hullo.




life is a little weird lately.


i have this feeling in me. but i dunno wat is it exactly.


omg. i sound so kental.
it is only a phone call ain!
everyone calls everybody else.
theres nothing u shd be excited over.

telling myself tt, didnt really help.
coz apparently i have a bestfriend who instigates me to think otherwise.

watever la eh.



ANYWAY.
i met up with
lynnette leng lee peng. my sec 4 partner in crime.
agnes sim hui qi. my herantakheran,goyangtakgoyang partner.
n tong jue and hui xin.
the girls nite out was fun.
unfortunately we accumulated much sins.
we bitched bt the teachers.
rabaak.
but since we were frm our THAT secondary sch,
we're perfectly found not guilty of doing so.

just now..
i met up with
clarissa ginger. my sneak-out-of-sch fren, for coffee at starbucks
somehow, it felt like the first time we talked.
that is, behind the sch wen we were planning
our escape. (: (: (:



and u know wat? i think search engines are so scary. they search search. n let u be found. thats bad. i mean, i dun mind being searched. but if im found, can the search-er pls not keep mum?

but then rite, i read ppl's blog. but i nvr told them. well i didnt search for them, i just chanced upon their blogs. am i guilty too?

hullo.



sorry lynn, i cant find ur fav song..
maybe i should get u to sing it n then i'll record it.
coz it'll be nicer than the original version.
siapa kata gadis melayu tak menawan.tak menarik hati tiada memikat..
blabla.haha.
loves it.



OKAAY.
rite now, i wanna thank God Almighty.
alhamdulillah.
after all the sins i've committed.
after all the prayers i missed.
after all the time i didnt have Him in my mind.
after all these,
He still shower me with his blessings.
rite now, i feel like i dont deserve it.
but of course, alhamdulillah.


have you ever received something u think is not yours.
or something u just dont deserve.
now take a moment n think.
maybe some will say,


you know..the list can go on.
sometimes u dun really expect something,
coz u feel like u dont deserve it.
what do u do, if u did get it?



maybe u think u dun deserve it,
but Allah feels otherwise.
so He gives it to u as a reward.
well, thats good then.


but what if Allah gives u,
because he knows u DONT deserve it?
jeng jeng jeng. soalan bonos.
maybe he wants to test u.
and if u failed, he'd take it back.


we dont know if we get wat we deserve.
i mean, no one can confirm that he found a $50 note because he donated $5 last week to a mosque.
or that he fell down the stairs n broke his leg coz he kicked a cat the day before.
we dont know. we cant say 'hah! serve u rite. dolat tuh!'
no one knows. only He knows.


so how now?
u all might be thinking..wat is wrong with this girl? if no one knows, why should we even bother thinking abt deserving or not deserving wat we got? get than get la. talk so much for wat. dun get, too bad la.
kwangkwangkwang.




no no.
i just want all of u,
to think abt all the blessings, the good things and the opportunities that u have.
thank Allah for all that.
whether u deserve it or not, it doesnt matter.
just remain grateful.
we dont own anything. not even our lives.
we merely live a borrowed life.
everything is His.

remember raihan's nasyid? raihan. not ryan. haha.
"jika dipuji kejayaan kita,
sebenarnya bukan milik kita,
oleh itu sedarlah sentiasa,
semuanya milik Allah"

hullo.



zazaZazzazazaza..


i broke the 2hrs record la adib.
lynn & i talked for 2hrs40mins.

any of u call a fren,
then neither talks for like 3 mins or more.
then one of u starts singing,
then the other starts making weird sound effects
then the both of u laugh.
then the line goes silent again,
then one of u will ask, 'tgh buat ape?'
then the other will say, 'nothing'
then the reply will be 'ok'
then the line goes silent again.
then suddenly a cat's meow is heard.
then one of u will get turned off.
then the owner of the cat will bring the cat to the toilet.
and then force the cat to shit.
hahhaha.
after the whole shit thing is over,
one of u will go 'zazazazazaZAAA' in a very high pitch voice.
then the both of u laugh.
then the line goes silent again.
then suddenly u hear 'tet tet tet tet tet tet tet tet'
then the line goes silent again.
and thats how the conversation ends.
has this happened to u?
haha.


anw ppl, don worry, we don gossip bout u.
we only gossip bt ppl who never expected themselves to be gossiped by us.



thats wat u do wen u haf a bestfren of almost 12yrs.
like wat paris said,
the most important thing in life is friendship,
u can be anywhere in this world,
if u haf ur bestfren with u,
u'll haf fun.


to me, 'having my bestfren with me' does not necc means her physical presence. but more of knowing tt i haf her in my heart n she has me in hers. (: (:
besides, if she's physically with me, we'd end up irritating each other. haha.
love u *****. hahah.

hullo.


i feel like talking bout the past.

on this day, one year ago..


i had GP common test, Math common test,
Chem SPA and training.
haha. dry seh.
wasnt the best time of my life.
bleagh.
but beautiful things kept me gg.
thank uuuuuuuuuu.


on this day, two years ago..


wooohoo. hahaa. so funny.
gosh. im really beaming frm ear to ear now.
i rmb being in the reading rm with gaya n zawiah.
we were supposedly studying.
haha.
it was such a heart-throbbing incident.
wen the small & pretty was surrounded
by the whole team.
so its just b/w za, gaya n i.
i wonder if they still rmb.
those were the days.
(:



on this day, three yrs ago...



someone asked me out on a date.
but i rejected it.
omg. i wonder where is he now.
*looks out of the window and sighs*



on this day, four years ago..


things weren't good.
i rmb crying so hard.
painful day. :(

but its not that bad.
ken was there then.
weeeeee.
gosh i miss him now.



on this day, five years ago..


i dunno wat happened
coz apparently i didnt write
anything in my diary abt that day.
hahha.


on this day, six years ago...


i dunno wat happened coz
i cant access to my old online diary anymore now.
sad seh.
memories gone so young.
haha.





this is so fun. i shd do this more often.
afterall, when u look back into the past,
u'll find a reason to live for the future.
but still, i miss those days.
THOSE days.

hullo.
this entry will be quite long.
hehhhe.


im baacck.
i dunno why but im feeling a bit stoned n blur.
like im not in the singapore mood.
haha.



anw, the trip was pretty alright.
(:
the journey fr here to desaru took ard 2 hrs max.
the minute i reached the hotel,
i slept while waiting for my dad to return frm the mosque.
well i slept a lot there.


you know something, i kinda like the beach there.
the waves were strong n strong.
yeahh. the skimmers at east coast shd consider desaru.
the waves at east coast are so pathetic.
anw, i searched the whole beach for para sailing.
but apparently there was some festival going on, so the sea sports place was closed.
but there were jet skis. (: (: (: (:
its RM100 for half an hour!
wth. so freaking ex. haha.
but nvm. i asked for RM35 for 15mins.
that guy broke into laughter. tak gune
ha-ha. in the end he accepted it.
i was coached by another guy who didnt know i only paid for 15mins.
so he took me ard for a gd half an hr n since i wasnt wearing any watch, they cudnt put the blame on me..
ha-ha. padan muke.
anw, its damn scary!
hahha. that damnthing felt heavy n i had trouble controlin it.
but! in the end, i managed to ski on my own,
for less than 5mins aje.
haha. fun. furthermore, the strong waves made the ride bumpier.
haha. i was woooohooooo-ing all the way.
ok. enuff of the sea.
(:


that evening, we went to bandar penawar for dinner.
but before that, we went to the mosque there for maghrib.
wahaaa. the mosque was big.
but no. of jemaah's so few.
nice mosque. but kinda deep inside.
dinner was great!
loved it. and its only rm 54.
thats wat i like bout m'sia.
cheap and delicious food.



on the second day,
we checked out the festival.
there were fairs and all.
and guess who i met?
ROMEO.
my romeo.
haha. its the horse i rode.
the horse ride was damn cheap!
RM5 per round.
i got reminded of shah when i tried the horse riding.
haha.
the start of the first rd was a lil scary.
but later on, it was ok.
after the first rd, i got a little excited
and decided to go on a second.
and the abg let me control romeo on my own
i was slightly surprised..
i thot we need a licence to ride on our own.
haha. anw, romeo was still stationary.
so the abg told me to kick his stomach.
and being the not-so-loving animal lover,
i kicked a tad too hard.
haha.actually i didnt know where his stomach was.
but luckily romeo didnt leap or anything.
BUT. i panicked for a good 3 seconds
when romeo started trotting a little toofast.
haha. my whole body kinda froze.
but i gained my composure soon after.
and i started berangan-ing me in my horseback-riding gear.
boots, hat, gloves, riding in the forest.
kwang3.
then romeo tugged me off back to reality.
he lowered his head to eat the grass.
and the rein was yanked off my hand.
i was shocked. hha.
but other than that, everything went well.
for the third round, i made it trot faster.
no. not gallop. haha. i didnt dare to.
although there was no i-gallop effect,
i still feel that my butt was well toned.
haha.altogether, i made 7 rounds.
paid for 6 rounds, free 1 round.
yeeeeeehaaaa!


that evening, there was a mini concert
at the festival.
it was great. they had traditional dancers performing ard 10 different types of dance.
i got reminded of fizah.
hahaa
the dance performances were fantastic.
in the midst of the concert,
i got licked!
haha. wth!
twice.
ok. heres the story.
there were so many little rugrats ard.
and u know, i just love to entertain them.
so there was one of them who decided to sit beside me
during the conccert.
then she held my hand n stroked n caressed it.
haha. then. suddenly,
she licked my hand!
i was fucking shocked.
wth!??
i pulled my hand away.
then i faked a smile n laughter.
but deep inside, i was freaking disgusted!
hahha. OMG.
then she grabbed my hand again n licked it!
OMG.
i dun remember spreading peanut butter on my hand.
haha. i dunno wat attracted her.
omg.
after some time, she got bored when i decided not to layan her so much.
haha.



btw, the concert continued with performances by invited guests.
like this long-haired XPDC and mask-of-zorroed Amuk guy.
hahaa. quite kental actually.
i thot xpdc is a rock band. so i was expecting some malay rock from that xpdc guy.
but! skali nyanyi lagu jiwang lah seyy.
haha. so ironic. i mean, he's clad in a perfect i-ride-a-harley kinda outfit.
then, when the second rocker took over the stage, the crowd got a little rowdy.
if it were in singapore, i wudnt feel threatened at all.
but over there, i felt kinda scared.
so we decided to make a move.


all in all, the trip was satisfying.
im looking fwd to KL in may!







im looking fwd to prata tmr.
(:



anw, HAPPY BIRTHDAY BESTFREN.

good health,injury-free,go semis, AAAA1 for
Alevels,bag,shoebag,watch,girlfriend.

amin.
thats my mentel bestfren.
haha.(: Allah will have to reconsider the last one.

hullo.



im gg for a holiday tmr, as in friday.
and i've just finished packing.
haha. i'm bringing a lot of food.
serious.
macam nak gi perang.
im looking forward to jetski-ing
parasailing
waterski-ing
go-karting
im excited big time.



woooohoo.



k. dabis.

HULLO!


just had a conversation with someone.
wth. money is nothing.
alrite, so we need money for survival.
but wat shit. we dont need to be filthy rich!
ish. yuckkks.
i dunno why, but i get really irked
by individuals who dream to be rich.
its so selfish.
wen u're rich, u'll tend to be riak.
n thats bad.
ok, i mean, there'll be times u wanna
splurge on expensive things.
thats fine.
but when u make tt a must,
it suck.
but when u want wat others haf,
it suck.
its even worse if u don donate some to the poors.
its even worse when u intend to evoke
jealousy among others around u.
for all u know, u'll be robbed and killed.
oh no. hopefully not.




ok. tats all for tonite.


oh! one more thing.i hate wannabes.
or at least ppl who wanna be someone else.
or ppl who think they haf to be perfect.
errrgh.
ok ah.
i talked enuff tonite.



good nite.
early day tmr.
(:

hulllo.

hullo.


cheh. mentang2 besok tak kerje, bersengkang mata sehh.
bersengkang or bersekang? khahha. hentam je.


for those who still bother to read my blog, click on the links below.. interesting. something to strengthen our love for Allah. something to show us of how lucky we are to be born a muslim. wat more a muslim lady. im so lucky.
alhamdulillah. (:


Why European women are turning to Islam
US Latinas seek answers in Islam
Hijab: An interpretation of Islamic women's dress
Muslimah Writers Alliance



if u're a muslim lady, praise the god above.
n pledge to be a good muslim.
(:
may Allah bless us all.
amin.


ok. dabis.
now its sleeping time.
zezzeezeeeee.

hullo.


the weather's great now. and i dunno why im not under my blankets snoring like kodok now. haha. kodok snores? err. nvm. for the whole if tis week, my working hour is from 11am to 3pm. oh, and this week's my last week of work.thank God almighty. i need a break. although the job im on now isnt the type that makes me stressed inside out, i dun really fancy it. siaaaaan. i need challenges. if not a lot, a little maybe. i need some drive. but this job is obviously not producing/giving me any. maybe i shud have accepted kai's suggestion bt working as a camp instructor. shud have. anw, my back still hurts. for those who are unaware bt it, i actually slipped and fell. yeah. if only i slipped and fell in some owned property, i can file a lawsuit. but it all happened bawah blok. pain aaarh! but thank God almighty again, there were no witnesses to my absolute embarrasing downfall.


anw, i haf something to share with u. read if u bother to. (:

A carrot, an egg and a cup of coffee...
You will never look at a cup of coffee the same way again........
A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved, a new one arose.


Her mother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water and placed each on a high fire. Soon the pots came to boil. In the first placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs, and in the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil, without saying a word.


In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her daughter, she asked, "Tell me what you see.


" Carrots, eggs, and coffee," she replied. Her mother brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they were soft. The mother then asked the daughter to take an egg and break it. After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard boiled egg. Finally, the mother asked the daughter to sip the coffee. The daughter smiled as she tasted its rich aroma.


The daughter then asked, "What does it mean?" Her mother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity..boiling water. Each reacted differently.


The carrot went in strong, hard, and unrelenting. However, after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak.


The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior, but after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened.


The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water, they had changed the water.


Which are you?" she asked her daughter. "When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?" Think of this: Which am I? Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength? Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff? Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and hardened heart? Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you. When the hour is the darkest and trials are their greatest, do you elevate yourself to another level? How do you handle adversity? Are you a carrot, an egg or a coffee bean?

hullo.
weird.


my apek boss refuses to let me go.
its funny.
everytime he talked to me,
i'd smile so ever brightly.
coz im trying my very best not to laugh.
i dun get it why he refused to let me haf my
last day at work just now.
padahal tak buat ape2 seh skarang.
coz now the company has a new permanent staff.
he wants me to work till my sch starts!
weird apek.


anw, i haf someone searching for me at yahoo.
and THAT IS SCARY!
who actually bothers doing tt?
weird.


my tutee said im crk.
if u didnt know,
it spells crooked.
she said, she can tell.
she said tt her experience frm
playing in e national soccer team
tells her so.
watever.
weird.


i was at body shop just now.
the salesgirl was a bisexual.
so she said some stuffs
but my fren didnt hear.
so i did some explanation, loudly, clearly.
HE said u need ur reward card to redeem the discount.
after completing the sentence above,
my face turned red in embarrassment.
if saying HE wasnt bad enuff,
i even pointed at the salesgirl.
gosh.



oh. has anyone seen hafiz hanip in his police uniform?
i have.and i agreed with him. 'macam mangkukk!'