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Assalamualaikum wrbkth…
Sidang jumaat yang dirahmati sekalian…
Ehhh.. tertulis pula apa yang kedengaran dari corong masjid berdekatan… ya kaum Adam sekalain, silalah kalian ke masjid segara… (bagi kawasan yang sudah masuk waktu solat fardhu zohor)… khatib sudah mahu memulakan khutbah…
Ah, sudah seminggu di tanah air… What more can I say… happiness is eating mum’s cook! Ahaha… well, it’s not just about food… it’s about seeing those faces… faces that I’ve been missing for a whole year… It’s good to be home… =) It’s good to be close to those who you love and love you…
Hari tu sebelum balik, ada plan nak kerja… herm..it turns out that I’m a bit sick right now… also, my brother suggested that instead of going to work… I should stay home and write… tapi nak tulis apa? Novel? Ahaaa… I lost count of how many times I’ve tried… well, I haven’t given up..it’s just that… I don’t feel like writing such at the moment… cerpen? Drama? Ahhha…tak tahulah…
Lack of inspiration? Ohh, for God sake… I have too many indeed… I’m easily inspired, seriously… especially by those who are close to me… and it motivates me even more when my inspiration writes about me… haha…
Anyways, I should keep on trying…
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Throughout our lives, we encounter many and many choices… and in many occasions, we only stand a chance to decide upon a matter… opportunity rarely strikes twice…whenever we decide upon one thing, we renounce other chances… it always scares me to decide… but not to decide is also a decision, a stupid one!... ahaa… and as a muslim, we are even taught to ‘istikharah’… It convinces your heart upon any decision that you made…
Once we decide upon a matter… We plan and act upon the decision… but a muslim heart must always remember that Allah is the Master Planner of all things…
Oh, my big brother has just come to my room… staring at me oddly and said “awat adik makin huduh? Dulu kecik-kecik comel sikit” sampai hati dia! Humph! Lepas tu ajak org makan nasik… ok… babai~

Comments

JelinaJoli said…
awat, dia makin hensem ka? huhu
December 27, 2009 at 12:54 AM
Unknown said…
dia makin boooolat... haha
December 27, 2009 at 11:57 AM
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