mirpof

Friday. There he is, approaching 40 and preaching about what's in his name. Time. We are all bounded by the most magical matter of all. Time. It's the witness of faults and truths, the evidence that proves. Time. It changes you, changes me, changes us. Time. Time. it's magical, mysterious and sacred, controlled only by the Greatest Power. Allah S.W.T. no matter what year or age. all that I want is to be a better person. Ameen. and I thank Allah for having someone I can always look up to. Happy Birthday brother. (though I know, not so much of your thing wishing birthday and all..hee)

If Claudia Ghandi ended up having a garden which she could walk on forever, which in reality she never does since she'd be dead before 'forever'... I prolly already have my own several botanical gardens that supply all sorts of flowers all over the world which is abundantly profiting by it's continuous production all year round. I could be so rich that my wealth would be a great privilege to my great great great grandson, if it'd somehow properly managed by his father who'd potentially turn out to be the son of my son's son.  Sadly, regardless whoever crosses my mind or frankly speaking 'I think about'... my brain doesn't seem to produce any flower, neither that my mum's orchids seem to bloom. all that I got is some sort of mutated brain cells which I can't quite figure out what sort of mutant they are since I didn't do biology when I was in high school. Anyway, I did like Cyclops in X-men albeit, Wolverine is still the coolest of th...

Sebuah kapal terbang baru saja melewati langit pagi yang tenang di perkampungan Mengkuang. Terbangnya teramatlah rendah, boleh kata lebih kurang 40 meter dari paras bumi. Menurut si Talhah yang obses dengan kapal terbang semenjak kecilnya (skrg bawa lari kamera aku menunggu jika kapal terbang itu lintas lagi), jenis kapal terbang tersebut ialah F/A-18 Hornet. tak tahulah boleh percaya atau tak budak tu. Malaysia dahla ada 8 buah saja jet tu, apa benda dia nak buat dekat sini.... oh, tapi berdekatan Teluk Air Tawar memang ada lapangan latihan tentera udara.  F/A 18Ds Hornet Teringat, kecil-kecil dulu selalu la jugak perasan kapal terbang terbang rendah, berlatih agaknya... tapi rendah sungguh terbangnya tadi... bak kata Dihyah 'bihsiinnnggg '. Getus hatiku pula "patut saman ja depa ni, mengganggu ketenteraman awam sungguh, terkejut kot tadi. Kalau ada baby tengah lena, mesti jaga" Namun, sejenak, ditamu pulak sekelumit rasa ngeri di sudut hati. Terbayang mereka ...

It's a part of our fitrah that we are drawn to beautiful objects/sights. in fact, Allah is beautiful and He loves beauty. It's a part of being women, that we want to be pretty, wear fashionable clothes, have healthy skin, put on pretty make ups and have a great body. I'm not so much into high-ends fashion and stuff, do mix and match all the times rather than trying to keep up with the trend, pretty ignorant sometimes... but I believe I have sound judgement when it comes to physical appearance, that includes, what-you-wear... I refuse to say 'fashion' as I said, I'm rather ignorant. I always feel like it's an honor when people ask for my opinion about what they are wearing. Almost every member in the family does that once in while. I also give out opinion even when they don't ask, and they always welcome my views with open arms which makes me feel so happy and appreciated. I may not be that stylish or fashionable myself, but I always try my best not...

Just got back from Teluk Bahang, left my shoe there, hoping a mermaid prince will find it, pick it up and come to find me. It would be nice to live underwater as a mermaid. ho yeah, I still believe in fairy tale. boo hooo... kidding. not that stupid yo. haha. I believe we are responsible for our own happiness as much as I believe Cinderella purposely left her glass shoe. Things don't work the same for everyone though.  What about, have a little faith and follow your heart? and always, always.... always remember, Allah knows best. =)

it's a continuous struggle... 

Kadang-kadang bila tgk cerita org miskin, ala-ala bersama mu… kesian pun ada, menyampah pun ada. Bukan nak belagak, saya bukan org kaya, budak kampong hidup sederhana, skrg hidup pun mengharapkan org tua… belum ada kerjaya yang sempurna. Cuma terlalu byk juga cerita yg kedengaran dan reality yang kelihatan membuka mata dan minda. Malang. Sesetengah manusia diuji dgn kemiskinan. Rumah buruk. Duit tak ada. Tapi yg aku peliknya, kadangnya miskin, lepas itu tak ada pekerjaan. Ok. Tak kerja langsung. Duduk nganga mengharap ehsan manusia, anak-anak tak mampu disekolahkan. Ada yang kelahiran tak mampu didaftarkan. Kalau dah tak ada kelulusan utk kerja kerajaan, usahalah kearah lain. Duduknya di kampong, ambillah upah cuci rumah ka, tak pun tanamlah sayur, belalah ayam ka… buat lah kuih jual. Jgn la duduk goyang kaki buat muka sedih dekat pintu saja. Masalahnya diaorg ni bukan cacat atau kurang upaya. Kaki tangan sempurna. Haish, tak faham. Kotor. Ada suatu kawasan ni di negeri utara tanah a...

I get a free hug almost everyday. I get a hug from a cute little girl who likes to say 'alaa tomei tomei tomei' when she watches Garfield. This girl can stay up until 2-3 am in the morning watching cartoon... drinking cold ice tea and eating bahulu. Her dad called her Garfield for always lazing around, watching tv. She speaks American english, but very lazy to read. She cries if you forced her to study, albeit getting no. 1 in her class. She is also lazy to speak.  If you asked her too much, she'll say 'I don't knowwww... ' until you force her to answer....  then she'll say something, which always begin with 'oh yeah, I remember' What a weird little niece I have... living in her own small world. Ibtihal.