so, alhamdulillah.

when i start to hit the keyboard; feel like, nothing to be spread down here. every time.

i liked to note about my job, how sucks it sometimes are, but then, i heard from anyone else, their life are so much more sucks; like 5000 times sucker than mine. 
so, Alhamdulillah.

i liked to tell my nervousness of; hey ***, when will you replied me either i get the job or not? mannnnnnnn, i am waiting like a forever here. then, i think, i should be content, on what i have had been hire now. it is not actually bad, it pays me enough. imagine how many people out there left jobless? 

so, Alhamdulillah.

i liked to note about my love, how it give a huge punch, no, it such a whole in the heart, but yeah then, i heard, someone was dumped in a totally horrible situation more sucker than in movies are. hahaha 

so, Alhamdulillah.

i liked to note about my initial intention of buying properties like a, house, maybe, but oh come on, it worth like a hell expensive. so maybe, i will leave the think tank to my future partner, maybe we can share, or maybe only just him can afford haha, but of course, the plan will eventually be real when the right-he is arrived too. 

so, Alhamdulillah.

i liked to be trained to be more understood-able or more sensitive with the feeling of someone towards me. so that, i will not be hearing the same old cliché words of; 

sebenarnya, dari dulu lagi aku suka kau, tapi kau …….. . 

okay, this one is so crap! so out of the relevant league is not it? ^____^

i liked to have child. rrrrrrrr.. since it seems like marrying the right-man in this nearly time is impossible, i guess i have to adopt a child, yeah. no, maybe it will wait for a year when my earned worth to raise a child. seriously. haha 

i liked to complete a health cycle of sleeping hours now. but i cannot, but i guess i have to try.

BECAUSE it is Monday tomorrow. 
so, Alhamdulillah.


my english is a crap yeah, i am still alive. haha

hello

hey blog =)
i am not dead.
just that my lappy is dying.


hey blog =)
i am not dead.
just that my double jobs is occupy-ing the time.


hey blog =)
i am not dead.
and still i do not have a lover; ouh do not you worry about that.


hey blog =)
i am not dead.
i am soo sorry i finally have another private blog.


hahaha.
i am sorry.
saya busy kumpul duit.
bai.

why should we thank a cheap sale

BELONGING by SAMEEM ALI

MAGPIE by JILL DAWSON

because it helps to get myself at least two books and on the same time i didn’t have to bother with my savings. :D

it costs RM5.00 for each; at Carrefour Alamanda, Putrajaya.

so he made his confession.

i seemed has lot to spread down here but always, i don’t have a gut to do that. started with somebody who extremely made his confession about how he falls for me. i didn’t get chocked, i was been in controlled.

the best thing about him that i’ve shortly learned was that he is the man who don’t prior ego on the first move. come on, he is a male. and every male that i knew has always put ego on their first move. but this man is different.

he says whatever he wanted to say.

how he falls for me is something that he can’t explain it well to my face. but i am glad; much appreciate the way how he sees in me. i always wanted to know, what is in me that make people fall for. ouh yeah, i don’t have that fabulous look, skinny (but now not really on the belly), tanned and everything that just normal.

he is a couple year younger than me, which i don’t give a fuck on that.
since the day he made his confession and till now, i still remain in chill. try to not give him hope and asked him to believe in fate.

oh man, i think being 25 years old by this year make me losing my sense of excitement.


euqifar, thanks.

living a life. random.

what friend is for you? shoulder to sob on? so now what, no saddest stories to be told then?
rudely, i seemed ignoring someone who once before cared about me then ironically, i, had has been ignored back by someone i cared. see, life is all about karma.

to you, i am sorry if i happen to abandon you friends. i never mean it. i have no life-stories to be shared with you. i am living a bored life and i am afraid if i tells too much about it, it will wasted your time of life which is so much better to be concerned more than about nothing-me.

.

there was a thought of some peoples out there; on the longer we waited for something that we hardly wanted, the sweetest will the results give.

once, i was started to think the same way on my mind but then i shut it down, peoples suppose not to picture all the good things will always happen on the future.

lucky is always impossible.
luck comes after the hard days.

so i wonder, when i will be given that lucky day even i never face the really hard days before. living up with my parent’s still, when i am in the year of too old to stand by my own feet, does that means no fuss to be scared off? thanks to me, i still have a brain, a heart to feel so much ashamed, being supported by my family while i suppose to get my own life now.

that is it.
that is what the problem is.

sound hard days for you, honestly?
dear Allah my Lord always, make things easier for me, i beg.

.

what is love meant to you? i am a loser and always not have the satisfying answer. i keep thinking about the same person since three, four, ah maybe five years ago. the hardest, almost impossible thing, to forget is; no one ever wants to have me like the way he did. what if i just accept him at that moment, will i be happy now?

hey turning back time is always fcuked me up.
' eight ' more days to come, will he remember?

.

no. enough.
i always have voices to hold my back, whispering me some words, blowing strength.
at least it makes believe, every thing happens for a reason. always do.

.

sorry.

affair

once i had an affair with two;

1.
the man who keep teasing me until only i had a chance to defend myself by just covered my turn-to-red-face, will stay.

while,

2.
the other man who make me always feel pampered but with suspicious, will go.

the leaving thing is bothering me more.
i am sorry for myself to feel sudden sorrow, after he said his last goodbye.

ops, hold on there,
i guaranteed myself confidently,
that is not love or maybe he is just my place of call,
or, maybe,
i am so lonely and so soft to face the abandonment.

MAYbe!

whoa

Coca Cola = Huggies = River Island
Mc Donalds = Clinique = Disney
Donna Karan New York = Starbucks = Gap
Garnier = Perrier = Kotex
Sanex = Ja Malone = Lancome
Libbys = Tchibo = Loreal
Marks & Spencer = Kleenex = Maybelline
Nestle = Vittel = Revlon
= Wonderbra =

* no more Mc D? it will be the hardest sacrifices that i ever have to do.
* no more minum MILO anda jadi seeehattt dann kuatttt!

That is a list of brands we have found out donate money to ISRAEL.
We need to stop buying from them in order to cripple the ISRAEL economy. It may seem like a small thing to do but it is a start. (to destroy them!)


.those texts received by SMS from abah.

just because

i have my right to remain in silent.
rather than i;

said something deceits or words that might hurt at last.

i just
wanted to be honest,
with all i have.

so please. do not push and,


be content.

something was eating me

eating me?
sure. it is nothing to do with something we called love.

somebody from my past life, came to my life, now.
we meet, and we get in talk.
he seemed getting so excited (as i see; his unstoppable speech coming from his mouth).

and, after few minutes get held in conversation, he asked for my phone number.
ok. i just, gave him my number (with the sake of; meeting 'old friend' ?)

then, he,
suddenly,
asked about my LOVE's life.

hey mister.
it is too soon.


i just do not like it that way.


note to puan nurul afinie;
hey. saya tidak boleh tinggalkan komen di entri anda. frustnya.
btw, hijau bukan lagi wedding theme saya. lalala~