Leaving On A Jet Plane

All my bags are packed and I'm ready to go...

I'm off for a vacation tomorrow.

Good bye, Malaysia!

See you in a week, don't miss me okay? ;)

Setback

Difficult time ahead.

At the moment, my mind goes blank.

But I know every cloud has a silver lining.

It's time for a change of scenery, I guess.

Thankfully, a much needed break is on the way.

About A Friend

One of my beloved friend turns 18 (plus 10) today. After 7 years of knowing each other, I've realized that we've never gaduh-gaduh. Maybe there were minor disagreements but we never had a full blown confrontation and never had a not-speaking-to-each-other moment. She's one of the nicest and funniest friend. Although she has tons of other friends, she always tried her best to be there for me. Her kindness and emotional support during my tumultuous time last year will never ever be forgotten.

ROSE IS A FLOWER, THAT STAYS FOR AN HOUR.
BUT YOUR FRIENDSHIP HAS THE POWER
THAT WILL STAYS FOR EVER

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY BELOVED FRIEND. MAY ALLAH BLESS YOU.

p/s luv ya, mwah mwah mumumumuwwwwaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Soon Baby, Soon

In the spirit of the upcoming trip with my beloved friends, I came up with the new header.

Gloomy Is Not My Middle Name

A friend from college had complained that she's tired reading the gloomy stuff that I wrote in this blog. Yeah, I guess she’s right. Any strangers who came across this blog would think that I'm full of melancholy. Huhuhu...

The problem is that I blog when I'm feeling down. Hence, the gloomy entry. Sorry, Zaa hehe

Some of you might asked, What ever happened to the promised entry that I spoke of before?

The truth is, I'm stuck half-way. Zaa, I know you had asked me to share that half-written part so that I'll have the motivation to continue my story. But I dunnolaa..

So anyway, I'm thinking joining my house mate's swimming class. But a fully-covered swimming attire is so freaking expensive!

I have a new hobby that requires sewing. I'm loving it!

And I think chic-lit is a genre that discriminating certain type of women. The protagonist will always be the one with great job and good look. So far I never read about a 5-pounds overweight account clerk who lives with a senile grandmother as the main heroine. Tsk tsk. Maybe I'm too cynical, too bored with cliches but enough of chic-lit. Switching back to murder/mystery fictions.

It's raining heavily outside and the winds are so strong. They made a spooky sound that you could always hear in horror movies. So cool!


I'm off for now. Be good people.

I Will Remember You, Will You Remember Me?

4 years ago...

He was the only guy that I feel comfortable talking to. He didn’t change a bit when I told him that we couldn’t be more than just friend. Even if I was annoyed with his jokes sometimes, he never failed to make me smile at the end. He was patience with my emotional tantrums and my whining. He was everything a good friend could be.

I still couldn’t believe that he’s gone. He never said goodbye. I never had the chance to ask for forgiveness, to say thank you for being my friend and to tell him please don’t leave me. There’s a large hollow in my heart right now and it hurts too much. I tried to re-read Message Archive in Yahoo Messenger, to remember back everything he said to me. It hurts even more.

May Allah bless his soul and forgive him. Al-Fatihah…

In Loving Memory
Mohd. Nazib Zawawi
16 Jan 1980 – 28 March 2005

It has been 4 years and yet it feels like yesterday.

My memory is not as faithful to you as it used to be, but sometimes it still feels like I live in the shadow.

I miss you dearly.

Hang In

At first I wrote a long entry about the recent complications of my health. When I re-read it again, it seems that I sounded whiny and ungrateful. There's a lot of sufferings in this world which are more worse compared to mine. So let’s talk about something mundane and obscure.

Out of curiosity and the free tickets offered by someone, I went to the so called first weekly concert of this one particular reality tv show. Thus, I missed seeing MANure Utd. got slaughtered by Liverpool!

Anyhoodle, my seat was so damn near the stage but nothing to boast about the concert even though I saw a lot of celebrities that night. I’m refraining myself from bitching about that attitude of some of them who were “bajet famous la tu” but I love, love, love watching broadcasting people at work. It’s all about timing.

Light up, light up
As if you have a choice

Oklah, that’s the update for now. Things will get better for me, and for you too. Ta.