words

"There are some people who could hear you speak a thousand words, and understand nothing.

And there are others who will understand you -- even without you speaking a word."

- Yasmin Mogahed

p.s. But sometimes I purposely speak a million words, 

     so that people will not understand me.

Dear you,

"You are a diamond.

 The greatest rock ever.

Some things might cut you, or even

break you into pieces.  But come what may,

I know you will shine through

your way."

The end to my 6-year course of hardships and joy

On the 18th of November, my 6-year siblings and I 

have finally graduated! :)

It was indeed a happy day. Not merely because we got to be on the stage for a few seconds to receive the empty scroll and got to wear the fancy IPG robe, mostly because we finally got to see each other again after 6 long month :) We shared stories and laughters, we got to hear bunch of good news and see lots of changes in each other (makin lawa? makin tinggi? naahh... in terms of status I mean, heee. Some are married, engaged, and even pregnant! weeee ^^).

I didn't get to take lots of pictures. So..... yeah..

 With Datuk Hyder and Datin Aufa

Lil brother

 Love, love, love :)

 The graduates (read: love) ;)

Us. 6 years and counting :)

Oh. We were featured in the Malaysian newspaper on the very next day ;)

"Nda rugi kita tunggu Puan Salmah." 

Lol.

Despite all the fun moments, there're things that I regret. Like not bringing a small bag where I can put all my important stuff like lipbalm, handphone, and foooodddd; unable to take lots of pictures with friends cause my phone is lousy and not smart enough; and the highlight, didn't get to meet Michael and Katy.

But.. yeah.. lesson learnt. I will make sure Im more than prepared next time. God willing :)

p.s. Earlier that day, I suddenly experienced short term memory loss. I forgot how to smile naturally. And so I smile... awkwardly.

Like this...

(Pity the girl next to me who's smiling all bright and looking happy)

Heart

'When two hearts are connected, the pain that begins in one heart, ends up in the other'

- Yasmin Mogahed

Sometimes, you just wonder how it all started. Love, I mean. When did one actually begin to love someone; when did the two hearts agree to share mutual affection and to take care of one another. 

I guess, if one were to ask me when did I start loving him/her, I might not know what to answer. 

But perhaps, it all started when I first said it to you, that I love you, and I would do anything to take care of you, and try my best to always be there for you, in joy and in pain. 

:)

P.s On a different note, just to add on your general knowledge, I m a shy person.
Real shy. And saying 'I love you' to my parents and siblings is I guess the hardest
thing to do (cause we are one cool family and we didnt say it directly in words. Lol).
And so I said my first 'I love you' to them, on the phone, when I was in the UK.
Yet it doesnt mean I only began to love them since, I have loved them wayyy before
heee.. :)

#lamejoke: if you were to count the words, it seems like my p.s is longer than the real content. Anddd... this might be the longest p.s you've ever read in your entire life. Lol.

starting anew

Someone compared me with babies the past few days. 'I'm cuteee and adooorable like a babyyyy!!' ISN'T what I am trying to say here. Its just that I guess its a sign for me to start fresh and anew, with my blog (konon).

All previous posts are kept hidden cause people might reread them and subsequently I might die of embarrasment.

Truth is, I never think of keeping this blog anymore. But thanks to this one special lady whom I dearly love, I decided to start writing again ;)








P.s The story mentioned earlier (baby thingy) perfectly shows how lacking in ideas I am, and how bad I am at writing an introduction. Lets just hope for more great things to come so i can write them here, and keep this blog alive :p