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I guess the more we think about it, the harder it seems to realise. The question I myself put forward is the one that's hindering me from moving on. Oh, my fellow Malaysian....please tell me What is really our identity? When Malaysia is mentioned, what's the first image that comes across your mind? other than food? What sort of pictorial quality and tangible idea should I look at, without being socially bias of course? I mean, songket is too Malay, Bak kut teh is too Chinese and Sari is too Indian. Is there any cultural element that really belong to all of us. (jangan ckp 1Malaysia boleh tak?) This is difficult. T.T

Life can be pretty funny sometimes.... like how it keeps you waiting for something which is already yours... or hoping for something which you'll never have. but... as, a friend said to me, why worry for something you do not know. Especially when you have a lot of other important (certain) things to worry about. ;) The only very certain thing about life is, it will end. Lets strive for what's worth it. Ramadhan is coming... semoga sempat sampai and hoping it to be the best of all the previous Ramadhan. Plus, this would prolly be my last Ramadhan (here).

I used to write little notes to myself when I'm in distress and put them at random places, just wherever I feel like hiding it. such as in the deep of a drawer, in the pocket of my organizer, in my arts box, between books or just pin it to the soft board.... It cheers me up when I discover them after sometime. hahaa. It occurs that... when you're down, the only person who can lift you up again, is yourself... and only Allah Jalla wa A'la can give you the strength you need. I just found one today. It can be quite tah-apa-apa... but hey, I made myself smile today. hahaa... *narcissist much!*

The naive and inexperience me never thought I would end up falling in love with this place, to an extend... I wish I could stay and build a life here. haha... I love Melbourne. I would have to go back still... for a lot more love than merely a love for a place, a place that never was and never will be mine. Opss... too soon aihhh to sedih2... a semester to go yo! praying for the best semester in my 5 years here, inshaAllah.  “Allahumma la sahla illama ja-‘altahu sahla anta taj ‘alu al hazana eza ma shi’ta sahla.” “ Oh Allah! Nothing is easy except what you have made easy. If you wish, you can make the difficult easy.” All the best to whoever needs the best in life ;)

Everything sounds possible, achievable.... until you start putting them on paper and begin to work it out. By then you know, it's bloody difficult.  oh well, as I was told, if life is as simple as a game strategy in which after a few levels you'd start to understand the pattern and move and be able to anticipate the next... it won't be interesting, perhaps... not worth living. yes it is not a game... but still, it needs strategy... life needs to be carefully planned. what the future will be like, we can't forecast. maybe it won't rain tomorrow, but at least... last three years I've bought myself an umbrella, and I have it in my provision...in case in rains the day after tomorrow. I need to let go some of this baggage.