you watch the past, go up in smoke

everything you do, make sure it comes from your heart. heart speaks, as i believe, louder, than your words.

it also applies when you try to write something. i enjoy reading stuff, and you'll know when someone writes for the purpose of trying to gain something (attention etc) or that he/she really likes to write and want to convey to others something, and those words coming truly from their heart. don't you get excited when you have the chance to read those pure writing?

ok, that's just the intro. i know exactly where to portray my happiness when i received 2 good news recently.  not many know the existence of this blog, so i can happily shout my excited-ness here, together with my closest friends who are still reading this!

firstly, i passed my ethics test. im so effing scared that i would fail the test as i answered so badly. but then i passed the test. Rezeki from Allah, indeed. Usaha sudah, tawakal and He is the One that will give and distribute rezeki, evenly. #notetomyself

secondly, i got an offer to work at a beautiful place, with nice scenery and working environment (1st impression only). now i'm at a cross-junction, planning for my future gear. which way should i turn, to the left or right? should i just complete my practical and get my certificate or abandoned those efforts for about 5 months, struggling everyday to get the certificate and grab the chance to work at a hot spot where the attorney general himself is working there? i thank Allah for this opportunity, my parents, family and friends who never stop supporting me, either in their doa or by receiving their motivated wish. how i love you all. as cliche as grammy speech, i know, but i appreciate every, those, tiny, little, efforts!

anyway, jangan stress pening-pening, moh le dengar lagu dulu

nothing stays the same, bazooka!

sometimes, people just don't know how to appreciate others. their presence, their actions, how they show to you how much they care, or even by the words itself

they might think that, oh people chasing after me so i've nothing to worry about, got plenty of options hell yeah i can pick any one of those

bullshit. that person won't stay around forever waiting for you like you the only angel on earth

word. you can't keep a good woman down. haven't u read how easily Dr. Jekyll can turn to Mr. Hyde? 

have you ever felt like you're living in a spot light, searching for the real you?

ahhhh how i miss this space! i miss this i miss this i miss to write yes i miss this space!

long hiatus, but not much update. 4 months have passed, now is the 5th month. but i'm still juggling to get used with this so-called-working-world. i'm still looking for a place to plant my feet, but still haven't found one. on the issue of being picky cum choosy, yes i am one of them. but hey, u got to make a wise choice and do things u want to do, not other people expect u to do. but when the reality strikes, gahhh it's hard, man!

to summarise all the events that had happened throughout my MIA-mode-here, all from hey-i-got-a-job-lets-celebrate but then hmm *insert lightning strikes sound*. then went for my convocation, for the 2nd time, for my 2nd degree hiks hiks know what it means haha it means imma increase my nilai hantaran as well lah lol lol! and up to the story of attending my friend's wedding to me having the feeling to get married as well but too bad, i cannot married with my baby v hmm

now, back to reality. got lot of works to settle. me hate this

siapa bilang siapa kata, bulan itu jauh

yes, i'm at the office now. so malas to turun for lunch, i end up trying to finish my breakfast instead. my daily routine for meals had all gone haywire recently, since i started working. now i can attach myself to my lecturer's feeling, when he said that all he wanted to do post-office hour is to go back home, and leave alone the lust to have a dinner.

working, is tiring. enough said. but nothing comes easy, i know. should opt to be a housewife after this, or probably a hairstylist, saw the advertisement down the street. kbye

oh chariot, I'm singing out loud

Not a library-junkie previously, but became one when i sat for my last and final examination. Like, the real last one. Stay back until almost 6am, and feeling all zombi-ish walking to the college. The moment when I was dancing and singing alone at the road, freedom to do silly thing was at peak at that time because no one was watching you apparently. Met groups of people; differ in sizes, skin colour, behaviour. Finally, i can validly stand for myself that it's not wrong to be a silent, keen observer and watch the people, unnoticeable. 'Ditch' the boring books for a while. I was entertained, even by watching them.

I am a student no more, and definitely gonna miss this place. 

the sun is filling up the room, and I can hear you dreaming

"Distance" is a song about loving someone at the wrong time in your life. Maybe it's too soon, maybe it's too late, but never the less it's about being around that one whom your heart longs for without being about to show your true feelings, without being able to tell them. It's very hard to keep love a secret, and I wrote this song about the one time, I had to."

- Chrisina Perri

that, the flower that blooms!

For a person who had caused disasters and committed sins to many people, this is just the moment to ask for their forgiveness. Being a bad girl for quite some time, here's a humble, sorry shout from kedah to those who have been hurt by my words, my actions, my sombong-ness, my keji-ness. To ask for people to forget the grudge toward me, I guess I need to do the same thing. Things that I've been holding on to myself for too long, this is the right time for me just to let it go. Start afresh, embrace new life, new people and new path.

I just love Raya. Don't you love it? May the Ramadhan spirit will always be with us, have a great Raya everyone in Malaysia, California and to all Muslim around the world. Come, let's spread the love.