tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24667738359422719362024-02-19T13:56:36.933+08:00Therocketstar"Home is where the heart is.."Journalisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02277433083072623418noreply@blogger.comBlogger783125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2466773835942271936.post-81758907927171701872015-07-09T01:09:00.002+08:002015-07-09T01:09:35.211+08:00Crush<br />
Dear M,<br />
<br />
I saw you two years ago, then I saw you back in
April. I asked my friend about you, then he sort of help me to get to
know you by giving my phone number to you.<br />
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When my friend gave my
number to you, you whatsapp me on the same day. You start the
conversation first , and you always say Hi first. After a few days you
asked me out, but its late and we have to set other time. The moment you
asked me out I was the happiest girl on earth. <br />
<br />
Then we went
out for iftar at Sara Thai, well actually you have no idea what I was
look alike, just looking at my whatsapp picture. But I’m pretty sure my
friend have told you about me and show my picture. *I guess* Then since
your car broke down I have to pick you up, which is so awkward. In the
car I asked you “dah order makanan?” and then you said “Dah, air je
belum.” and I asked “order makan apa?” you replied “Surprise”. I was
like berbunga-bunga. Haha Girlssss biasa lah. After makan, solat and we
went to ECM for shopping. I feel like special, you treat me well plus
you’re taller than me. I feel safe and secure. Normally orang yang suka
kat saya rendah2 skit haha :p Then we went to Uniqlo, you wanted to buy
jeans, then we moved to Giordano. You asked me which size better, M or
L. I feel like newly wed haha sebab shopping sama-sama. Okay overr! :p
Then sambung shopping after that we went to Bazaar at Stadium to find
your baju raya. Last stop at Acutera Restaurant, bought your makanan for
sahur and of course we ordered drink and talk about everything. I told
you that tomorrow is my last day at work. I’m gonna start new job at
Terengganu, and you feel happy for me. Then I sent him home. <br />
<br />
The
feeling after that only God knows. I really happy and hati rasa
berbunga-bunga macam dilamun cinta. Actually memang la, but at that time
I know he had a girlfriend. So I have to control my feeling towards
him. Conclusion is, I’m so so so so happy because dalam banyak-banyak
crush sebelum ni, experience ni paling best. Because you like him first
then suddenly he text you (with help from a friend la) and dia yang put
effort to text you first and asked me out (berdua). Which is soooo
sweet. Sampai mama pun suka kat dia. The best part is kawan mama cakap
dia ni tak pernah keluar lepak2 dgn perempuan, (kecuali dia pg Shah Alam
jumpa girlfriend dia) and suddenly it turns out to be me? Lagi lah rasa
special haha. :) And masa keluar tu ada la terjumpa kawa office dia,
tapi buat biasa je. Esoknya dia pegi office kawan dia tanya dia pergi
mana semalam. Haha nak kecoh jugak la satu office.<br />
<br />
So, It was nice meeting you and keluar makan shopping semua. Dah lama tak rasa perasaan tu. Thank you M.<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
P/s:
Tapi....... after that night ada la chat, and he asked me out. Cumanya I
feel tak selesa mengenangkan dia ada girlfriend and kitaorg keluar
berdua. Memang lah lelaki kalau nk keluar, nk keluar berdua and nk
somebody sbb girlfriend jauh. Tapii entah la... (bersambung..)Journalisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02277433083072623418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2466773835942271936.post-42022253544849194782014-10-31T17:36:00.000+08:002014-12-09T17:41:02.295+08:00Penang TripThis time trip to Penang with my girls Sophie and her cousin Mira, the plan was backpacking style. So mmg backing habis lah. Banyak jalan kaki and naik bas. Kitaorg naik teksi sekali je, tu pun nak pegi War Museum. Sebab agak bahaya dan jauh nak jalan kaki. Tapi half way jugak la nak sampai, sekali ada teksi cina mabuk nak kacau kitaorg masa tanay price teksi. apa lagi cau dulu la, then tahan teksi utuk naik atas balik. Bila nak turun call teksi, tapi tak de yang available so end up tumpang bas trip sekolah untuk turun bawah haha, see I told you backpacker habis. :D Untuk yang beginner backpacker, kalau korang nak mudah tempat macam Penang, Melaka, KL senang untuk backpack. Sebab public transport senang dan banyak. Kalau kat Penang, Rapid Penang sangat banyak, senang nak dapat and memang bas ni akan bawa ke tourist attraction.. Murah pun murah. Contohnya kalau nak pegi Bukit Bendera or Batu Feringgi pun ada bus, so tak payah la susah-susah nak sewa kereta or naik teksi. Kata backpackers kan.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Tips: Kalau sesat, nak tanya jalan ataupun apa-apa lah yang anda tak tahu jangan segan silu bertanya, diorang ni ramah. Tapi ada tu kalau ramah, ramah sangat pulak haha. Ingat "malu bertanya sesat jalan" :)</span></div>
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Bajet kitaorang dalam RM250+- itu include flight ticket (return) kitaorang naik Malindo Air (sepatutnya backpacker naik bas or train tapi sebab nak jimat masa since kitaorg pergi 3H2M and harga pun sama so we chose kapal terbang. Makan, so far kitaorang dapat rasa semua makanan Penang yang famous tu. Seperti yang kita tahu macam Laksa Penang, Pasembur, Char Kuew Teow, Nasi Kandar and Jeruk. Nasik Kandar kitaorang rasa 2 kedai famous, Nasi Kandar Line Clear and Beratur. Dua-dua pun sedap tapi saya lagi suka Nasi Kandar Line Clear, mmppphhh sedap sehingga menjilat jari haha. My friends Sophie and Mira ada la beli souvenir so tu include dalam bajet tadi. Diaorang beli t-shirt and kipas tak salah. Since saya dah pernah pergi a few time so tak rasa nak beli apa-apa pun. Fridge magnet pun dah ada jadi beli jeruk Pak Li je lah.<br />
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Tempat-tempat yang kitaorang pegi agak banyak and tu semua tourist attraction. So far I kitaorang had fun even ada tempat yang saya rasa tak payah pegi pun tak pe, tapi dah nk stick to the plan/itinerary so ikut je lah hee. Mostly semua tempat nak basuk kena bayar, tapi tak lah mahal sangat pun. Paling mahal RM20, War museum yang lain below that. <br />
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<br />Journalisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02277433083072623418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2466773835942271936.post-33310729549520113792014-10-28T17:58:00.003+08:002014-10-28T18:00:29.975+08:00Where Rainbows End/Love Rosie - Cecily AhernTo the most inconsiderate asshole of a friend, I’m writing you this
letter because I know that if I say what I have to say to your face I
will probably punch you.<br />
I don’t know you anymore.<br />
I don’t see you anymore.<br />
All I get is a quick text or a rushed e-mail from you every few days. I
know you are busy and I know you have Bethany, but hello? I’m supposed
to be your best friend.<br />
You have no idea what this summer has been like. Ever since we were kids
we pushed away every single person that could possibly have been our
friend. We blocked people until there was only me and you. You probably
haven’t noticed, because you have never been in the position I am in
now.<br />
You have always had someone. You always had me. I always had you. Now you have Bethany and I have no one.<br />
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Now I feel like those other people that used to try to become our
friend, that tried to push their way into our circle but were met by
turned backs. I know you’re probably not doing it deliberately just as
we never did it deliberately. It’s not that we didn’t want anyone else,
it’s just that we didn’t need them. Sadly now it looks like you don’t
need me anymore.<br />
Anyway I’m not moaning on about how much I hate her, I’m just trying to
tell you that I miss you. And that well . . . I’m lonely.<br />
<br />
Whenever you cancel nights out I end up staying home with Mum and Dad
watching TV. It’s so depressing. This was supposed to be our summer of
fun. What happened? Can’t you be friends with two people at once?<br />
<br />
I know you have found someone who is extra special, and I know you both
have a special “bond,” or whatever, that you and I will never have. But
we have another bond, we’re best friends. Or does the best friend bond
disappear as soon as you meet somebody else? Maybe it does, maybe I just
don’t understand that because I haven’t met that “somebody special.”
I’m not in any hurry to, either. I liked things the way they were.<br />
<br />
So maybe Bethany is now your best friend and I have been relegated to
just being your “friend.” At least be that to me, Alex. In a few years
time if my name ever comes up you will probably say, “Rosie, now there’s
a name I haven’t heard in years. We used to be best friends. I wonder
what she’s doing now; I haven’t seen or thought of her in years!” You
will sound like my mum and dad when they have dinner parties with
friends and talk about old times.<br />
<br />
They always mention people I’ve never even heard of when they’re talking
about some of the most important days of their lives. Yet where are
those people now? How could someone who was your bridesmaid 20 years ago
not even be someone who you are on talking terms with now? Or in Dad’s
case, how could he not know where his own best friend from college
lives? He studied with the man for five years!<br />
Anyway, my point is (I know, I know, there is one), I don’t want to be
one of those easily forgotten people, so important at the time, so
special, so influential, and so treasured, yet years later just a vague
face and a distant memory. I want us to be best friends forever, Alex.<br />
I’m happy you’re happy, really I am, but I feel like I’ve been left behind.<br />
Maybe our time has come and gone. Maybe your time is now meant to be
spent with Bethany. And if that’s the case I won’t bother sending you
this letter. And if I’m not sending this letter then what am I doing
still writing it?<br />
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“I wake up in the morning and I feel like I’m missing something. I know
that there’s something not right, and it takes me a while to remember
what it is . . . then I remember. My best friend is gone. My only
friend. It was silly of me to rely so much on one person.”<br />
<br />
Life is funny isn’t it? Just when you think you’ve got it all figured
out, just when you finally begin to plan something, get excited about
something, and feel like you know what direction you’re heading in, the
paths change, the signs change, the wind blows the other way, north is
suddenly south, and east is west, and you’re lost. It is so easy to lose
your way, to lose direction.<br />
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And that’s with following all the signposts.<br />
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There aren’t many sure things in life, but one thing I know for sure is
that you have to deal with the consequences of your actions. You have to
follow through on some things.<br />
<br />
I always give up, Alex. What have I ever had to do in my life that
really needed to be done? I always had a choice, and I always took the
easy way out— we always took the easy way out. At our age the burden of
double maths on a Monday morning and finding a spot the size of Pluto on
my nose was as complicated as it ever got for me.<br />
<br />
“At first we had so much to catch up on we were talking a hundred words a
second, barely even listening to the ends of one another's sentences
before moving onto the next. And there was laughing. Lots of laughing.
Then the laughing stopped and there was this silence. What the hell was
it?<br />
It was like the world stopped turning in that instant. Like everyone
around us was wiped out. Like everything at home was forgotten about. It
was like those few minutes on this world were created just for us and
all we could do was look at each other. It was like he was seeing my
face for the very first time. He looked confused but kind of amused.
Exactly how I felt. Because I was sitting on the grass with my best
friend Alex, and that was my best friend Alex’s face and nose and eyes
and lips but they seemed different. So who was this man that was sending
my heart into a frenzy? So I kissed him. I seized the moment and I
kissed him.<br />
<br />
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I got the oddest feeling when you turned your back to me to walk down
the aisle with Greg. It was a pang of jealousy. Is that normal? Did you
get that feeling on my wedding day, or am I going completely crazy? I
just kept thinking over and over in my head, “Everything is going to
change now, everything is going to change.” Greg is the man for you, now
he gets to hear all your secrets, and where does that leave me? It was a
weird feeling, Rosie, one that eventually passed but one that was
present all the same.<br />
<br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgJ2IsE6DYk4Kk4DkbdvblEb9VIYl8natA2sSo0pZtoEuupDCrHm3FvzZyxw49AjXxU-CfAr3IJ1pp9ihwdJnsjOZEhTvgSxonwdi_sEc1rK6y4cZlmJR_InozYP9sCSRLLfVnbLBRUNs/s1600/tumblr_mzld7zkR161qh8602o3_500.jpg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgJ2IsE6DYk4Kk4DkbdvblEb9VIYl8natA2sSo0pZtoEuupDCrHm3FvzZyxw49AjXxU-CfAr3IJ1pp9ihwdJnsjOZEhTvgSxonwdi_sEc1rK6y4cZlmJR_InozYP9sCSRLLfVnbLBRUNs/s1600/tumblr_mzld7zkR161qh8602o3_500.jpg" height="180" width="320" /></a>She
is you, Rosie. The little girl with the raven-colored hair and pale
skin is the girl I used to go to school with. It was amazing. Even
talking to her I felt like young Alex again. Toby kept a watchful eye
over me though; I think he was afraid I would steal his friend away. I
felt like I was keeping a watchful eye over him too, because he was
stealing my friend away. I had to keep reminding myself that it wasn’t
you.<br />
<br />
Our life is made up of time; our days are measured in hours, our pay
measured by those hours, our knowledge is measured by years. We grab a
quick few minutes in our busy day to have a coffee break. We rush back
to our desks, we watch the clock, we live by appointments. And yet your
time eventually runs out and you wonder in your heart of hearts if those
seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years, and decades were
being spent the best way they possibly could. In other words, if you
could change anything, would you?<br />
<br />
Everything is spinning around us, jobs, family, friends, lovers . . .
you just feel like screaming “STOP!” looking around, rearranging the
order of a few things, and then continuing on . . . It was just a
thought. I know you’re having a really difficult time right now. Please
know that I’m always here for you.<br />
Love, Rosie<br />
<br />
Rosie,<br />
<br />
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returning to Boston tomorrow but before I go I wanted to write this
letter to you. All the thoughts and feelings that have been bubbling up
inside me are finally overflowing into this pen and I’m leaving this
letter for you so that you don’t feel that I’m putting you under any
great pressure. I understand that you will need to take your time trying
to decide on what I am about to say.<br />
<br />
I no what’s going on, Rosie; you’re my best friend and I can see the
sadness in your eyes. I no that Greg isn’t away working for the weekend.
You never could lie to me; you were always terrible at it. Don’t
pretend that everything is perfect because I see what’s going on. I see
that Greg is a selfish man who has absolutely no idea just how lucky he
is and it makes me sick.<br />
He is the luckiest man in the world to have you, Rosie, but he doesn’t
deserve you and you deserve far better. You deserve someone who loves
you with every single beat of his heart, someone who thinks about you
constantly, someone who spends every minute of every day just wondering
what you’re doing, where you are, who you’re with, and if you’re OK. You
need someone who can help you reach your dreams and who can protect you
from your fears. You need someone who will treat you with respect, love
every part of you, especially your flaws. You should be with someone
who can make you happy, really happy, dancing on air happy. Someone who
should have taken the chance to be with you years ago instead of getting
scared and being too afraid to try.am not scared anymore Rosie. I am
not afraid to try.<br />
<br />
<br />
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no what that feeling was at your wedding—it was jealousy. My heart
broke when I saw the woman I love turning away from me to walk down the
aisle with another man, another man she planned to spend the rest of her
life with. It was like a prison sentence for me. Years ahead without me
being able to tell you how I feel or hold you how I wanted to.<br />
Twice we stood beside each other at the altar, Rosie. Twice. And twice
we got it wrong. I needed you to be there for my wedding day but I was
too stupid to see that I needed you to be the reason for my wedding day.
But we got it all wrong.<br />
I should never have let your lips leave mine all those years ago in Boston.<br />
I should never have pulled away. I should never have panicked. I should
never have wasted all those years without you. Give me a chance to make
them up to you. I love you, Rosie, and I want to be with you and Katie
and Josh.
Always.<br />
<br />
Please think about it. Don’t waste your time on Greg, this is our
opportunity. Let’s stop being afraid and take the chance. I promise I’ll
make you happy.<br />
All my love,<br />
Alex<br />
<br />
Whoever thought those childhood dreams of running a hotel weren’t quite
beyond my grasp after all? It’s funny because when you’re a child, you
believe you can be anything you want to be, go wherever you want to go.
There’s no limit to what you can dream. You expect the unexpected, you
believe in magic, in fairy tales, and in possibilities. Then you grow
older and that innocence is shattered and somewhere along the way the
reality of life gets in the way and you’re hit by the realization that
you can’t be all you wanted to be, you just might have to settle for a
little bit less.<br />
<br />
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“I had a million plans. I knew what I was going to do. I had the next few years of my life all figured out.<br />
But what I didn’t know was that within a few hours all those plans would
change. Ms. Know-it-all didn’t quite know it all so much then.”<br />
<br />
Rosie: Well believe me Alex, there are certain kinds of silences that make you walk on air.<br />
Alex: That, I no.<br />
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Dunne I love you with all my heart, I have always loved you even when I
was seven years old and lied about falling asleep on Santa watch, when I
was ten years old and didn’t invite you to my birthday party, when I
was eighteen and had to move away, even on my wedding days, on your
wedding day, on christenings, birthdays, and when we fought. I loved you
through it all. Make me the happiest man on this earth by being with
me.<br />
<br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">(copy from: <a href="http://p-i-quote-book.blogspot.com/2014/07/where-rainbows-endlove-rosie-cecily.html" target="_blank">p-i-quot e-book</a>)</span>Journalisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02277433083072623418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2466773835942271936.post-47895727606116896612014-08-26T18:46:00.001+08:002014-08-26T18:46:29.962+08:00"All You Never Say" - BirdyAll you never say is that you love me so<br />
All I'll never know is if you want me oh<br />
If only I could look into your mind<br />
Maybe then I'd find a sign<br />
Of all I want to hear you say to me<br />
<br />
Are you uncertain?<br />
Or just scared to drop your guard?<br />
Have you been broken?<br />
Are you afraid to show your heart?<br />
<br />
Life can be unkind<br />
But only sometimes<br />
You're giving up before you start<br />
Journalisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02277433083072623418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2466773835942271936.post-81138769135048851682014-08-17T02:08:00.002+08:002014-08-17T02:08:23.261+08:00I find myself waiting<div id="post">
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I find myself waiting<br />
for a call from you, a text<br />
message, an email, a letter<br />
in my mailbox with a Vincent<br />
van Gogh stamp in the corner.<br />
I’m still waiting, still anticipating<br />
for the moment when you<br />
will bring me back into your<br />
life, or come back into mine.<br />
It’s been nine months since I have<br />
last heard from you. We went<br />
from being inseparable for three<br />
years to being complete strangers<br />
in a matter of minutes. What were<br />
we thinking when we thought<br />
that this distance between us<br />
could only make us stronger,<br />
only bring us closer together?<br />
We were fools in love from the<br />
very start, and now that we<br />
have reached our end I can<br />
still only see us as those hopeless<br />
romantics who are yearning<br />
for love like it was the only<br />
feeling that we ever needed<br />
to keep us from falling apart.</div>
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<em>"We may have been fools, but at least we were fools in love,"</em> - Colleen Brown</div>
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Journalisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02277433083072623418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2466773835942271936.post-2077663997746251672014-08-17T02:04:00.001+08:002014-08-17T02:10:09.951+08:00MaybeI know that you know that I still want this, still want you. If anyone happened to look in my eyes, they could see the same thing. They could see where I went wrong when I told you that there would never be enough love inside of my heart for the both of us. They could see those words laced in regret and a fire that has been created from dedication in hopes of getting you back. So when you look into my eyes I hope you can see where I went wrong and just how much energy I’ve used trying to make it right.<br />
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Did you really think that trying<br />
to remove my memory from <br />
your mind would really work? <br />
When you became a part of my <br />
life I became a permanent <br />
part of your body. I am inside<br />
of every limb, and you can<br />
try to scrub yourself clean <br />
of me but I can promise you <br />
that no amount of soap and water<br />
will ever free you from the effect<br />
that I had on your entire being. <br />
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Journalisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02277433083072623418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2466773835942271936.post-14709420118620125982014-08-14T10:00:00.003+08:002014-08-14T10:00:43.817+08:00AssalamualaikumFirst of all, alhamdulillah syukur. Result exam keluar hari ni, I'm so grateful that I passed all subject but kinda frust that I didn't get dean list. I was praying and hoping for that and I work very hard in able to get dean list. But maybe Allah have better plan for me, I believe in him. Mesti semua yang dia atur ni ada hikmah disebaliknya. Yes, I'm upset and down but thank you Allah, thank you. Alhamdulillah. Congratulation to all my friends we made it till the end. See you at graduation day! love :*<br />
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*sabar Liyana, sabar. Ada perkara yang lebih baik menunggu di hadapan. InsyaAllah.Journalisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02277433083072623418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2466773835942271936.post-39229751867362505722014-08-13T14:53:00.000+08:002014-08-13T14:53:45.234+08:00TawarJangan ditanya mengapa<br />
Kalau hati sudah tawar.Journalisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02277433083072623418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2466773835942271936.post-20043706629356181302014-08-11T14:36:00.001+08:002014-08-11T14:38:06.623+08:00Monday<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="225" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/mGgPl4VxTTM" width="400"></iframe>Journalisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02277433083072623418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2466773835942271936.post-57772876611795652872014-08-11T14:18:00.004+08:002014-08-11T14:18:51.884+08:00Give me a little bit of time so I can be just like you;<div style="background-color: white; color: #77787b; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 10px;">
In time I can also feel how you are feeling about me. In time I will also be able to pretend our 2 year relationship meant nothing. In time I can also flirt with whoever I want without thinking about you. In time I can also spend a weekend away to socialize with a group of people and not wishing you were there too. In time I can wonder about a new technology and not thinking about exploring it with you. In time, I will also be able to wonder ‘What if?’ when an attractive person is standing in front of me. In time, I will have absolutely no loyalty to you. In time, I can also be with someone new. In time, I will also be able to appear like a champion to you, how I have once convinced you to be mine and then smashed your heart into pieces but whats really going to happen is that in time, I will be able to forget about what you’ve done to me, forget about how we came from point A to B like it was a bad dream, and forgive you because I’ve completely forgotten all about you.</div>
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Journalisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02277433083072623418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2466773835942271936.post-2749631331300849962014-08-11T14:08:00.000+08:002014-10-28T18:13:25.051+08:00Confuse and ComplicatedSometimes I think of you and really miss you, and sometime I don't and I don't wanna know anything about you. I'm tired. I hate this mix feelings. I am so confusing and complicated, yes I know.<br />
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I'm not ready to give commitment, but yet I want to be loved. How's that? Pretty confusing huh. I like the relationship after I let you go, I mean we don't have any special relationship but deep in our heart we know the feeling is there and the way I can be myself around you, I can act silly, and laugh and joking with you. I love all that. But when it comes to a real relationship like a lover I feel uncomfortable and awkward. That is why I don't wanna continue this relationship, I'm happy like this and I know you're not. Men wanna have a real relationship so that people will know hey, that's my girl (this is what I'm thinking). I always think if we be lover now, later when we get married this relationship is going to be boring. Because we have figure out everything during the dating phase and know everything about each other. So I like to have a close friends kinda relationship then when the time comes and both ready in term of mental, financial, emotion, knowledge and everything then we just get married and we can do what ever we want.<br />
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So yeah, I'm sorry. I believe in Allah plan, always. And it's true "kalau jodoh tak kemana".Journalisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02277433083072623418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2466773835942271936.post-50096605019537834592014-08-09T00:23:00.000+08:002014-08-11T00:23:11.201+08:00My Raya :)This year raya at my dad's side in Kelantan. We did lts of activities there! and it was so much fun catch up with aunties, uncles and cousins! Macam-maca ada, open house, bbq, family day, buat ketupat, majlis berbuka puasa, kait buah-buahan, futsal and more! Alhamdulillah thank you Allah. :)<br />
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<br />Journalisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02277433083072623418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2466773835942271936.post-70819290929849777312014-08-08T23:40:00.000+08:002014-08-10T23:40:44.641+08:00Hello HelloAssalamualaikum,<br />
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Masih tak terlambat nak ucapkan selamat hari raya aidilfitri maaf zahir batin. So macam mana raya? Seronok? Fuhh lama gilaa tak update blog. Orang lain pun dah ramai tak berbelog ye dak. Tapi bagus juga, boleh luar perasaan kat sini. Tak de orang baca hehe. Duit raya tahun ni tak banyak pun dapat. Tak sampai 30 ringgit pun. Sedayyy.<br />
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Alhamdulillah through ups and downs I finished my study Bachelor in Business Management. Dia punya penangan final year dashat. Tapi syukur sangat semua berjalan dgn lancar. Orang cakap bersusah-susah dahulu kan. Tapiii sangat lah penat since tempat intern ialah retail store so cuti satu hari seminggu je. Timing pulak bukan office hours lagi laa penat, bila time off day kena jumpa advisor (lecturer). So entah bila time rehat nya tah. Pening dengan thesis lagi, correction correction correction! Haa pastu balik kerja malam pukul 10pm kejar train nk pegi Shah Alam sorang-sorang. Fuhh. Kalau nk cerita memang tak habis tapi mcm tu lah. Alhamdulillah bila presentation semua okay bejalan dgn lancar sekali. Advisor and second examiner pun sempoi je tak banyak cekadak so rasa legaa sangat. Banyak benda nak cerita ye la lama tak ber-blog. So nanti kalau tiba-tiba update pasal cinta-cintun tu buat-buat tak nampak je la.<br />
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Dah nama final year, tiba-tiba ada love story pulak akhir akhir ni. Hahaha :p Ceritanya panjang, tapi kita pendek kan. This guy was my classmate, so kitaorg pun keluar sama, cit chat lah and share interest everything. Time tu 2 weeks ke 1 week before study week. We like each other tapi tak de la so-called declare yg kitaorg ni boipreng girlpreng. Kira teman tapi mesra la, macam close friends. The relationship continue sampai lah part 6, but ada problem skit la. It's all about me, tak de kena mengena pun dengan dia. and the story to be continue... hahahha<br />
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Jadii, keada yang berpuasa 6, selamt berpuasa! Pada siapa yg buat open house tu jemput2 lah haha. Semoga selamat semuanya, take care ;)<br />
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1. If it feels wrong, don’t do it.<br />
2. Say “exactly” what you mean.<br />
3. Don’t be a people pleaser.<br />
4. Trust your instincts.<br />
5. Never speak badly about yourself.<br />
6. Never give up on your dreams.<br />
7. Don’t be afraid to say “no”.<br />
8. Don’t be afraid to say “yes”.<br />
9. Resist the need to always have control.<br />
10. Stay away from drama and negativity – as much as possible.<br />
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Now I start missing my friends, the memories we had back then and all the funny things happened I miss them. I think this is my best classmates ever, I mean during my diploma I have lots of friends and they are nice to me, they are helpful and macam-macam lah. But this time lain, dulu everybody have their own group and "puak" so we not mix around well. I do tapi kitaorg macam tak unite tau. But now, even though we have our gang, we still care of each other, help each other, gelak suka duka semua lah. I feel like I have another one big family. My guy friends pun sporting, and even some of us come from different state we still love and accept each other. I don't how to describe my feelings, when I said it, I mean it. So yeah people akan cakap alaa poyo la Liyana ni, macam la tak jumpa lepas ni bla bla bla. Tapi entah la, that's how I feel and yes again, I love you guys and I will miss you. :) Wish you guys all the best and success in life. Take care, macma biasa kawen jangan lupa jemput and don't forget me. Kalau selisih bahu tegur lah insyaAllah ingatnya. Hee Till then, will update later. Bye! Muah *flying kiss*<br />
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P/s: All the best for Finals! Break a leg! Dean list ye, amin ;)Journalisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02277433083072623418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2466773835942271936.post-80992734997900809302013-11-20T18:37:00.000+08:002013-11-22T18:37:45.654+08:00BilaBila Allah takdirkan pertemuan, mesti ada sebab yang tersimpan. Bila Allah aturkan perpisahan, mesti ada sebab yang Allah tetapkan. -UnknownJournalisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02277433083072623418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2466773835942271936.post-78908749919925965122013-11-11T23:24:00.003+08:002013-11-11T23:24:26.168+08:00SometimesDo you ever get in those moods when everything annoys you and you’re
just so irritated and nervous but you have no clue why, and you just
want to punch a hole in the wall and then break down in tears?<br />
<span style="font-size: xx-small;">(via thejetplane)</span>Journalisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02277433083072623418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2466773835942271936.post-29407487612841001422013-11-09T23:32:00.000+08:002013-11-11T23:33:22.534+08:00Keep this in mind<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Someday..Journalisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02277433083072623418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2466773835942271936.post-17091964008143536752013-11-07T10:02:00.000+08:002013-11-07T10:09:58.495+08:00What Hijrah means to you?Selamat Tahun Baru 1435H!<br />
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So what Hijrah means to you?<br />
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Hijrah berasal daripada perkataan "Hajara-yahajiru-uhjur" bermakna "tinggalkan" atau "menjauhinya" (tidak melakukan segala perbuatan keji). Firman Allah S.W.T yang bermaksud: "dan perbuatan dosa, tinggalkanlah! ( Surah Al-Muddathir:5)<br />
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To me Hijrah means you move form one point to another point to be a better person. Everybody makes mistakes so do I.<br />
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Macam mana nak start eh, okay dulu-dulu memang dari kecil pun mama and baba dah didik untuk tutup aurat, memang dari kecil sekolah tadika pakai tudung sampai la ni. Tapi ada la on off kan ala kecil-kecil mana nak lekat sangat tudung. Tapi bila darjah lima enam kalau keluar memang pakai tudung, cuma kalau keluar depan rumah tak la pakai kan. Bila naik sekolah menengah memang keluar rumah main dengan kawan-kawan pun pakai tudung. Tapi dulu pakai short sleeve pun tak kisah, tak rasa bersalah pun haha. Sekarang tudung tu memang alhamdulillah memang pakai selalu dan kalau nak pakai short sleeve tu mesti pakai cardigan or inner. Itu lah salah satu hijrah. banyak lagi perubahan pasal tutup aurat yang nak di perbaiki macam pakai anak tudung. I notice that what point pakai tudung tapi anak tudung tak pakai. Tu lah kelemahan saya. InsyaAllah akan diperbaiki. Next kadang-kadang tudung pendek, tak tutup bahagian hadapan and bawah dagu tak tutup so tu pun satu hal juga. Banyak betul benda tak tutup ni. Kaki, tak pakai stockin. Haii insyaAllah perubahan ni mengambil masa, I will try to improve my self from time-to time.<br />
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Social Network! Haa dulu kalau time Myspace tengah hot semua default picture nak yang hot hot je, nak yang cute-cute je. Sama la semua orang pun melalui benda yang sama. Kalau dulu selamber je upload gambar tak pakai tudung, tunjuk la rambut yang kononnye cantik haha :p rasa smart la gambar tu, walhal tak pun. Tapi alhamdulillah sekarang kalau nak upload semua gambar make sure tutup aurat. Maksudnya bukan lah tutup dagu, tutup kaki semua. Yang basic macam pakai tudung. Tak de lagi gambar-gambar yang tak pakai tudung. Kalau ada tu mungkin gambar lama and lupa nak delete. Sebenarnya dah lama cakap pada diri sendiri yang tak elok post gambar yg kita pakai baju cantik-cantik, gambar photoshoot lah, apa lah. Kalau kita upload gambar mesti lah kita suka gambar tu kan. Jadi somehow I feel eh tak baik ni orang tengok gambar kita yang kononnya cantik pastu post gambar pakaian yang kita rasa kita awesome bila dipakai. Kan benda tu membawa kepada riak :p I think la memang kita tak perasan tapi tu lah, ala macam kita nak show off kan padahal tak, just nak share je and mesti kawan-kawan kita ada yang terasa "cantiknya dia pakai baju tu" so dia rasa rendah diri, "cantiknya baju dia, mesti mahal, orang kaya boleh la" mesti dia rasa kecil hati sebab dia tak mampu. Macam blogger-blogger yang terlalu fashionista, rasa macam nak menunjuk pun ada padahal niat dia nk share tips fashion je. So benda-benda macam ni lah yang nak saya elak kan, walaupun tak de pun orang bercakap mcm tu cuma entah lah. Pastu gambar photoshoot, memang la cantik dah make up *kalau cantik la kan* and pakai baju yang cantik-cantik ada kadang-kadang nampak bentuk badan then upload rasa macam serba salah tapi tu la iman ni tak kuat syaiton pulak menghasut haih insyaAllah akan diperbaiki juga. <span style="font-size: xx-small;">*ya Allah teruk sungguh, tapi buat jugak tsk tsk tsk</span><br />
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Okay next masalah akhlak, alhamdulilah saya ni tak lah bermasalah sangat, so far okay. Jadi saya harap saya akan kekalkan diri saya yang mana baik lah, and yang mana tak baik tu kena improve lagi, be better especially as khalifah Allah. Dalam hati ni kan, dah lama terdetik nak pakai tudung labuh haha, bukan lah pakai tudung macam ustazah tu, tapi macam orang arab. Kan diorang pakai shawl tutup dada and labuh kan pakaian pun longgar tapi stylo je. Cuma it's up to us. Kalau kita kuat then apa yang kita nak jadi, tapi kalau kita fikir eh apa orang pandang aku nanti, macam mana aku nak fit in dengan kawan-kawan aku nanti, eh nanti mesti orang ingat aku skema and dah jadi budak baik, boleh ke aku geng dengan diorang nanti? Kalau imannya kuat semua tu tolak tepi dah. Tapi saya tak, masih berusaha ke arah itu insyaAllah. Tapi alhamdulillah sekarang pun dah okay dah, pakai tudung, pakai baju long sleeve, kalau nk short sleeve or sleeveless pakai inner or cardigan. Cuma kadang kadang tu pakaiannya terketat, tak cukup kain hehe :p InsyaAllah insyaAllah be better okay. Tak semestinya nak tutup aurat tu kena pakai jubah kan? Kalau kita tutup semua and tak menjolok mata then that's fine.<br />
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Hah karangan terus entry hari ni! Hahaha :p So ni assignment hari ini, saya tak la cakap saya bagus or baik sanagt, tapi saya sedang cuba memperbaiki diri yang jahil ni. Yang baik tu datang dari Allah yang tidak itu dari saya. WaAllahhuallam. Peace!<span style="font-size: xx-small;"> *gambar copy*</span><br />
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Journalisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02277433083072623418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2466773835942271936.post-55155970703721466922013-10-28T22:39:00.004+08:002013-10-28T22:39:33.987+08:00RandomHmm kalau dulu siapa ada baca post pasal crush kat uitm ni yg cheq duk suka tu, ha ni cheq nk habaq mai. Dia dah tunang!!! Adoii terkejut gilaa tgk gambar dia tunang, tak sangka! Tapi tak pe lah, tahniah dan semoga bahagia. Semester ni makin kerap pulak budak2 ni cakap pasal kawen. Ye la next sem dah nk praktikal then habis, pastu plan diorang kerja and kawen lah.<br />
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November ni kawan sekolah Seremban nak kawen. Wahh! Pastu tadi tengah makan, Tira cakap pasal nk tunang next year. What??!!! Seriously? I don't even have a partner wei haha lek lu! :p Dalam kelas pun lecturer asyik cakap pasal kawen. Agak stress la haha. Ada orang cakap elok cari pasangan sekarang, bukan apa nanti dah kerja susah. Mostly org dah ada girlfriend or dah nk tunang and kawen. Masa yang sesuai ialah sekarang, katanya. Tapi ingat senang ke, sekarang pun semua orang dah ada pasangan masing-masing hadoi. Kalau lah petik jari dapat kan senang.Macam tak sempat je nk cari sekarang, ada less than a year je lagi, pastu habis. Haa time tu la gelabah nak cari pasangan. Bila kat universiti manusia ramai tak usaha lebih. Bukan tak usaha, dah usaha cuma belum ada rezeki/jodoh lagi.<br />
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Rasanya semua orang punya flow sama je, lepas habis degree, kerja then tunang. Majority macam tu. Baik my crush, my senior, my friend, my cousin and lain-lain. Tapi ada je yang belum ketemu lagi pasangan. Kalau boleh nak follow time frame yang dah di set la kan. 25, 26 dah tunang or kawen. Orang cakap masa umur tu la cantik kawen, kalau kawen lambat nanti tak sempat nak main bola dengan anak hahaha. InsyaAllah ada tu Allah simpan yang terbaik untuk saya, amin. 25 or 26?? 3 tahun je lagi tu, tak lama dah. Cepatnya masaa!<br />
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Ya Allah kurniakan aku jodoh yang baik dan sempurna, amin. :)<br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">*Haa ni bukan assignment eh, ni celoteh kosong, since blog ni dah share dgn subject e-commerce so campur-campur lah. Buat-buat tak nampak je la post ni ye.</span>Journalisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02277433083072623418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2466773835942271936.post-51064899140920131602013-10-24T18:38:00.000+08:002013-10-26T19:45:39.974+08:003 Things you need the most if lost in an IslandI wish I can bring everything with me, like a Doremon haha but I can't. So if I lost in an Island three things I need the most are <br />
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1. Swiss Knife<br />
2. Solar & Rechargeable Torch Light<br />
3. Mirror<br />
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Why I choose those things because firstly knife is very important especially when you lost in a jungle. If I have knife I can cut small tree, plant, get some fruits or sembelih binatang ke. Ia akan jadi mudah, sebab boleh potong, ukir, jerat, macam-macam lah. It is advantage if you have swiss knife beacause it have many type of knife and stuff that related to it.<br />
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Next is Solar & Rechargeable Torch Light. This torch light you can either use battery and if you don't have you battery you still can use it by charge it on your own. Alaa macam solar torch light atau yang kita pusing pusing and dia charger pastu boleh guna. Then kalau habis lampu, pusing pemulas tu dia akan charge. Haa tak tahu nk panggil apa tapi benda tu lah. Hehe<br />
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Lastly is Mirror I think ia membantu sebab kita boleh nyalakan api guna cermin, kalau nk guna batu memang tak menyala lah ceritanya. So penting juga and kita boleh buat pantulan cahaya matahari so that orang boleh nampak cahaya bersinar-sinar kat bawah, kira macam "SOS" juga la.<br />
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So kaitan semua di atas dengan kehidupan selepas ni, bila dah habis part 5 ialah kita sentiasa kena bersedia walau apa pun. Baik dari segi mental or fizikal. Pertama sekali kena cuba benda baru and berani. Be confident. I know out there is very competitive and to many challenges. So I have to be ready and should be ready no matter what because the time will come, tak lama lagi dah intern so I have to try my best. Try learn as much as I can, bila dalam kehidupan benda yang paling penting ialah solat, doa dan tawakal. Minta padaNYA supaya dipermudahkan urusan insyaAllah semua akan okay dan berjalan dengan lancar. Keduanya make friends, mix around and jangan malu bertanya try to get as much knowledge as you can. Punctuality and be responsible is also important, and don't forget to respect people no matter what they do and who they are. So I will try to be what I've stated just now and insyaAllah I'll be fine doing my internship and whatever I do in life. InsyaAllah.<br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">(*assignment)</span>Journalisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02277433083072623418noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2466773835942271936.post-52048197161094011202013-10-12T22:48:00.000+08:002013-10-28T22:54:38.168+08:00Finally a Vacation!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Wohoo a trip to an island! </div>
Journalisthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02277433083072623418noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2466773835942271936.post-35420700685208848852013-09-28T20:26:00.001+08:002013-09-28T20:26:25.347+08:00Special for the ladies.Someone will always be prettier. Someone will always be smarter.
Someone's house will be bigger. Someone will drive a better car. Someone
will earn more. Someone will travel more. Just let it go. Take care of
yourself. Love yourself and your circumstances. The prettiest,<span class="text_exposed_show"> slimmest woman in the world may have sadness in her heart. The most
highly favored woman in your office may not be able to have children.
That married friend of urs might not be happy in her marriage.The
richest woman you know may have the car, the house, and the clothes -
but might be very lonely. So, love yourself. Love who you are right now.
Tell yourself "I am too blessed to be stressed." Be well. Be happy. Be
blessed. Pass this on to encourage another woman because, "To the world
you might be one person, but to one person you just might be the world". </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span class="text_exposed_show">*Mesej dari seorang muslimah. </span></span><br />
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