Gratitude note

I am grateful with what I have now. Everything seems to fall into place. There is nothing that I could ask more than being here in this right moment. Life is a wonderful journey, I know this is a common quote but I think this quote is really meaningful to me. I may not be the perfect daughter, the perfect friend, or even the perfect sister. I shall thank you Allah for giving me the strength and all the wonderful gifts you have given me all this while. The strength to continue my life till this very day. YAYYY :D

Little note for little Me.

Make peace with my past so it doesn't spoil my present.

What others think of me is none of my business.

Time heals almost everything, give the time, sometime.

No one is the reason of my happiness except me myself.

Don't compare my life with others, I have no idea what their journey is all about.

Stop thinking too much, it's alright not to know all the answers.

Smile, I don't own all the problems in the world.

I wanna be a Rockstar

Smokin' hot

After a really long time not visiting suk el-mansyeya (mansyeya market), the usual pasar geng, Supi Ikan and I have decided to spend our quality pasar outing at Mansyeya. The atmosphere is still the same as it was two years back. Nothing has changed. Even the fishmongers themselves are still the same exact people!

Why do I stress on the fishmongers??

If you are a fan of my blog, you must've read through a post on an incident happened to a girl named Natalia, being spied and stalked on by a fishmonger.

So, not so long ago, Natalia went to visit the market to get some groceries. At the same spot with the same hoodie she used to wear two years ago, the exact same shouting voice calling her name in the same tone of excitement plus joy heard from the fishmonger himself. "Natalia!! Natalia!!" The same ol look that haunted Natalia in the past. He had the same grin, the ponytail, and the reddish pink shirt.

Things have never changed.

New year New entry!

11 January 2011
10.15am

It's 11.01.11 today. Sorry dear blog, I have abandoned you for quite a while since then. Approximately 7 months and 17 days. Punish me. Dump me. Ignore me. If you wish to.

PUNCH THIS

Off for Cerebrum session now. Later

P/S, the video is cute!

Dearest

Everyday,I switch on my laptop. Everyday, I browse through the Internet. Everyday, I watch TV Series/Movies. Everyday, I listen to songs. Everyday, I check my Timetable. Once a while, I revise/do assignments/checkout pictures. Morning. Evening. Night. Dawn. My Laptop is always there. With me. Be my company. My Bestfriend. My life.
Here are some pictures I could find in my folder used to decorate you on the Desktop. You are the Best gadget I have, Laptop.

Battle is on

Sorry Miss Mosquito. I found out it was not your fault my skin have red bulging dots on it. It was Mr Bed Bug. :)







Five hours of sleep. Call mummy daddy everyday. Read books at least twice before exam. Jangan ponteng kelas.
Wahh,boleh ke??

I cannot give you the formula for success, but I can give you the formula for failure, which is-try to please everybody.
Open your eyes, look within. Are you satisfied with the life you're living?-Bob Marley-

Hate Me Today Hate Me Tomorrow

Haha yeah.I passed.PASSED.And that's all I need for now.Alhamdulillah. *wink wink*

I am annoyed.Pissed off.Irritated.Uncomfortable.Disturbed.All because of this creature... You may be small, innoccent-looking creature.But you have got on my nerves already alright.You are envy whenever you see me sleeping in my comfy bed aren't you?An envious aura surrounding you.Whenever there's a chance,you'll hit on me.Prey on me,suckling my sweet tasty blood silently,enjoying every moment.Why don't you hit on somebody else your own size little Miss #$@%!.

I have been your only prey for the last couple of months.You just come and go.Whenever you feel like sucking,you come to me.Once I recover,you'll be ready on your feet to start your late night activity again.I'm sick of you.Please.My whole body itches.I scratch here,there,everywhere.At class,in the taxi,at home.I Hate You!
P/S : Not MY hand.Mine is NOT hairy.FYI.But those are the marks you leave on my delicate body Miss @$&#*!

I have to block out thoughts of you so I don't lose my head,
They crawl in like a cockroach leaving babies in my bed,
Dropping little reels of tape to remind me that I'm alone,
Playing movies in my head that make a porno feel like home,
There's a burning in my pride, a nervous bleeding in my brain,
An ounce of peace is all I want for you. Will you never call again?
And will you never say that you love me just to put it in my face?
And will you never try to reach me? It is I that wanted space.