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yay! I'm spoiled >.< These girls really know what I like. now, I feel like putting up a cupboard of miniature display... =)

Remember I once blogged about my red-polka-dots umbrella. Today, I went to the class ignoring my desire to ponteng. I realized that, the more I locked myself in, the more stressful I get. Going to class at least makes me feel more like myself. So in trying to be so-called more prepared, which I rarely am, I checked the weather forecast before I went out and according to it, it would rain today… so I brought that sweet red umbrella. After breaking my fast with some friends, I went for maghrib at the uni musolla… it was really cold outside, so before I left the musolla, I stuck my hands in my coat pocket… (oh yeah, I keep buying gloves and mittens but close-to-never wear them)..hence forgetting my umbrella. It’s the 'tongkat' type so you have to carry it with your hand rather than chucking it in your bag. That’s not the end of the story… I hence went waiting for a tram to go to ICV (a hot spot for taraweh in Melbourne).. and the moment I realized that I ...

1. Everyone makes mistakes… it’s either you can spend the rest of your life regretting or, you can put your best to make it right. Allah loves those who try. 2. Past is past… none could be done to bring them back. Future is uncertain, leave it up to Allah… what matters most is the present… but if you are screwing up your present, you might as well doing it to your future… so, do your best at this very moment and leave tomorrow to Allah… tie the camel, and then tawakkal. 3. It’s no point to keep blaming yourself for a mistake that you’ve done. Ask for forgiveness and repent…. And move on. 4. Do not harbor grudge on anyone… it’ll only make your life miserable. Let go and forgive. A forgiving heart is indeed beautiful. 5. Be patient. “the difference between love and pain is time”… so be patient. The day will come when pain was just a vague memory at the back of your mind. And you will , by Allah wills… laugh again. Patience is a shining glory, remember? 6. Remember that Allah kn...

::one thing that I always wanted to do, is to read you poetries.... now that I know that the day will not come, I hope you will listen to this =) ::

Aku sebuah R&R…sebuah tempat henti rehat persinggahan ramai yang dalam perjalanan ke destinasi tertentu… Ramai yang suka berhenti padaku, terutama mereka yang dalam perjalanan jauh… ada yang berhenti untuk makan dan minum, bersolat ataupun semata untuk ke jamban… antara yang berhenti, ada yang memuji, ada yang mengkeji… yang memuji, suka akan makanan sedap-sedap belaka yang terjual… kalau pun tidak makan… gembira saat meninggalkan ku kerana telah beroleh sebuah kerehatan… Namun nasib ku si R&R… pelbagai manusia datang mengunjungi, berkereta mewah mahupun berbas sekolah… semuanya… akan pergi… yalah, tiadalah yang mahu berumah di R&R kerana masing-masing punya destinasi ditujui… Alangkah… alangkah aku mahu menjadi sebuah rumah… tidak perlu menjadi rumah mewah, tetapi yang sederhana dan punya penghuni yang bukan sekadar tiba dan berlalu seusai masa… tetapi menjadikan aku destinasi hari… ke mana pun ia pergi.. bersiar ke kota indah dan mahligai mewah, rumahnya tetap di hati… ...

Say hello to silence. I talk too much. I need to learn how to shut up and listen.  Syhhhh… keep quite kiambang.

I love beauty and I always want to be beautiful… I envy people with beautiful faces and beautiful smiles… but soon I realize, nothing is ever more beautiful than a beautiful heart…  O’ my dear Lord, I wish upon You to bestow upon me a beautiful heart which will give birth to beautiful actions… and leads me to the most beautiful place… a place where everyone is a beauty… a place next to you, My Oft-Beautiful Lord.

"I wish upon You, O dear Lord... that I will not hasten what You have postponed and postpone what You have hastened"

When I wish for things I never wished... p/s: Thank you Mas.... You do know what I like very well....... yay! bertambah koleksi miniature... ngehngeh...

(tajuk macam dah mati) First of all, I would like to wish Ramadhan Al-mubarak to all my brothers and sisters… kat sini puasa esok… may this ramadhan be the best ramadhan ever! When I was young, growing up seems so exciting… looking up at university students… They seem so respectable…and I imagined being 20s is so cool, you can be pretty… you have freedom to fly to where bout that you want, you will know so many things… matured but young… haha… but now I’m in my 20s… I’m neither cool nor pretty… and I know so little about life… I still behave like a little girl… crying over nonsense… throwing tantrum every now and then… maturity is a big question… and of course, knowing that what makes a respectable person is not just his/her tertiary education… the thought just dwindled away. But indeed, I’m very grateful with my life. Alhamdulillah… at least, I’m doing something positive and beneficial… I’m not patrolling the street late at night and hoping into strangers car for some money…...

Orang ketegaq ni susah terpengaruh dengan cakap org... hampa kata pi lagu mana kat dia, kalau di rasa dia nak buat mcm tu.. macam tu la jugak...jd kalau dia dah buat keputusan tu, susah sikit la nak ubah pendirian dia... tp bila mai benda bentuk nasihat... org pesan sampai bebuih mulut pun dia bukan nak dengaq... kdg benda tu mmg sah sah tak brapa kena, diaaaaa nak buat cara dia jugak... pastu hingaq kat diri sendiri, padan muka. sekian, sesi kata kat diri sendiri

My friend suggested that I should change my blog name… well, I should have said, she dared me to change it… haha… It’s something I’ve been wanting to do, but I had no idea what it should be… WHY? Hrmmm… ANAK DEKA meant to be different. When I started blogging not so long ago.. I didn’t want this blog to be very personal like it is now. Since the tiger is not roaring anymore, it shouldn’t be called a tiger. And its chirping every now and then… it could be a bird! Ish, apa aku merepek ni! Anyway, thanks for the suggestion. There is a meaning to the name, which not everyone could comprehend… yay!

People say, you shouldn’t change yourself because of someone else. But what if, the change makes you a better person… don’t we all want to be a better person? I don’t really live on the notion ‘be yourself’ which always leads to some sayings like "well, this is me..." "this is who I am.." what if the 'me' is not a good thing? would you still consider a bad character as a part of you?… how do you know which part of you is really you? And what makes you think that way? I believe that, throughout life, no one stays the same… at least there will be some physical changes… and physical changes do affect one’s lifestyle… it is something you cannot prevent… However we can control how it happens… right? Plus, we don’t change ourselves out of the sudden… well, yeah, it could come from within… but, it is a rule of thumb that we human need some motivation to instigate an action. A person, or an event could be the reason to change… but the purpose of any sort o...

I have an imaginary vase, where I used to put the flower of solace. Oh, how it used to console me during my time of despair. Anyway, recently, the vase was broken. How it happened was a mystery. But I remember the night before I discovered the pieces. I sleep-walked and in my dream I was catching flying petals. It was a very strange dream indeed. So since the very vase was broken, I thought of purchasing a new one… sadly it is one of its kind.. I could search the world but I know that there is no other vase like that… what makes it even worst is, I couldn’t glue the pieces together… trust me, no glue would ever work on this vase. So I got two options now, either to mould it and make a new one out of it… this is very difficult indeed and the molded version may or may not be the same… or I shouldn’t be bothered about it…just purchase a different one instead… After all, it’s just an imaginary vase. And it’s the flower that matters. ....right? ... :: I plan to do...