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Saturday, February 2, 2013
This Year
Salam
*No apologies for my inconsistency updating this blog*
New formidable subjects. New subjects beg to comprehend. Old subjects step to a new level. Yet, the old knowledge need not to be forgotten.
I'm not in shock as I predicted all this. Well known that things should not take for granted. The foretold news how hard form 4 is. Yet, it can be harder as my life continues.
January passed. February looms. Next month's waiting to be embraced. Yet, I feel like an old lady suffers a lumbago. However, my arguments that I'm facing the worst on this stage of my life should be ignored and invalid, as others struggling to finish university etcetera etcetera.
(I feel like I'm writing a poem. So stiff. And not so beautiful)
The chastised exam is over and I hope that was the last time I took exam in that school. Not that I hate the school, my friends, the surrounding. As most of my harlequins of moments created when I was schooling there. The thing is, I prefer a school that appreciates students' academic more rather than bare co-curricular achievements and exam results are the precedent, focus point.
SBP result is still in pending. The thing that can make me truly happy now, is, to receive an offer letter. Pray for me and my friends. And hopefully our part and while chasing our dreams will not jeopardise our relationship. I want it to be forever lasting.
And I'm imagining it, receiving wedding letters from my friends. I anticipate Saranes' the most because I'd spent hours to convince her to step into marriage life, and my best-best friends of course. Although lately people seen me with some of my other best friends, Faie and Izzatul always top my heart :)
Reunions. Parties. Skype. Twitter.
Blablabla I'm crapping.
LOVE
AFNEy
*No apologies for my inconsistency updating this blog*
New formidable subjects. New subjects beg to comprehend. Old subjects step to a new level. Yet, the old knowledge need not to be forgotten.
I'm not in shock as I predicted all this. Well known that things should not take for granted. The foretold news how hard form 4 is. Yet, it can be harder as my life continues.
January passed. February looms. Next month's waiting to be embraced. Yet, I feel like an old lady suffers a lumbago. However, my arguments that I'm facing the worst on this stage of my life should be ignored and invalid, as others struggling to finish university etcetera etcetera.
(I feel like I'm writing a poem. So stiff. And not so beautiful)
The chastised exam is over and I hope that was the last time I took exam in that school. Not that I hate the school, my friends, the surrounding. As most of my harlequins of moments created when I was schooling there. The thing is, I prefer a school that appreciates students' academic more rather than bare co-curricular achievements and exam results are the precedent, focus point.
SBP result is still in pending. The thing that can make me truly happy now, is, to receive an offer letter. Pray for me and my friends. And hopefully our part and while chasing our dreams will not jeopardise our relationship. I want it to be forever lasting.
And I'm imagining it, receiving wedding letters from my friends. I anticipate Saranes' the most because I'd spent hours to convince her to step into marriage life, and my best-best friends of course. Although lately people seen me with some of my other best friends, Faie and Izzatul always top my heart :)
Reunions. Parties. Skype. Twitter.
Blablabla I'm crapping.
LOVE
AFNEy
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
Just When You Thought of...
Salam
Yada yada. Same old. Same old. I re-read one of Hlovate's novel ; Rooftop Rant. And I bumped into this hadith on page 536.
"None of you should long for death because of calamity had befalled him...and if he cannot, but long for death, then pray, 'Dear Allah, let me live as long as life is better for me, and take my life if death is better for me'"
Suddenly, it hits me really hard as realisation strikes me. How come I didn't realise it printed on this novel? Maybe I was too small when I last read this. Too immature. I'm not saying that I'm matured now, just a little... wise?
How many times we'd encounter the news of people gave up on their lives?
When the situation is at its worst. And when you think there's no power to let the walls of disconsolate, wistful and sadness that's beleaguering you, just think of this hadith. And if possible, don't abscond yourself from the perturbing problems. Clearly, there's a way out cause Allah is always there with his promising words that there will always a way.
Keep reminding yourself (and myself too) that you'r not alone :)
LOVE
AFNEy
Yada yada. Same old. Same old. I re-read one of Hlovate's novel ; Rooftop Rant. And I bumped into this hadith on page 536.
"None of you should long for death because of calamity had befalled him...and if he cannot, but long for death, then pray, 'Dear Allah, let me live as long as life is better for me, and take my life if death is better for me'"
Suddenly, it hits me really hard as realisation strikes me. How come I didn't realise it printed on this novel? Maybe I was too small when I last read this. Too immature. I'm not saying that I'm matured now, just a little... wise?
How many times we'd encounter the news of people gave up on their lives?
When the situation is at its worst. And when you think there's no power to let the walls of disconsolate, wistful and sadness that's beleaguering you, just think of this hadith. And if possible, don't abscond yourself from the perturbing problems. Clearly, there's a way out cause Allah is always there with his promising words that there will always a way.
Keep reminding yourself (and myself too) that you'r not alone :)
LOVE
AFNEy
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Hi.
Salam
It's been a very long time since I posted any nano word in this blog. Usang jadinya. The thing is,,*bunyi cengkerik*,, the thing is, okay, saya malas. Well it is not my obligation to update this blog. *Sombong je buyinya, kwik, kwik*
Lately, many things happened in my life. Bout Kak cik and her future husband. And Kak Li with her err yeah , so-called-'kawan' that my favourite auntie, Mak Lang who's been gifted by Allah to,, to what? to 'see'. Yeah something like that and found that Kak Li has someone special.
Okay. I shouldn't post things (damn, why I used 'thing' word many time?) anything bout Kak Li's personal life cause I don't have the rights. And it is not confirmed yet by 'tuan punya badan'. Haha. But Im very anticipate the day when Kak Li will announce the person.
And bout Kak Cik, Im very happy to have my dearest Abang Arif (haha nak muntah) as her future husband. My mom also seemed happy with Kak Cik's choice. I found my mom always creating reasons to see him. And I, also grasped the opportunity to know him more. And of course I MUST know him. Ingat senang hati je nak bagi anak dhagha orang? Cantik pulak tu. Kakak disayangi pulak tu. haha.
And I suddenly became a judge, judging, judging and judging my future abang ipaq. Hope he did not notice that. But well, it's compulsory to judge him. Hope he doesn't mind if he knows. But, come on, he judged me too right? blalalala
And Im thankful to Allah cause he sent Abang Arif to our life :) *ayat bunga je ko dhikkk*
And mom thought Abang Arif heal her pain when she knew that Kak Li was not going home for Eid.
Me? no one can replace my jewel Kak Li :') (Pathetic do ayat, sepak kang)
Ugh, just when will I stop writing things unpathetically?
*banyak homework x siap. Cuti one week rasa macam cepat je habis. Me want moreee cutiiiee! haha
*hoping no one will read this. but? why am I posting this. Menunjukkan rasa happy :)
Now I can sit my bum on the chair happily during PMR test :) *okay of course not happily, I mean peacefully, eh? no. Shakily? But Im happy.. and no one take tests happily or peacefully? Okay, shut up!
It's been a very long time since I posted any nano word in this blog. Usang jadinya. The thing is,,*bunyi cengkerik*,, the thing is, okay, saya malas. Well it is not my obligation to update this blog. *Sombong je buyinya, kwik, kwik*
Lately, many things happened in my life. Bout Kak cik and her future husband. And Kak Li with her err yeah , so-called-'kawan' that my favourite auntie, Mak Lang who's been gifted by Allah to,, to what? to 'see'. Yeah something like that and found that Kak Li has someone special.
Okay. I shouldn't post things (damn, why I used 'thing' word many time?) anything bout Kak Li's personal life cause I don't have the rights. And it is not confirmed yet by 'tuan punya badan'. Haha. But Im very anticipate the day when Kak Li will announce the person.
And bout Kak Cik, Im very happy to have my dearest Abang Arif (haha nak muntah) as her future husband. My mom also seemed happy with Kak Cik's choice. I found my mom always creating reasons to see him. And I, also grasped the opportunity to know him more. And of course I MUST know him. Ingat senang hati je nak bagi anak dhagha orang? Cantik pulak tu. Kakak disayangi pulak tu. haha.
And I suddenly became a judge, judging, judging and judging my future abang ipaq. Hope he did not notice that. But well, it's compulsory to judge him. Hope he doesn't mind if he knows. But, come on, he judged me too right? blalalala
And Im thankful to Allah cause he sent Abang Arif to our life :) *ayat bunga je ko dhikkk*
And mom thought Abang Arif heal her pain when she knew that Kak Li was not going home for Eid.
Me? no one can replace my jewel Kak Li :') (Pathetic do ayat, sepak kang)
Ugh, just when will I stop writing things unpathetically?
Their big day, Abang Cik menghantar tanda. But for me? hell, they are engaged man!
Till Then,
*hoping no one will read this. but? why am I posting this. Menunjukkan rasa happy :)
Now I can sit my bum on the chair happily during PMR test :) *okay of course not happily, I mean peacefully, eh? no. Shakily? But Im happy.. and no one take tests happily or peacefully? Okay, shut up!
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
Luna
Salam
My sister bought a ?parsian? cat. Well, I already knew her obsession of cat since...since..I don't know since when. haha
And here. A few pictures of Luna (she named her Luna. And don't know why she chose that name in the first place).
At first sight : I thought she was a skunk. haha.
My sister bought a ?parsian? cat. Well, I already knew her obsession of cat since...since..I don't know since when. haha
At first sight : I thought she was a skunk. haha.
Some of pics that I kidnapped from my sis's facebook :D
Till Then
Bwyeeeee
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