Takde tempat nak tidur. Macam biasa lah tidur atas kerusi. Flight duration to moscow tomorrow is 10 hours. siaplah nak tidur puas selepas tgk dua tiga movies (?)
Macam ni lah raya. sedih tahu.
Telah menyusahkan ramai orang. Nabila minta maaf mak teh, mak yang, dan mak su. Bukan nak jadi terlebih berani. Tapi nabila tahu, nabila tak boleh jadi too dependent kat org lain. and I know i can handle it.
Ampun ibu. for not telling you.
Serabut. Selalu susahkan orang lain.
Mudahkanlah perjalanan kami ya Allah.
Selamat Hari Raya again!
ps. kamu tahu perasaan itu, bila kamu kuatkan keyakinan kepada Allah bahawa Allah lah yang akan menjaga mereka yang jauh di mata? Perasaan di mana kamu yakinkan diri kamu bahawa tiada apa yang perlu dirisaukan sbb Allah ada menjaga mereka. Saya turun escalator di KLIA tadi dgn perasaan itu.
Our first iftar outing in langkawi. With my ohana (507 classmates) of course.
I definitely remembered the trip most of all. haha. For a reason.
We were wearing our outstanding orange in colour baju batik. i remember their excited faces enjoying the awesome evening view of langkawi. ^^
Seeing their happy faces looking at the rocky beach, i volunteered myself to take a picture of them. So i went down a tembok SLOWLY. and there you go, i slided for about 30 m. T_T
my classmates were like..in total silence.
HAAAAAAAA..sape berani nak gelak cakap ? lol. i was about to cry u know until i saw my other TWO friends were like also 'terdampar' on the rocks.
O_o?
*eh takkan dorang jatuh jugak? hoho. ade geng !
My other ohanas were shouting from above, "aynn! zazee! fiqa! are you guys okay?" waving at us.
ME : OKAY OKAY..except for my baju kurung! *looking at my LUMUT-ed baju kurung*
We climbed up the tembok and went straight to the 5-star rated toilet. like, seriously cantik. Lepas cuci-cuci baju batik yang ORANGE tu *wat do u expect? mestilah the lumut will still be there!*
i was ready to meet the whole rakyat of 507. aish the guys, sorang2 muka tahan gelak. takpe takpe. ;p
Bella Vista Hotel
and everyone knows what happened next. We ATE happily ever after :D
When we were back in maktab after the iftar, i went to the toilet again to finish my 'cleaning' session. oh this time, it was not a 5 star toilet :p
On my way to the toilet, CAK ! he popped out from his classroom. alah, u know who.
him : kenapa comot ni ayn?
me : ayn jatuh tadi. long storyyy. :(
him : oh, alhamdulillah ok. tell me the whole story nnti.
me : okay okay. ayn pg dulu.
*ps. that was how he spelled my name. fyi.
ceit. cerita lama. wekk.
Semoga mereka sentiasa berada di bawah jagaan dan rahmat Allah selalu. bila nak reunion? insyaAllah :)
cikgu physics fav <3
selling donuts !
this song reminds me of you guys. sape lagi kalau bukan fats yang suruh dengar lagu nie ? :D
It is so hard when i have to and so easy when i want to.
so again, this may sound cliche, IF THERE IS A WILL, THERE IS A WAY.
i have to do this --> i WANT to do this.
then it will be a whole lot easier.
ps. let's become a possibilitarian ! :D
pps.
ppps. reading again my chicken soup book which is very inspiring. heh. dulu bace buku tu takde perasaan pun. mengapakah. oh btw, tis book helped a lot in doing my spm essays 3 years back :)
Damn, I miss it...
The time when you looked so beautiful,
When, the cover you wear was long enough,
When, your words were carefully spoken,
When, your dress was so modest,
While in the real arena you were such a ferocious lioness, a real mujahidah,
I love that time, I love you just the way you are.
Damn, I miss it...
When you are not trying to look beautiful, you are,
When you quickly put your cover down when the winds blew it hard,
When you take another route just to avoid the opposite group,
I miss to see that calm sweet face,
I miss it when your face saddened by the reminders of God,
And I love you just the way you are.
Damn, I miss it...
When I tried to steal a look at your face,
I see tears rolling out with your hands up, praying,
When you deviate the gorgeous grey eyes away the moment yours met mine,
When you take no single glance at me when we pass by each other,
I love the way you talk to me, such composure and grace,
I love when your heart was so fragile to the Holy Words,
I love that time, I love you just the way you are.
But now, I don't know what I am feeling,
The love is starting to fade, or what?
Jealous? Dissapointment? Hope?
I don't know...
It hurts me a lot, it's silently killing me inside.
Every single time I saw you in that apparel,
Every single time I saw you mingle freely without boundaries with the opposites,
Every single moment I saw that words coming from your precious lips,
Please, this is not the girl who I'd known before,
But still, remnants of my love are still there, I'm sure!
I really want you to be my company in this perilous journey,
I really want you to be at my side, sharing love and care,
I really want you to be the mother of my children,
I really want you to be my guidance to His Love,
Even death cannot do us apart, because we will reunited in God's Glorious Gardens.
But girl, please! I really love you just the way you are at that time, The time when you looked so beautiful, When I saw you at that time, There's not a thing that I would change, Cause' you are amazing, just the way you are, The way of a Muslimah.
-taken from iluvislam. somehow i think this article is very interesting.
ps. 2 years already? ya Allah i almost forget his voice :(
pps. i personally think the pic above is really cute.
