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Will never be the women with the perfect hair,
who can wear white and not spill on it.
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Huda Nabila I love coffee and tea loves me. Own a instagram, facebook account and a twitter. Follow if you wish :) ♥Exits
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Saturday, May 31, 2008
life is sooo pretty, actually. .jpg) Life will not be as pretty as it might be unless you paint it with love. Love the one you love, sincerely. Show them that you care for them, tell them what you really want them to know because what if tomorrow never comes? Like they say, live life to the fullest. Enjoy doing things that you feel good with but at the same time, have the limits. Never go beyond the limits and then regret everything that you've done and you know you're not supposed to do so at the first place. Appreciate this wonderful life that god had given you. You may have a perfect family and some may not but that doesn't mean we have to gave up with life.I think life is really pretty unless i make it happen. With the people i lived with today, i have never regret knowing them. Be nice and humble and people will do the same to you, but everything i do, i know its all from the bottom of my heart, i do it sincerely. Seeing people laughed with me is the best thing. It showed me that they're comfortable being with me. I don't go around trying to please people and not being myself cos what for? Isn't it being too hypocrite? Yes, i believe everyone in this world is a hypocrite. Me too. But being hypocrite in a good way is not wrong. What i mean here is, being hypocrite to everyone in a wrong way is something that people hates it. I can be very nice but at the same time i know im weak. And i hate it. Naive is the second word. I tried to be strong and told myself that not everyone in this world is sincere in making friends and love and anything that they do but i failed. Failed to prove myself cos i thought i am strong enough to handle things by my own but i keep falling and the ones that picked me up is my mum and my bestfriends. I almost gave up on making new friends or trying to help them when they need someone or at least an advice since something had happened. I tried to make things better but i was wrong, i guess to a certain situation, my presence is the worst thing ever that can resolve the problem. I was disappointed like i've never been before and it is really hurtful. Now, i thought its all about forgive and forget but it seems i can only afford to forgive but i dont know why is it so hard to forget it. I believe that maybe i just need time. Now, i go with the flow. I tried not to get involve in any situation but sometimes the situation is not helping me. Friends come to me for a listening ear and i cant help it but of course to comfort them and give the best that i can. I just hope every step i take or every word i say it wont effect anything or anyone like it used to be. IF i could have have the power to tell everyone that have been part of my life, i would like to apologise with all the mistakes i made. Sorry if you're hurt by me or any other things. Family. Im just glad that i have one. Even though it aren't a happy family tree but i love mum the most. Mum, who have been there always and know everything about me. Be it about my friends, relationship and every problems im facing to. She is willing to hear my story and never get irritated by it. I know how difficult mum have to face with her own problems. brother can be very irritating at times but i know he cares for me and he loves me just that we dont show that much. And dad, i've never been so close with dad. He is there fo me when i need kachings, sometimes but he's not the one that i can joke and share my problem with. And i get irritated by him easily. How i wish to live in a Paris Hilton's world but wealth wont bring us to heaven if i didnt get myself close to Allah. Sometimes i wonder, am i too sinful with all the things that i have not done for Allah. I turn to him when i need help, i turn to him when i need something to happen i turn to him when i need blessing but i question myself did i do all the things that im supposed to do? Let this be the post that i consider to let something out of my mind. Something is just bothering me. Labels: ignore the time. Friday, December 21, 2007
promote ABE. i feel like one hell stupid girl who deserved a big tight slap. HOW CAN YOU FAILED YOUR N`LEVEL, HUDA? i swear to god, i was soo disappointed cos i thought i could make it for another year, at leassstt, at least, a bloody ten point. But nah, i didnt. Instead i got 11-.- i felt that im such a loser, that i had disappoint myself and also all, i mean, ALL, my friends, cousins and family. Even my own brother, who irritates me almost everyday, the brother that i used to curse him so he would die soon( touch wood), the brother who i thought used not to respect me, the brother who i used to hate so much, says that he feel sad about my result and he feels like crying but he control his tears since he was with his friends at the moment when i called him and told him my result. Nooow, thats sweet. And now, i hate making decision as i got to choose to retake my N`level or nitec or higher nitec. OR i can actually appeal for sec5 next year, which lotsof them said, 'fat chance' , but i gotta try. Mum really wants me to graduate with at least an O certificate. Gawwwdd. I know is no use to feel regret of everything. Cos all i could blame is me, me me. Yes, me. i admit i didnt really work hard for it and now, see . i deserved this. Planned, to meet the principal or vice principal just now, but i did make a phone call and ask if they're free this morning to talk to me and mum cos its regarding the appeal thingy. But like one of the staff told me that, is no use talking to them in the office hours and hours cos they couldnt do anything as they says that its all under MOE. And so, mum really didnt give up. I know is so sweet of her, to go around and asked her friends and all if there's any other possible way so that her daughter here, could have a chance taking my O level next year . But the thing is can i cope with the stress and can i even PASS my O`level ? Went to a career talk at tanjong pagar with Suhaila, nisa, wati, tita and maisarah . And oh my god, those talk is really interesting except a few part whereby i felt soo sleepy but still, the programmes which is so called study-work programme sounds fine with me and the others too . really. We gotta pay them 80 bucks for the registeration and the interview. Not every single person who went for the interview, would possibly get the study-work programme, you see . And from this course we can actually have an diploma and degree in 'Travel, tourism and hospitality' and 'business management' . We got diploma or degree and working expriance too . Really, sounds good. They actually pay us to study. A little difficult for me to explain here . So readers, interested? Come tag along with me and peeps for another talk. Should be the same talk and i might wanna go for their interview and registered. Its on; 27 dec 2007, monday at 7.30pm. again its at tanjong pagar, bestway building. Dont have to worry much about wheres the place exactly. We can meetup at cityhall or any east area. Tag me for more infor alright there. Annnd age limit is, at least 17-62. Oh c'mon . You dont really have to go for the interview but at least come down to their talks. Real good, i bet. And now, they gotta gimme tips for promoting this. Smile . Labels: ignore the time. Wednesday, December 19, 2007
HOPELESS EVER HOPELESS USELESS i cried so badly at that moment. So so badly . mum, brother, dad, aunty, uncles, cousins, friends is really disappointed on me. i know i know i know, even though they didnt say it. i didnt expect this and i know i didnt prepare for the worst to come. i thought everything gonna be alright even though i couldnt make it. But i was wrong, TOTALLY FUCKING WRONG . it turns out so wrong in a way that everything is not alright, not okay, not at all. but dearest, are always there to give the encouragement. i love you all. Labels: ignore the time. |
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I know money can't buy me happiness,
but it does bring me a more pleasant form of misery. |
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