Outfit for today’s class photoshoot! Loveeee my Doc Marts! (:

Outfit for today’s class photoshoot! Loveeee my Doc Marts! (:

This one’s for you,

Well well.. People just can’t see someone happy, no?

There are several things I’d like to get cleared up. Firstly, I want you to know that this is my first, my last and my only shoutout/comment/whatever you call it, to you. If I had written all of the things you claim I did, rest assured that I’d write in the way that there is no room for doubt that it was written by me. And just for the record, I’d be more than euphoric to read a thesis/textbook on political analysis than spend my time on your blog as you’ve said. The only time I happen to step in there is when I receive a call or text or was told to read. Yes, you can call my friends & family psycho or whatever you want. At least I know I have them.

Secondly, I don’t have time to play ‘Throw & Catch’ with you. All these drama and touch-me-and-you’ll-die phase is so secondary school. I outgrew it a long time ago and you should too. Or else it’s a wonder you’re even older than me. Like you said, it’s 2012!

Thirdly, you can run along and be the narcissist you are and scream every detail of your infidelity from every rooftop for the world to hear. You can even add your own twists here and there if you like. I mean you would know, yes? And you can bask in all the glory of the attention you’d get. You’d like that, won’t you?

Lastly, I don’t hold a grudge against you or hate you for any reason. If anything, I actually feel sorry for you. You can go ahead and claim you’re way better than I’ll ever be. But.. HAH! How I see it, I’ve all there is to want (Alamdulillah) and I’m not that insecure to measure myself to someone else. So you can go ahead and compare faces, sacrifices and everything else that floats your boat.

I’m happy with my life (Alhamdulillah) and I’m sorry if you or anyone has a problem with it but I’m not looking for your approval or anyone else’s for that matter.

With bolstering wills, we are braver for the moment,

So, in the past week, I’ve managed to finish reading 2 books- ‘The Alchemist’ and ‘The Chocolate Run’. Just got myself some new reading material and shall start reading it right away! Reading is like second nature to me. They’re such an essential part of my life. I probably won’t be able to live (normally) without them. 

Well, January is coming to an end and so far I’d say 2012 has been great, Alhamdulillah. During the long weekends, I managed to visit my maternal granddad and spent time with him. Also, I managed to spend two days with H, his family and my family together in JB just like we did last year. Amazing how a year passes by so quickly, yes?

I foresee February being a tad different than January. Maybe a little more hectic because by March, I’ll already be done with school so I suppose the workload is going to come from a bottomless pit. But oh well.. 

On the lighter note, I bought tickets to Dashboard Confessional’s concert in the later half of February. That’s definitely something to look forward too! Contemplating on whether or not I should get tickets for Death Cab For Cutie? They’re already selling like hotcakes. Oh well.. Probably not. 

Honestly, I don’t really have much to blog about. I’m not the type of person who incessantly spills out every minute detail of their lives on the net and neither am I the type of person who posts a gazillion pictures of themselves and probably wherever they’ve been and whatever they did and with whom. I mean, isn’t that what Facebook is for, no? But hey, no judging on my part, just saying. 

But if you really must know, my life has been wonderful as of late, Alhamdulillah. I suppose what I’m getting at is that I am happy and pretty contented. I have my wonderful family. I have my amazing friends. And last but never, ever least, I have H. I’d say I am blessed, Alhamdulillah. (:

Anyway, it’s almost half past 2 in the morning and I have school. I should be in bed but somehow I always end up being distracted. I guess this is it for now. Goodnight. I love you, H. 

"Do not assume you are better than someone because that is precisely where you’re wrong."

"Judge not before you judge yourself. Judge not if you’re not ready for judgment."

Bob Marley

(Source: eletheowl)

Aishiteru,

“Walau raga kita terpisah jauh,
Namun hati kita selalu dekat.
Bila kau rindu pejamkan matamu
Dan rasakan a… a… aku.
Kekuatan cinta kita takkan pernah rapuh,
Terhapus ruang dan waktu.
Percayakan kesetiaan ini,
Pada ketulusan ai… ai… aishiteru.”

I have to admit I’m not really big on malay/indonesian songs mainly because I don’t really follow it but nevertheless, this song sounds really great and I really do love the chorus and what it means. I like it even more when you sing this part to me! Or rather, I like malay/indonesian songs a whole lot more when you’re the one singing it to me! <:

"Because wherever your heart is, that is where you’ll find your treasure."

Paulo Coelho (The Alchemist)

Happy 2nd Anniversary,

First and foremost, I’d lik to say HAPPY 2ND ANNIVERSARY to the both of us. (: Alhamdulillah, we’ve made it this far!

I am well aware of all the sacrifices that you’ve been/you’re making for me/us and I want you to know that I am deeply touched and I appreciate it tremendously. I am glad we’re happier now than we ever were. It’s been a journey filled with a gazillion ups and downs, but I am content when I look back on all the memories we’ve made and I’m glad that I’m going through all of it with you by my side. 

After all is said and done, I want you to know that I love you through and through, to the very outrance of the meaning it holds. 

I love you, Hafiz- always, all ways. 

Where only the sweetest words remain,

Dear you, 

I know it’s late and I should probably already be in bed by now, but just before I do, I wanted to thank you for all the things you do, all the things we do, all the time we spent, all the heart-to-heart talks we’ve had, everything. Because it’s times like this, when it’s dark, quiet and I’m all alone in my room, it’s when the day fades into night time and you rest your head on your pillow and tug yourself under the covers getting all ready to close your eyes and fall asleep, it is the split second between being awake and falling asleep that you realize it’s all these small little details that matter, not the big moments. And all that flashes through my mind are images of the little things you do/say, we do/say. I just want you to know that tonight, as I lay my head on the pillows, I’m smiling. And I am, because of you. Goodnight, H. I love you. <3

MISS BOTH MY BOYS!! <:


Just finished reading this book a few days back. And it&#8217;s safe to say that it&#8217;s one of my favourite reads, ever. &lt;:

Just finished reading this book a few days back. And it’s safe to say that it’s one of my favourite reads, ever. <:

Without the bitter, the sweet isn’t as sweet,

I know that people may question or even second guess my decisions at this moment but I’m doing everything I did because I want to, for me. And it may sound deranged coming from me at this point, but a part of me is rather glad that it happened because after everything, things actually changed for the better, Alhamdulillah. 

I am thankful for where it has brought me right now. I well aware and grounded. And for what it’s worth, I’ve made my own fair share of mistakes. So I suppose it’s safe to conclude that the whole experience made me a different, probably better, person as a whole. 


 
Passion makes a person stop eating, sleeping, working, feeling at peace. A lot of people are frightened because, when it appears, it demolishes all the old things it finds in its path. No one wants their life thrown into chaos. That is why a lot of people keep that threat under control, and are somehow capable of sustaining a house or a structure that is already rotten. They are the engineers of the superseded. Other people think exactly the opposite: they surrender themselves without a second thought, hoping to find in passion the solutions to all their problems. They make the other person responsible for their happiness and blame them for their possible unhappiness. They are either euphoric because something marvelous has happened or depressed because something unexpected has just ruined everything. Keeping passion at bay or surrendering blindly to it - which of these two attitudes is the least destructive? 
I don’t know.
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It&#8217;s almost a week into the new year and while I should be typing out my FYP report, here I am, falling prey to the ultimate distraction- the internet.
As much as I really feel compelled to fill the empty space with something worth reading, I am dumbfounded as to what to write about. I have never been the type of person who blogs, to be honest. I&#8217;m pretty sure that this blog wouldn&#8217;t last for long either. But just for the record, I&#8217;m going to give blogging another shot.  
It would be an understatement to say that 2011 has been a whirlwind roller coaster of events, emotions and whatnot. I suppose it&#8217;s safe to say that the 2011 just wasn&#8217;t a good year. But I&#8217;m thankful that because of it, I came out a better and stronger person. I&#8217;m also thankful for the amount of support I never thought I had from the various different people around me. It&#8217;s safe to say that when you&#8217;re at your lowest point, you know who&#8217;s really there for you, who your real (family and) friends are. (And I thank everyone of you, sincerely, who&#8217;s been there for me.)
In retrospect, I suppose 2011 does have it&#8217;s enthralling moments, albeit the fact that it has moments where reality simply disenchants you of all your quixotic hopes and dreams. Nevertheless, I am more than gratified that despite everything, I still have you, H. Alhamdulillah. I love you- always, all ways.
So, I suppose that sums up my (belated) new year post or end of year reflection post or whatever bloggers call it. :/

 

Passion makes a person stop eating, sleeping, working, feeling at peace. A lot of people are frightened because, when it appears, it demolishes all the old things it finds in its path. No one wants their life thrown into chaos. That is why a lot of people keep that threat under control, and are somehow capable of sustaining a house or a structure that is already rotten. They are the engineers of the superseded. Other people think exactly the opposite: they surrender themselves without a second thought, hoping to find in passion the solutions to all their problems. They make the other person responsible for their happiness and blame them for their possible unhappiness. They are either euphoric because something marvelous has happened or depressed because something unexpected has just ruined everything. Keeping passion at bay or surrendering blindly to it - which of these two attitudes is the least destructive? 

I don’t know.

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It’s almost a week into the new year and while I should be typing out my FYP report, here I am, falling prey to the ultimate distraction- the internet.

As much as I really feel compelled to fill the empty space with something worth reading, I am dumbfounded as to what to write about. I have never been the type of person who blogs, to be honest. I’m pretty sure that this blog wouldn’t last for long either. But just for the record, I’m going to give blogging another shot.  

It would be an understatement to say that 2011 has been a whirlwind roller coaster of events, emotions and whatnot. I suppose it’s safe to say that the 2011 just wasn’t a good year. But I’m thankful that because of it, I came out a better and stronger person. I’m also thankful for the amount of support I never thought I had from the various different people around me. It’s safe to say that when you’re at your lowest point, you know who’s really there for you, who your real (family and) friends are. (And I thank everyone of you, sincerely, who’s been there for me.)

In retrospect, I suppose 2011 does have it’s enthralling moments, albeit the fact that it has moments where reality simply disenchants you of all your quixotic hopes and dreams. Nevertheless, I am more than gratified that despite everything, I still have you, H. Alhamdulillah. I love you- always, all ways.

So, I suppose that sums up my (belated) new year post or end of year reflection post or whatever bloggers call it. :/