2011 - count your blessings

I have stop counting for my blessings. 2011, all about appreciating.

I don't have time to wonder how is it like if they are not around, because the always are.

Like Hanis said 'zac u look happy! Dah ada bf erk?' I answered 'kalau ada bf pon belum tentu happy macam ni!'

Le girlfriends, le parents, le familia, le pwingsehs, le supercousins, le superfriends, thank you for sticking up.

You made me go through 2011 easier, now push me to 2012!

So, now what?

This whole new year thing does not hit me.
Nothing.

Until I replied a user's mail;

' I will contact you again on 2nd of January 2011'

And then i realised SHIT I GOT IT WRONG

*backspacing..* 2012

While backspacing, i stopped.

Finally. It hits me.

It's unexplainable. It just, oh, waw.

2012. hurm.

2011 - love means letting go.

2011;

The ultimate crush came back for good from the land of abroad. Then just like after 2 months or something, I don't really remember, a very unfortunate fate brought us together in one very awkward moment that I would never want to remember.

Yes. I don't know how to act, what to say, and I don't want to put lemonade on the already hurting wound but yeah, let's just say, some people are real bitch in a very bitchy way they don't really understand.

I always never wanted to meet my crush. I always have this line in my story to my unborn little pies 'you know I once liked this guy, he's not your father, but that's just because we never met. If we did, he couldve been'. I always wanted him to stay be the guy I'm not with only because I never met him.

Now that we did meet, the line automatically removed from the storyline because guess what, apparently of course he's not the guy who's attracted to some fat girls (yes he even called me fat). He is just one fo those ordinary guy.

In just one moment, the guy of my dream, the ultimate man that I thought could level up to my father, turns into a total jackass.

All those tears I wasted and crying in my cousin's car and spending a long weekend in Bandung and Jakarta just to retrieve myself back makes me feel like a loser!

And then, news break, he likes my friend.

So you know what, him, just like that line that has been removed, automatially vanished.

This guy; all this crush thing, never happened. All gone with 2011.


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FB Timeline

I never thought that one day somebody will just bloody come up with an idea on how to FLASHBACK my life to 4 years back. IN DETAILS. shit. THANK GOD TO FUNCTION HIDE FROM TIMELINE.

One year old.

Maryam is one year old today. Alhamdulillah. Happy birthday little pie.

One year ago when she was born, Aunty Aishah gtalked me and said 'pandai dia pilih date nak lahir, 20122012' of course, last year was only 2010. Haha. Echah..echah..tsk tsk tsk

Dearie baby girl, you grow up so fast, you make me feel so old. May you be one good daughter to your parents, one good muslim to Allah SWT and one good ummah to beloved Rasul.

Ahhhhhhh I feel sentimental! You don't know how much we all love you do you??

Seperti Kekasihku

So Afiq confirmed that this very good manly voice belongs to a guy named Naim. He also added that he is a very good singer.

It's a shame that I never get to know Naim assuming that he only made his debut post my graduation.

Not that I am any important to the UTP music scene but I'd like to claim that I was one of the fangirl who moved the band(s).

To name a few, Retrodelic Skandal, Capoiz, 425. Ahah. Good times they were.

Afiq also confirmed that he has left this band, but nevertheless, I hope he still remembers that he PROMISED to sing Dewi (Keroncong style) at my wedding.

It's okay, he is old, I will take the honour to buzz his BBM every now and then until he say yes.

Not that my wedding is around the corner of course.

The video is taken from youtube, channel pdus177. Pdus is also one great drummer I've known back in UTP.

These people are the greatest music influence in my life.

A matter of Heart

I know we are all grownups.

But can we go back to before, when the problem was only ‘I have a crush on this guy but he doesn’t see me that way’.

 

Seriously, this whole ‘I’m in love with the wrong guy’ thing, IS NO FUN!!!

 

At this point, a cotton candy, blowing bubbles and dance in the rain, could really help.

the facebook police.

Ayah bought momma a new set of desktop pc complete with streamyx. She is no longer jobless, she is now the facebook police.

at day 2 she already wrote twice on my wall. I have to be honest that I kinda love it because like it or not, your moms don't do it but mine does :D

I'd like to warn those who always commented my walls and photos by calling me fat and stuff, they'd better be careful now that the facebook police is around. But it will be fun when momma declares war. Haha.

Oh, about that, what happen to just being nice?




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Dear God, hear me pray.

Dear God,

 

Whenever, whennnnnnever you decide to give me a husband (seriously not that I’m looking forward or something)

But just whenever you decide OK NOW IT’S YOUR TURN HANI, TAKE THIS MAN!

 

Please, boleh tak kurniakan I seorang husband yang kacak no.. I mean.. yang menjaga sembahyang?

 

Please….. before you somewhat decide to bump us in the train or in the rain, on the receiver of the wrong number calls, or in the restaurant of when I’m over here and he’s checking me out from over there.

 

However you’re gonna make he sees me finally,

 

PLEASE make him be reminded of his prayer times 5 times a day first.

 

Because seriously, how am I going to live with one who doesn’t.

 

SCARY!

 

Oh, and God, is it to early to ask that if this man who keeps his prayer 5 times everyday one day impregnated me, can you please not let me be annoying? Because I can’t afford being pregnant and annoying, seriously, like some people seriously are.

 

Ok.. it’s not too early to ask, no?

 

Thank you God, for you hear me pray.

 

 

 

Anak Dara

It’s a scary world out there.

Dalam masa 3 bulan, 82 bayi dilahirkan oleh ibu muda bawah umur? SERIOUSLY?

 

YA ALLAH umur 15 I belum reti lahhhhhh nek berdegek-degek ni!

Mana korang belajar semua ni.

 

Ya Allah, scary nya nak membesarkan seorang anak dara dalam dunia macam ni.

 

Come to think of it, I wonder how many sleepless nights momma and ayah has been spending worrying about me.

Nak membesarkan anak dara seorang, macam-macam cerita, haih.

 

Sedih!

 

I wonder how my parents brought me up. Apalah didikan yang diorang bagi.

HOW THEY MADE ME BELIEVE NOT TO FOLLOW MY TEENAGE INSTINCT.

 

And my parents only ada 1 girl, those yang ada 4, 5, 6, 7?

SCARY LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA.

Oh my God, susahnya nak bring up a girl!! T_T

Maryam, grow up and be a decent girl k!

 

Momma, if you’re reading this, please take note that cerita HOW YOU BROUGHT ME UP is more scarier than HOW YOU PUSH ME OUT OF YOUR VAGINA.

 

So next time you’re gonna give me the ‘I’M YOUR MOTHER’ talk, tell me how you and Ayah made me believe in NO RELATIONSHIP during teenage years.

 

It might be useful.

 

Bece-lorek.

If there’s ever any award for the MOST ANNOYING BACHELORETTE EVER

 

Ashley Hebert would win with 100% vote.

 

Everytime, F’ING EVERYTIME she laughs I just want to MUTE.

 

Or scream dddddaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaadididdiadadadada.

 

My God. Annoying little creepy petite monster. F’ING ANNOYING.

None of Nine

We have nine mutual friends.

Freaking Nine.

But none of this nine would ever set us up on a date.

Why?

Isn't it that obvious that I would so really want to date a guy like you? I think even they knew.

So why?

It's so obvious. It's so near. I just gotta open my eyes and look into the mirror and see, the reason is there.

I just gotta read between the lines, take the hint, whatever. But until I like what I see in the mirror, you're not gonna like it, those nine, won't, too.

So I get it. It's me. Not you. Not those nine.

Whatever.
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