe as busy as Barack Obama's. I don't know. It was very very tiring that I came back to my room at 11.30, or so, after a Bina Insan Guru (BIG) meeting, an assignment discussion with my girl, met a senior, back to room, a lot of domestic work were waiting in lines to be done. It was so tiring. All I can say is, with a great power, comes a great responsibility, and that is the price you have to pay.


So, I'm here now, with my Mr. Lappy. I am still thinking about the heart - to - heart talk, which I think I regret doing it. I keep thinking why am I doing that in the first place. I shouldn't have to tell anyone about my problem. No matter how big or small it is, it is mine to bear. So, I am so sorry for making them listening. I know the fact that people will never understand you and your problem. Ever.



Ok, cut that off. I should start writing about the "first love" thing here. And, yeah, of course, I would choose first love over the other suggestion topics. It is much interesting and everyone love "LOVE". My first love???? Here they are. 


1) The first love should be to the Creator, who I can't thank enough for creating me the way I am now. For love is wide, the eternal love is for Allah, the only God who creates everything. Talking about the love to the Creator, it is wide, and for me it can be easily understood by listening to the songs. I recommend you Maher Zain's song. Sami Yusof too... 

Why worry when you can pray?


2) My first love to the living thing is  my parents, the persons who will be there for me at any time, not matter what. Have I mentioned that I have the coolest parents in the world? I am glad they are my parents, and I guarantee you will do the same if you have them as yours. 




3) My first love to non - living thing is for sure my Mr. Lappy. I just love Mr. Lappy so much that I can't live without it. 


4) Firstly, 

My first love, like my real first love is him. You know, sometime, an ordinary person speaks an ordinary language, but you feel extraordinary different. The feeling is just indescribable. The girls, obviously, do some random list about the characteristic of the guy they want, which I am not one of them, but in the end of the day, all of us will fall for someone opposite to the list. Once we fall for someone, any list is just useless that moment.

The only impossible thing so far. 



 One thing I always wondering about is what is my future husband doing right now. Have you guys ever wondered about that? It is weird that I don't really care about what he looks like, what kind of language he speaks or is he rich. I don't know who is him, but i already have the script of how we meet. Check this out:

"Hey, beautiful. I want to be in your life with no intention of going back. So, let me make this clear. I don't like sharing. So, if you want to be mine, it's mine only. One more thing, I can't promise you a perfect life, but I promise you we'll be there for each other through thick and thin. So, what do you say?"

Ok, that might sound crazy, but, you know what future husband? I am more to straight forward person, and I like things straight, so this kind of thing totally work for me. I am not the kind of five star hotel or candle light dinner, or teddy bear and chocolate on Valentine. Oh, please. I don't eat chocolate. And the pick up lines? It's cheesy. 


One said to me, "Go for someone who loves you rather than someone you loves". Then i asked my mom for her opinion, and not surprisingly, she voted 10 for it. I told her my opinion, that I think it is unfair for the other side. You know what I mean? Ok, let say we go for someone who loves us way MORE than we do. It's is totally unfair for him, because we don't love the other side as much as he do. In other word, it is UNFAIR! If you don't love him enough, then don't love him at all, because someone somewhere loves him more than we do, and he really deserves that. You know what my mom said after I told her that? She said, "You don't experience it yet, so you don't understand". Come on mom! It's love and everybody understand that. 


I really believe that a good guy was meant for a good girl. I am not saying that I am good enough to deserve a good guy, but I pray to have a good guy to lead me and my kids. My future kids really need a good example, and it is his responsibility to be a good leader for us. One thing I realize, no matter how beautiful the plan is, people just don't stay in our life. Either breaking up, divorce or death do us apart. The ugly truth is, start preparing for the good byes. 

I am thankful for being a human not an elephant. If I were an elephant, I would have died countless time. 



"just because she comes off strong , doesn't mean she didn't fall asleep crying & even though she act like nothing is wrong , maybe she's just really good at lying ."














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XOXO

Hye!



My amazing Mr. Mars.


I am so happy tonight for no reason. Yeah. Why we should have reason to be happy? Ok, look, I've been sit here with Mr. Lappy for hours now, and believe me, I found many interesting things. To make it short, down here are two videos: One is the original and the other one is the parody. Enjoy..



THE PARODY: I dedicate this song to myself! Keep your amazingness.

Ok, this is what I call AMAZING. Mr. Mimpi Mars is as good as my Mr. Mrs, only my Mr. Mars is better. Thanx a lot for making me laugh so hard my stomach hurts. 



THE ORIGINAL SONG: I dedicate this to my loves: Ina, Dayah, and Mira. 


I love you all. hugs-kisses-hugs-kisses. 


Here is one crazy fact: We are planning to do our own parody. Still thinking about that...


"If you want to speak to the world, make a song. -Maher Zain-





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Normal vs Handicap

Dear guys and girls,





Today, for the first time, I can say it was a very tiring day today. Yes, tired of sleeping. For the first time of the new semester, I had the chance to get tired of sleep, and you know how it feels. It feels good. Waking up, as usual, it's Facebook time, and no surprise, the are tons of Valentine wishes. NO SURPRISE. Honestly, I don't even realized that today is Valentine day, until my lecturer mentioned it yesterday. But never mind, I don't celebrate Valentine. Not for the reason that I am a Muslim, but I show my love everyday, not only on Valentine day.




I don't really know what so good about Valentine, but i'm going to stop that here. I watched a movie - "Blind Dating" about three days ago, but i just can't help but watch it all over again. This one is very awesome. By looking at the title, it must be about "love-eww-eww" thing, and YES! it is. But, the awesomeness you just cant resists is when you realize that the story is not focusing on love only, but also the courage we normal people don't have, but the handicap do. It is all about a blind guy who is searching for his life partner, and do all the thing normal people do, not to impress the public, but to have the feeling of being a normal one. Just take a time to watch the movie, I bet you'll get something good from it.


Blind Dating: Starring- The O-M-G - so - gorgeous Chris Pine.



Danny and Liza. He is an American, while she is an Indian. At the beginning of their friendship, they don't believe they were made for each other, for they come from different cultures. It's their fate that they were meant to be for each other, they finally get married. 


It is one sad love story, when you watch Danny did everything in his power to get the vision back, just to see the people he loves the most. The operation was a success at first, but it turned out to be a failure and affecting Danny's health. And you'll see how love can turn everything OK when Liza couldn't go against her family just for love. The last part is the part I like the most, because they did get married.  Qouted from Celine Dion, "It is the power of love". 


I'm going to watch another movie. Let me enjoy the freedom before tons of works come waiting to be done. 









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Kevin

Hi again.





Today, in the English class, we learned about understanding a text, and the text chosen is "Kevin" by Catherine Lim. This is a very interesting story, and here is my personal opinion about the story.


           Being a parent is not an easy thing to do. Kevin’s story is just an ordinary phenomenon in parenting. Most of the parent would like their children to be the best, almost perfect than the other kids. Personally, I don’t like the way Kevin’s mother treat him. She is kind of pushy and wants everything perfect for his son, not concerning about her son feeling. She is also has the quality of perfectionist, doesn't even like repeating a mistakes and a very determine mother. For example, Kevin is very tired after studying 4 chapters of his Science subject, but her mother keep pushing him to continue his studying until chapter 8.  As the only child, Kevin would do everything he asked to do although it kills him inside. He can hardly say no to her mother. Kevin just accept everything she gives, like the story books which he doesn't like at all, a pair of sneakers instead of football boots and he also doesn't allowed to watch football.

         
          In my opinion, being a parent doesn't make you have the power to tell your kids what to do and what they can't do. Being a parent is about listening and understanding your children, and be a friend to them, so that they feel so comfortable with the parents. Tolerance between parents and the children will make a strong bond, and of course a happy life. In Kevin's life for example, the mother is controlling him all the time and Kevin doesn't have a chance to talk back. All he has to do is do as what he's been told. Her mother obviously do it for what she wants, her satisfaction, not for what her son wants. At the end of the day, Kevin didn't really care about her mother who was hospitalized for her ulcers, but planned to spend one week of freedom without his "tiger mom" around.  I realized that her mother do it all for the good sake, but it is too hard to take. Kevin supposed to enjoy his life as the other children do. 
           

Personally, I am impressed with this beautiful story which opens my eyes wide that they are so many people with different characteristics out there. The story which is about unusual love a mother gives to her son, can seldom happen, yet it happen for real in real life. 






If you have never been hated by your child you have never been a parent. If your children look up to you, you've made a success of life’s biggest job.” - Bette Davis-




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The Drovers

Hi!

Today, I won't be sharing with all of you stories of my life, because I got something else to do. I have to do a summary of "The Drovers", so, here it is...




              The drovers had to overcome the problem of the long journey and provide enough food for the cattle. He had to rely on food that could be found along the way. He had to have a great skill of manoeuvring and had to ride on horseback to check and redirecting the cattle on the right track and also be extremely careful that the cattle did not stray into private property. He must be on look – out for farms and blow a horn to warn the farmers so that the cattle won’t mix up. The drover had to control a large herd and has to cope with bands of robbers who might attack him and the cattle. A good drover have an intimate knowledge of temperament of his animals just to know how far and how fast they can go, because the cattle must not be overdriven, keep the cattle in prime condition and compete with another drovers for the best prices. 





p/s: got tons of works to be done, but I already sleepy now.



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Big Fat Liar


Some people are just good at acting and telling lies. 






Some people are just fake. The world needs more The Best Actor Award  of Emmy award, just to show there are people who still appreciate their fakeness. 



"I'm not upset that you lied to me, I'm upset that from now on I can't believe you."
-Friedrich Nietzsche-




Rihanna said "I love the way you lie". I say: "Lie to me again. I don't care. You mean nothing to me" - 


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A.C.H.I.E.V.I.N.G

Hello!

It's been a long time since I updated the last entry. So, here I am, updating my blog. Today's issue is ACHIEVING! There are many things come across my mind, but honestly I don't know how to put all my thoughts into words. But, I'll try...


By the word, achieving, what do you guys picture of? The future me in ten years time? A scroll of degree? A big red Ferrari? A beautiful bungalow with swimming pool? Or a nice, romantic, loyal husband with three cute little kids? Yeah, that's what we called ACHIEVING. You are a successful man if you can achieve all that. I am so sorry, but I won't write about the "love-eww-eww" thing here. Let me tell you my definition of ACHIEVING. 


 I can't thank God enough for let me being here, as a future teacher. As a human engineer. But, to be honest, being a teacher is totally not my first choice, not even in my list of what-you-want-to-do-when-you-grow-up. Here is my secret, which is no longer a secret: I really want to be a fashion designer. I am really keen about fashion, clothes, whatever you name it. I love Christian Siriano. Go Google him. I love to watch Project Runway, or anything that come close to fashion, I just adore it. 


Christian V. Siriano, my 35th imaginary boyfriend. He's cute, he's short, and he's gay. But who cares? He's a talented man, and i just love him. 



Yeah, that's it. I will be a teacher soon, obviously. The saying goes, chase your dream, so why do I have to stop chasing my dream. Being a teacher is versatile, but being a teacher + a fashion designer is something you just can't resist. I will achieve that someday. Being a teacher is for you, mom and dad, but being a fashion designer is for my satisfaction. Keep me in your prayers, guys. 


Achieving something you need to achieve is good, but achieving something you want to achieve is important. Follow your heart, ignore the world, keep you head up and walk proudly. 





"I don't dream at night, I dream all day; I dream for a living. All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them."






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Be Proud, Ladies!

Hola all!


Ok, to be honest, I'm running out of ideas to write on my blog. I have completely nothing.

It was this morning when I went for my Scouts class. (Yes, I'm a scout girl!). The lecturer inspired me to write something about LADIES. So girls, keep your eyes open wide and read this. Guys, open your eyes even wider because you have to know this. Why? Because you are going to spend the rest of your life with one girl (if there is one, and hopefully just one).



Ok, here we go. We were supposed to learn scouts thing, but we ended up learned how to make a boy fall for a girl. WEIRD! Yah, it's a total weird...I bet you, go to any university, any class, or anywhere you want to go, you won't find a lecturer teach you how to make a person fall in love with you. SERIOUSLY ! Personally, I think, it won't be interesting if a girl make an effort to chase for a boy. Let the boys chase you, and all you have to do is sit there and pick someone who tries to impress you. Hehhh...but i won't be that easy in the real life.


Mr. Mars, you always give me this feeling.....


Then, I saw a senior, who was 8 months pregnant and she still have to be here, doing all the things we do. God, I really really impress with her. I can't imagine me in her place. I am not that kind of girl who does the "study + marriage" thing. I guess. It is too much too handle.


Why on earth do I talking about about ladies today? Thank you God, for creating me a girl, which is the biggest gift for me. I'm proud to be a girl. Why? Check this out.


1) We can give birth. Can you guys do it? Ok, of course, without the guys, where does the baby come from, I know. But, let us think. Who suffers for 9 months 10 days, with all the morning sickness and indescribable pain? For us girls, that 9 months and 10 days period is the most beautiful period we ever have. ( I guess. I don't know. I never experienced that). Hehhh.


2) We are multifunction. Who can wake up early in the morning, cook the breakfast, pack things for the kids to go to school, go to work, come home and do the domestic works, take care of the children (and yah, husband too), cook for dinner, check for the house safety before bed, welcome the guests at weekend and many more works??? Yes, you are clever. 10 marks. We girls do all that.


It's not about having a perfect relationship. It's about finding someone who will be there through everything, without giving up.


3) We are loyal lovers. ( i really like this part!) Seriously, it has been proved that girls loyalty are much better than you guys. Don't ever doubt a girl's loyalty because you'll be surprise. This "love-eww-eww" thing maybe a small chapter in guy's life but it is a whole book to us. Once we attached to you, to love you till the end, Ok. So, don't ever say those three words unless you mean it.


A boy makes his girl jealous of other women.
A gentleman makes other women jealous of his girl ..:) 



4) Do you know that the fact women are made from the man's rib? The husband's rib to be exact. How cool does it sound? Here, I got ths info from other website, just check this out: 

It’s amazing how God made man, and so beautiful how he made woman!
Why did God create Woman from Man’s rib, when He could have simply created her from dust, as He did Man? This is a story that puts a beautiful touch on the reasoning:

“When I created the heavens and the earth, I spoke them into being. When I created man, I formed him from the dust of the Earth and breathed life into his nostrils. But you, woman, I fashioned after I breathed the breath of life into man because your nostrils are too delicate. I allowed a deep sleep to come over him so I could patiently and perfectly fashion you. Man was put to sleep so that he could not interfere with the creativity. From one bone I fashioned you. I chose the bone that protects man’s life. I chose the rib, which protects his heart and lungs and supports him, as you are meant to do.”

“Around this one bone I shaped you. I modeled you. I created you perfectly and beautifully. Your characteristics are as the rib, strong yet delicate and fragile. You provide protection for the most delicate organ in man, his heart. His heart is the center of his being; his lungs hold the breath of life. The rib cage will allow itself to be broken before it will allow damage to the heart. Support man as the rib cage supports the body.”

“You were not taken from his feet, to be under him, nor were you taken from his head, to be above him. You were taken from his side, to stand beside him and be held close to his side. You are my perfect angel. You are my beautiful little girl. You have grown to be a splendid woman of excellence, and my eyes fill when I see the virtue in your heart. Your eyes: don’t change them. Your lips: how lovely when they part in prayer. Your nose so perfect in form, your hands so gentle to touch. I’ve caressed your face in your deepest sleep; I’ve held your heart close to mine. Of all that lives and breathes, you are the most like me.”

“Adam walked with me in the cool of the day and yet he was lonely. He could not see me or touch me. He could only feel me. So everything I wanted Adam to share and experience with me, I fashioned in you: my holiness, my strength, my purity, my love, my protection and support. You are special because you are the extension of me.”

“Man represents my image, woman – my emotions. Together, you represent the totality of God. So man: treat woman well. Love her, respect her, for she is fragile. In hurting her, you hurt me. What you do to her, you do to me. In crushing her, you only damage your own heart, the heart of your Father and the heart of her Father. Woman, support man. In humility, show him the power of emotion I have given you. In gentle quietness show your strength. In love, show him that you are the rib that protects his inner self.”




Guys, you know what to do, right?

So girls. be thankful. You can't thank God enough for the beautiful creature He made us into. 



"Woman was made from the rib of man, she was not created from his head to top him, nor from his feet to be stepped upon, she was made from his side to be close to him, from beneath his arm to be protected by him, near his heart to be loved by him."


















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Hey, babies!

Hi,

The good news is I'M HOME!! Again! and the sad news is it is only for 3 days, which is not enough. It is never enough! As usual i try my best to make the most of my holiday, and I am enjoying it.


There are million things running through my mind right now. Boyfriend, future husband, future kids, future house, future me. Hehhh. I am actually thinking of the primary school I'm going to in March for my third PBS. I was thinking of my former primary school. Yeah, that school... I'm not sure yet...


Waking up, my siblings and I headed to market to buy few things. Believe me, it was an unforgettable-market-tour. I ran into babies quite a lot. The first incident was when I walked alone to get few things and I noticed a two - year old girl ( I guess) was walking alone. It is a weird thing to see a baby walking alone, don't you think? I looked  around to find her parents. I didn't know what to do, so i just followed her little track, just to make sure she safe, at least for few minutes before a someone noticed a little girl missing. As I watched her steps, a motorcycle came from nowhere and luckily, i grabbed the little girl as quick as I can be. God, seriously, if you are not capable enough to see the front view while riding a motorcycle, please, stop using the motorcycle and start to use your legs. So, to make a long story short, I'm the hero of the day. Oops, sorry. It's heroin.


Do not disturb! Can't you see I'm handling a meeting?


The next incident was when I walked alone ( I have no idea why most of the incident happened in my life occurred when I was alone) and I ran into a mother and her one or two year old son. The little guy was sooooooo cute! He has an adorable and blissful face. I waved to him and he smiled. He waved back. God, I was so in love! Yeah, I'm in love with a baby. Then, he walked to me and handed me a packet of sweet. Sweeeeeet! I was thinking, if he was this gentleman in his "baby years", imagine how gentlemen he could be when he grows up. Please, be my boyfriend! hahhhhhah. 






Yeah! I just love babies! They are amazingly adorable!





Yes, babies are super duper cute! Please eat them.


And tonight, there is "gotong - royong" going on here in my house, preparation for tomorrow's event Maulidur Rasul or in easy way to say our Muhammad pbuh's birthday. All the preparation and the cooking sessions will be doing here which is from tonight, to be continued tomorrow morning and the big event will be on tomorrow night. My siblings and I did help as much as we can, but now, it is the time for the guys to do their job. Believe me, there is a large number of GUYS outside of my house, trying to impress my dad. The saying goes, the more the merrier, the guys really make my house comes "alive". You know how guys laugh, don't you? Now, you know what I mean. 


I think, the guys really need my help out there. Got to go!

"Many couples express their love by saying "I'll be with you until death do us part", but for Muslims it's even more beautiful to say "not even death will part us, because we will be reunited in Jannah, insha'Allah"







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Marry Me...Again

Hola readers,

Will you marry me? Will you be my lawfully wedded wife? Be my wife, will you? Those are lines from the movies, some just apply in the lives, but I think those are cliche. Stereotype... Sorry gentlemen, but you guys really have to think of something we girls can't think of.  You know, I just watched "What Happens In Vegas" and I really think that this movie is something different. It is something unexpected. You guys should really watch that. I don't want to tell you more because it wouldn't be surprise. OK, the only thing I will tell you about this movie is the hero is Ashton Kutcher (OMG! It's Kutcher!) and Cameron Diaz as the heroin. They make a perfect couple. The most unforgetable part is when Kutcher proposed Diaz to marry him again... Sweeeeett... Just watch it, and you'll understand me.

OK now, enough with this "love-eww-eww" thing. Actually, Now, I want to talk about the terminal disease I have. Yeah. I've been diagnosed with Tumblr Fever. It's fatal. I am now a TUMBLR ADDICT. It's something which I think my parents should be proud of, because I am not a drug addict. Hehhhh... Tumblr taught me so much about life than a teacher can do. It make us realize that those little things happen make our lives even more beautiful. Even more meaningful...

See, what I mean. People are craving for perfection, I must say physical perfection. Do you really think you are the most beautiful person alive with those fake eyelashes and false hair? Come on girls, with those fake things on your body, are you sure you weren't made in China? No offence.


Hehhh...I like this one. 




Again, "love-eww-eww" thing. But hey, this "love-eww-eww" thing is the most interesting thing to talk about for a teenager like me. That's normal for a teen, ok. Saying those three words is easy, as the saying goes, it is easier said than done. Guys, you should really take an action, because we girls need evidence. As for me, I don't want a perfect guy, I just want an imperfect guy who love me perfectly. He is my kind of perfect. Ok, enough with this "love-eww-eww" thing, let see another thing I got from Tumblr. 
Yeah, you really need to stop that! Hehhhh... Some people just don't realize how amazing and how beautiful they are until someone tell them that. But, what if there's no one to tell you that? God, pity you. Bear in mind, God never makes mistake. He created you perfectly to be who you are today. Everyone is beautiful in their own way, but sometimes your beauty is just invisible to some people. So, screw them. 



Be positive, live your live with no regrets. I know the fact that life has it's up and down. That is why we call it LIFE! Here, I want to share something with all of you. Whenever I feel down, very very demotivated, despair and all of that, my Mr. Mars always be there for me. He has this song called "Today My Life Begins". Ask Google. 

I will break these chains that bind me,
 Happiness will find me, 
Leave the past behind me, 
Today my life begins. 

A whole new world is waiting, 
It's mine for the taking, 
I know I can make it, 
Today my life begins. 

Thank you Mr. Mars, for being there when I need you. You know how much I love you. If only you knew I'm exist. 


You text him, he doesn't text back... He was obviously so excited that you texted him that he fainted! - Be Optimistic-



Yeah, baby! That is the kind of optimistic you should have. Why worry? He just fainted and he'll be okay after a few hours, or days, and he'll reply your massages. Give him some time, honey...

Ok, if you're craving for more, ask Google. I've been told that Google knows everything, so, it will assist you. Dont worry. Got to go, folks. Bye!


I hate being sensitive. I wish my heart was made of stone. I'm tired of making myself believe that one day I will surely forget you, but the saddest part is I know that day will never come though years may pass..."










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