Despite worrying about my assignments, it is not the reason to miss my cousin's wed. Everybody is getting busy yet the havoc is enjoyed by all. Though the wed is simple, it gives a release to my stress. I eat alot, that is a proof i enjoy the event so much. Congrats my lil sis, u are my senior now :-)
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Its been three months that my middle finggers is infected like this. I went twice to doctors but they just gave me cream and some anti-biotics. But i think they just do not work well. The infected area is spreading day by day. It eats half of my middle finger n started growing at the last finger.
Monday, March 18, 2013
Its been in this few days that i feel so lazy to do chores. My room is getting messy and homework remain unfinished. An article that supposed to take 15 minitues for a reading lasted for three days untouched. Well, i do prays for my hardwork to be back but it seems far. And i noticed i do not have a satisfying appetite like before. I only eat RM2.60 meal for lunch. I wonder what is happening and i wish it will leave. I dont like living like this.
I am indeed in a terrible moment. Study does not go very well. Soulmate being so not understandable. Mom gets herself buzy renovating the house. Dad is like always, far from me geographically. Job does not let me go, but i baerly seen the money coming in. I will not blame anyone for this. I know these are happening with good reasons. I hope everything will turn better. My pray is only for the Glorious, who knows me better than myself. I need to be strong for the future me.
Sunday, November 4, 2012
the more i pray, the more i see others get into marriages. and i continue to cry. how should i tell my heart to be patient? i just don't know how. sometime it bothers my study. if possible, i would like to know, steps to get married.just like how i know steps for job interview. if there is one, all i can say, if..
i owe him a big thanks for wanting me to be hims. i don't know what to say. having someone who ask me to be hims is a much grateful because i'm not that gorgeous, but he says i'm beautiful for him.oh Allah, i ask you with all my humbleness, allow me to be part of his life, as he be one part for mine. i'm asking your permission oh Allah. give me strength to face this test.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
I will always acknowledge my role, to obey all His syariah, rules and obligation as restricted in the Quran. But why is it so hard for me to implement it. Astaghfirullah...forgive me my Lord, for not be able to live up to your order. Ya Allah, help me in finding the truth to my path, help me in enhancing my Iman, guide me in my life, lead me to my success, Islam's success. Ameen, ya rabb al-alameen...
I will always realize my role as a subject to my country. To follow the regulations restricted in the constitution. However, if the regulations against me to obey my Lord the Almighty, I will stop. From obeying them. There is not need to shout what is right, what is wrong. When I practice what is right, it shows. Little knowledge is better when it is practice.
I will always appreciate my status as a daughter. For it I can repay my parents' sacrifice. For it, I knew how it feels to be a daughter, I learned to care, I learned to love important people in my life. For my rude words and actions, I would like to apologize. "Ya Rabbi, forgive my sins, and my parents sins, and bless them as they bless me when I was a kid. Ameen. "
Monday, May 23, 2011
the next thing you will focus on a juice and sandwich stop. the juice stall provide a very weird drink which is "grass juice". i don't know, maybe it is weird for Malaysian, not for others. then, when you are heading on, you will reach the center on Suria KLCC in which, at your left, there are information counter, UNIQLO,swatch, and an escalator. behide the escalator, there is actually aunty annes! a yummy one too! on your right, there is a lift and escalator to the next level.
i would like to take you to the most frequent place that i hang out with anep. ladies and gentlemen, you just need to proceed your step straight, until you find an escalator, and go up until the 2nd level, you will notice coffee beans store with lots of customer. you might have to wait for 10 or 15 minutes before you will be seated. when approaching the counter, a friendly and helpful barrister will take your order and put your name on your drink cup. for drink, i would like to suggest you a nice drink. not too sweet. not too creamy. not too weird. but very pleasant to be tasted. Caramel Hazelnut. a nice try when we both make order for our first time and we never stop from ordering it. when your name is called, it means your order is ready. you just need to open the sandwiches that you bought at Roti Boy before and Caramel Hazelnut as your evening drink. that would be nice!
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
2 p.m, out turn didn't yet called. 2.30. ding! makcik go to the counter, asking for the earliest ticket and the possible one wad at 6.20 p.m. obviously we missed the funeral. i heard they said 4p.m but i didn't know what it is about. makcik told me later that it was for the waiting list pessenger. she tried to include us but we will be the 7th and the 8th. impossible for us to get the seat. we flew at 6.20p.m.
while waiting at gate 9, i saw several men were loading fuel into the planes. there were two pipes come out from the lorry. one headed to the plane and the other one goes down into a hole at the floor. i was wandering why is that a hole. why don't the pump straight away to the plane. only for the plane. it was later told by my aunt that all modern airport install the under ground fuel tank.
6.20p.m, i was in the plane. not boarding yet. i saw the staff were loading bags. there were 2 person following him at the back and both of them started throwing bag up at the escalator. they are banglashee. working here. very thin. short. they are not smiling. its was hot probably. only two of them do the work. the malay staff just instruct them with his index finger here and there. they followed whitout saying anything. i felt sorry for them. can't the malay staff ask them nicely? or the malay people easily get arrogant? or it is actually the real system. only he knows.