Kegembiraan Dalam Sebuah Bungkusan (Pt2)

jeng jenggg-suspennnn!

waahhh-suspennn lagikssss-

owwwww-sweeetttt eyzaaa ;)

-chantekkkssss-tq darlinkkk ;)


terharunyerrrrr-cygggg eyzaaaa ;)

hoho-rase mcm celebrate xmas plakkss-sgt sukeeee ;D

owhhh ya-btw nehh adelah parcel dari cik eyza doolittle yg tomeyl momeylll-sgt2 sweetttt-didatangkan khas bersama ribuan butterflies [trademark eyza] gumbirenyerrrr hatiiii sayaaaaaa-tq darlingggg-i tau u sgt susah and penattttt-i cygggg u! ;D

Kegembiraan Dalam Sebuah Bungkusan

alhamdulillah-selamat dah dapat parcel dari mrs.sada-photographer sayaaa yg hebatttt dan cambesttt! ;)-happy occayhhh-teramat2-yippieee!lama dah tunngu nehhh-hohoho ;p

huuuu-bestttt2nyer gmbr yg sada shootttt-sy mmg sukerrrr habeeesss-tak menyesal amekkk die jd my photog/and tak menyesal tunggu pics2 dari dieee-sgt happy-occayhhh-so these are some picturess yg sada shoot- ;p

::nehh-my fav pic-tatau la nape-tp mmg sukeerrrr sesangatt! ;p ::

::wooo-romantiknyerrrr... ;p ::

::gedikssss-::

::fusion-love thissss ;p::

::alalalaaaa-mcm kat old castle gitewww- ;p::

meet my sada ;-

-sada-

tq sada-tq so0o0o muchhhh- ;) cygggg kat u sesangatttt-so kepada sesape yg nakkkk mengakhiri zaman bujanggg-and you nak ur moment of truth tuh dicapture dgn sgt stylish-posh-and elegant nyerrr-maka bolehlah mendapatkan khidmat sada yg sgttt memuaskan hati nehhh-die sgt friendly occayhhh-u takkan terasa mcm baru kenal dieee-- ;) and die make up kan sy dgn sgt chanteksssnyerrrr-huhu [rase nak nanesss nehhh-]

truly saying-sada telah menjadikan impian raja sehari sy dengan sangat jayanyerrr- ;)

thank you dearrrr- ;)

p/s: berkawan tanpa batasan... ;)

He Turns 27

He laughed when I kissed him upon his forehead and wished him ‘Happy Birthday’. He looked stunned but pleased.
Still in my PJ- I watched him get dressed to work with another stupid feeling of missing him.
When he done-he came to me-lightly kissed my cheeks and forehead and he smiled. The smile that brighten my entire day.
“Thank You, sayang…” said he.
“Balik cepat ye-nanti I masak…masak best-besttt-eh eh…mak masakkk-" [fyi-I’m a pathetic jokehead- I’m living with my parents-dangg!]
He laughed again and hugged me tightly. Before he closed the door-he winked at me and I felt as if I’m going to flyyyyy- ;p

Ya Allah-
Panjangkanlah umurnya-berkatilah dan limpahilah rahmat ke atasnya-murahkanlah rezekinya-hiasilah dia dengan sejuta keindaham yang Kau berikan kepada seorang manusia.

Amin.

Happy 27th birthday-husband.

Empty Can Do The Talkin'

-otw nak pg tengok YES Man-bestttt ;)

I’ve never saw him laughing hysterically like that since god-knows-when I thought I would never ever see it again. It’s a serene feeling and without realizing it, I smiled a little. A blast feeling of joy and tranquility.

In a dark room [lit only by the light appear from the screen] I can see his face clearly with a big smile drawn on it. He seemed enjoying the movie so much. I took a deep breath and sighed. I’m so in love with this guy. With his flaws and weaknesses, with his clumsiness-with everything he has that makes him a special man. I’m so into him-if you can tell. He is my victorious. I’ve won him and I will always do.

I squeezed his left arm so tight and he gave me a meaningful look-the look that always melts my heart.
“Is everything alright,hon?”
I nodded and he continued gluing his eyes on the screen.

-sy sgtttt cintakan die-wuuu jiwangsss ;)

For God sake- I think-seriously and sincerely I don’t deserve in my life. Give me a thousand years too- you will find me not good enough to be his spouse. I’m telling you-I’m not good enough for him. He deserves someone’s prettier-smarter-and way better than me. I always wandering- WHY GOD give him to me? WHY-and I’m afraid to hear the answer I rather let it unknown-and t stays that way.

God-
Give me strength-
Give me strength to face the life-to face the cruel nasty life-
Give me strength-
To keep my destiny, to your heaven…

F.R.I.E.N.D.S

I met this girl today at Batu Pahat Mall- it wasn’t a planned date-or anything like it- it more to bump-on-meet kind of thing.
It’s hilarious.
I mean- can you imagine?
In a crowded shopping mall- full of peoples-out of nowhere, suddenly you’ve been called by name that you are not entitled to. Occayhh- In virtual world- I go by the name BUNGA-but the truth is- it’s not my real name-and I believe that you guys are aware of that,right?
So-the moment you heard someone called you “BUNGA” it was like-danggg!!

Hahaha- and there she was- pretty and gorgeous-looking as always, this hot girl-ajja.
We shook hand and have a little chat before we parted. Well- it was a short meeting but it gives me a lot to remember.

Somehow- it’s really funny when we seriously think we have bunch of friends- but how many are really there when we need them? How many are really care for you? And how many are really sincere sharing your ups and downs?so- meeting a stranger like her and at the same time sharing this unseen connection-connected by a net- I think that’s the most magical thing that I couldn’t describe.


And thanxs to eyza-my sweet lil’buddy. For the sacrifice- for the friendship-for the understanding.

;)

p/s: terima kaseh kerana telah bersusah payah untuk saya..

terharu giler2.. tau tau tau..

hope this friendship will lasted forever

yaaa..

;)

For-You-Know-Who-You-Are

I’m sorry- for the ignorance
I’m sorry-for the coldhearted
I’m sorry-for the denial
I’m sorry-for the disappearance
I’m sorry-for the misbehaving
I’m sorry-for the missing piece
I’m sorry-for pseudo listening
I’m sorry-for the harsh words
I’m sorry-for the promises I could not fulfill
I’m sorry-for the wasted long journey
I’m sorry-for the shattered bottle of perfume
I’m sorry-for the lost parcel
I’m sorry-for the kinky acts
I’m sorry-for the deep old cuts
I’m sorry-for the hurt and wound
I’m so sorry-for everything that makes you upset but I’m still doing it purposely-
And above all-
I’m so sorry-for making you love me endlessly, for taking your heart-and I never give it back…

Tag Tag Tag Tag ;)

tag oleh Genie [haihh-tak puass hati sungguhhh!]

rules and regulations :
1. Apabila telah terpilih dengan malangnya, silalah menulis 16 perkara paling rawak sama ada tentang fakta, perangai tak senonoh ataupun hala tuju hidup anda.
2. Silalah hasut 16 orang lain untuk melakukan perkara ini.
3. Sila tanda manusia yang telah menanda anda di peringkat awal.
4. Ketahuilah, jika anda terpilih ia adalah kerana anda juga manusia biasa yang perlukan perhatian dan kasih sayang yang secukupnya ketika bayi.........

16 perkara paling rawak tentang saya :

1.sy skerr pink wpon sy sudah tuaaa [lalalala]
2.sy skerr beli buku citer banyakkk2-tp sgt malas nak habesskan baca-wohoho
3.sy sukeee benda chantek2-pantang nampak-tewoss nak beli jerr[wpon tyme tuh xder duett!]
4.sy skerr tgk citer hantu+seram+horror-smpikan kekadang sy sudah tidak merasa takowtt lagikkss-
5.dulu mase kecik-sy penah beranggapan bahawa sy nehh adalah power ranger pink-
6.suatu ketika dahulu sy pernah berpendapat bahawa pempuan patot kawen 4[haihhh-]
7.sy skerrr tgk lelaki hensem [who doesn't anyway? ;b]
8.sy skerr kumpul minyak wangi+pakai banyak2 kat badannnn ;b
9.sy pandai cakap omputeh secara lancarnyer start sy darjah 2 ;] yayyyy-
10.dulu tyme remajaa-badan sy sgt kuwosss sehinggakan husband sy [bf sy pada ketika itu] panggil sy sebagai 'batang eksrem'-tuhhh sgt kuajaq occayhh-
11.sy selalu tak wat keje smpaikan owang nek menyampahhh dgn sy ;b [sowieeee]
12.sy tak pandai masak-langsung!-na'a-yupppp
13.sy benci jadik gemokkkk-sy sgtt terukkk ;(
14.sy ader banyak handbag-smpikan almari sy sgtt sempit+penuh
15.sy malas basuhhh ketaaa ;b
16.sy nehhh jiwangggg gilerrrr-muahahahaa-o0pssss ;]

yayyy-tamatttt dahhh-

occayhhhh-16 owang laennn yg sgtttt laaaaa 'takkk bertuahnyerrr-

1.nad
2.boo
3.leezan
4.riri
5.amirez
6.cik teeha

7.cik mila

8.dhiey

9.mel

10.jasmin

11.marissa

12.uyun

13.lynna shaari

14.orange pongeh

15.misz fasha

16.nenekkk sayaaa-wahahahaha-dah tatau sape dahhhh ;)

Play Time Is Off!-Time For Working [and be serious]

-semangat gilerrr-occayyhhh!-

Today- is the damn first day of working after a loooonggggg period of hibernation. I’m almost jumped out of my bed when my stupid handphone’s alarm clock wailing it’s ‘I kissed A Girl’ song. It was 6.00 a.m in the morning and nothing could feel any better at that moment than cuddling my hubby warm arms [danggg-]

Drove to school with miscellaneous kind of feelings. Half regret [for being soo0o-so0o0o lazy during my study age I ended up stuck being a government slave] and half enlighten [thinking of the fact the meeting will end at 12pm then I’ll be home and feel free to do whatever I want] –hahahaaa-silly me.

The teachers’ meeting is the most stupid thing I’ve ever been to. Full of crack heads talking shits [oo my god- I never realized I’ve started to develop a new skill of swearing]- they assigned peoples to do various things which I personally think is not such a good idea [well- teacher sole business is to teach, right? Not making fun of themselves-doing those unwanted clerical jobs- that’s sounds pretty stupid!] I spent most of the hours sketching on my notebook- gossiping with the new nerd teacher who was unfortunately sitting beside me-‘sms’ing Dell-and the list went on but hearing to those shits [again!!] the fact that MEETING always annoys me will never change.

Then the ‘babbling session’ got carried away- I really hate this. I truly am. Well- there were things that made me happy-I’m on a cloud nine! Yayyy-well-first-I’m not going to teach form 3- I’m stick to the upper form [4 & 5]-I’m no longer in charge of the 4KM2 class anymore [be gone you jerks!]-My name is not much being appointed to be in charged [only for those silly school’s clubs]-and Mrs. Principal was not saying any word due to my ‘disappearance’ during the team building camp. Hahahaa-pretty amazing!

Meeting ended at 1 pm- I’m walking under a hot blazing sun- but I’m smiling. I’m not like all those great teachers who inspire many peoples by only acting like I-know-everything-so-ask-me kind of person-but still, I leave marks on some of my students’ life. No matter whether it’s a good one or the other-they will still remember me as someone in their life. There’s no standard in being a great people. Sometimes- a jerk like me too can change people’s life-the problem is-only few are aware of that. But that will not affect me that much- as I will never stop failing and making myself a laughing stock, cause I always believe- miracle comes in many ways. And one of it- is by God sending someone’s misfit like me-to bring impact to peoples. Believe it or not-it’s a damn hot day-but I’m smiling.

;]

Everyone Is A Beauty Soul ;]-Cheers

I’ve just finished watching ‘Shallow Hal’ movie-starring Jack Black and the dazzling Gwyneth Paltrow. An inspire one-I must say. Well-this is my second time of watching it and I’m still find it as fascinating as ever (regardless the fact that I missed the ending on my first time watching) but hey- this movie has taught me something that I overseen it for almost a quarter of a century. Beauty really lies in the eyes of the beholder. Eyes see what your brain want to see. We are too busy looking at the surface till we been blinded by the inner qualities that a person has.

I’m a cow-victim. I’m paying too much attention to my beauty; I forgot to see what I am really. I’ve never realized that I should be more thankful for what I am now and stop being so paranoid about my body-my face-my everything. Well- I’m not encouraging you guys to neglect your appearance and all- but look at the brighter side- we have our own beauty qualities and we have to make it seen. I’m so evil you see- I am so mean, for god’s sake. I’m such a witch. Yerpp- I have to admit that I act like a jerk sometimes. But still- my husband thinks I’m good at heart [quotation-occayhhh]. I’m neither pretty nor beautiful- not the smartest or the brainiest girl on the earth- but he still thinks I’m the sexier- the voluptuously type of girl- the smartest though weird- and he took my hands for marriage. Cause he sees something in me that is worth to keep.

Well I think- we should change our perception- starts from now on. Try to see the world in a different perception. Look into the brighter shades- and overseen the darker side- then I think, we can make the world is a better place-or more like it.

That’s quite a word, right?

Hahaha ;]

LOVE got me stoned

He gave me a posh laugh- and then he winked at me before he cupped my face with both hands. I tried to reach for his neck but in a slight move-he got away. His shining eyes were staring at my plain-pimple dressed face (owhh- I just hate the fact that I woke up this morning only to find there were zits on my face!yucks!)

This is heaven- I say.

I hugged him tightly and he did the same. There was a warm feeling overwhelming me- a strange feeling once- but now it has been so familiar to me.

It’s a routine for me- I mean the ‘hug’ thing. And it is the loveliest thing I have every morning before I set my eyes wide open-before I start doing other things- before I get through my day- before everything start- he will hug me with love-with care-with all heart. And the very same question I will ask him is;
“Do you love me?”
And I know what his answer would be- but I just love to hear it from his mouth-from his pouty lips and it will echo in my heart like a sweet melody which fascinatingly enlightens my day.
“I love you-"
A simple ‘I love you’ would be enough for me.

He gave me a light kiss upon my forehead before he got up and dressed for work. I watched him with passion and love-as if I’m looking to the most priceless man in the universe. I adore him. I love him. I obsess with him. I’m crazily in love with him. Over and over again.

He smiled-the sweet smile that melts my heart.
“Take care sayang…”
He kissed me then him off to work, leaving me in my dreamland which now has become a reality.

Thanks, hubby.

No-Not-Beauty

Sometimes I sit alone in front of the mirror-having a thoughtful look on my eyes-examining where my lips are placed-pinching my nose-and then I burst into a hysteric laugh-as soon as I realized how stupid my action was-then I put everything into silence again.

I don’t understand why some of us just hate they way they look-they change it-they alter it-they do whatever it takes to make them look good. Beautify and changing is a different thing-they don’t share the same meaning. Even five years old could tell that. The desire to be pretty and acceptable-to fit in-that’s the most reason that come across in most women tiny brain-when they were asked.

Hung up and grouped with pretties are back in town. Those who have that owh-you-are-so-crackedface-kind of look are rejected. No place for you-if you are not hot enough to be in the clique. Frankly saying- I pity myself for being pretty [danggg!-] yesss-you should be proud of yourself- look into the brighter side- [here comes Dr.Phillips]

So-that’s what I did- appreciating every line and every pimple I have- always tell myself that I’m pretty than ever-always smile-then I guess- you will be fine just like me. Well- of course there are times where I purposely jump up and down my bed-screaming at the top of my tongue- because of the zit I have on my face-but let’s put it aside.

What’s important is- you love yourself the way you are.

The rest- it will arise from your heart.

The parcel

I’ve received it yesterday- a miscellaneous of feelings come with uncertain emotion-joy, nervous, awaited-it’s all blended into one. I opened it with curiosity surprised to see it’s full of chocs-gifts-cds-cards-tee-plus one extra BIG surprise. I must say- I’m really flattered. Christmas is not meant for Muslim to celebrate it- but I guess- I’ve got my present to0 ;]

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Minah Jenin

kejap kang kata nak pursue master...

kang a minute later kata nak quit teaching plakkss...

kang tengok owanggg study balekk-rase besttt plakkksss...

minah jenin...

Go away- ;[

I don’t care if I have to say this twice as much as times I spent on cursing my bad luck [not that I’m not being thankful] but consider the fact I’m getting sick of all these shitloads- I am merely seen as a cracked, occayhh- [doped]

[Peoples]

Please take note on this-it’s very much appreciated.

[It’s always occay with me to loose friends who are just a nuisance- and please don’t bother to add me up-again [whether in fs/ facebook/ myspace] or any living source of communication-cause I will not even have a single glance on it.]

Tq

Noted.

Rejection--

I know that I’m not such a nice person. And save your words cause I know how malicious I can go if I have too. I know my potential of being mean and I’m surely known how rotten I am from the inside. But that’s does not give you any rights to foretell my future nor you have the rights to patch my shattered piece of life-story. What you are legally can do is just-sit there and watches every twist and truth in my life. Don’t interfere because the consequences might be fatal.

Not that I’m not trying- but hell I’m sick of trying. 10 years of sacrifice and 10 years of humiliation. I think I had enough.

I don’t give a damn if his family still rejecting me [because they always do] and I don’t bother to fix it right because I didn’t do anything wrong. If the only reason is just because I’m in love with their son—then in the name of Allah, I don’t want to be right.

I know this road is not easy for me to walk.

Then I’ll make this journey is worth to ride.

The Guilt

Her words are not the words of truthful.
It’s hurting and intimidating at the same time and she chooses to be an ignorant instead of acknowledging the chaotic world she tries to create.

I’m sick of this.
The feeling of remorse and guilt begins to overwhelming me but she just couldn’t understand—or better yet, she chooses to not to understand.

Perhaps—
She thinks that she own the world [or—]

No matter what—
I don’t want to be far from the border.

Not anymore.

11 December 2008

Maybe it didn’t work like we planned. Maybe it’s my fault—or maybe it’s just can’t be. Someone up there forbade this from happening.
He’s my husband and he has the rights upon me. Seduction seems flattering, overwhelming and arousing—but one thing to bear in mind [he is my husband]

Thank you for your cooperation and understanding.

Hidup Sepertiga Nafas

salam.

kepala sangat sakit--dah 2 hari demam ;) [buat muka kesian]
hby plakkss baru bek demam.cian sgoh kat hby.die kuwoss skett bile tyme saket2 neyhh.tp hby sgt cumeylll ms sakettt.. cute gler occayhhh... ;) ms teman hby g hospital untok check darah, sy rase sgt--hoh--it's inexplicable... rase sgtttt wifey nyer tyme ittew... kikiki... ;D

owh--owh...bukan itu yg hendak sy ceritakan pd hari neyhh...
sy mahu bercerita ttg hidup sy lately. too many things happened.and some of them were pretty amusing.but i would like to share one story here. a story about a girl--who lost her life--and keeps on ruining others as well.

ittew ternyata sgt menjengkelkan.sy secara peribadi bencikan elemen2 hidup begini.
knp mahu menyusah--bangsatkan hidup org? can you just go and get urself a life??

occayyyhhh--mmg hidup kita tak sama.ada yg senang, ada yg susah--ada yg penuh cabaran--ada plakss yg easy breezy jekkss...so jgn cuba untuk comment hidup orang if YOU sendiri tatau what it feels like to be in one's shoes.

people can always see--but they have no rights to judge.

bak kata seorang bijak pandai;
"hidup ini ibarat sepertiga nafas--dalam setiap hembusan,seberapa banyak pun nafas disedut, bila tiba nafas terakhir,kita akan mati jua..."

Lu fikirlah sendiri...

Gemuk Itu Menyeksa Minda ;(

Occcayhhh…

This is not easy for me to say. It acquires me a lot of internal strength. Hoho~ that’s me being exaggerated. [huhu]
Occayhhh—I’m back to my diet regime. And obviously it’s not a pleasant thing to do. It’s full of suffer and heartache. Forbade yourself from nearing food—not allow to sip a soda [that’s a total mean!!]

But honestly—I’m beginning to loose shape. It’s so ugly—huuuu…

And I’m so0o0o0o0o0o blessed because so many peoples around me keep on motivating me. They help me with my retarded strength and my weary spirit. Alhamdulillah. ;)

This new year—I swear.
I’m going to look slimmer and healthier.

insyaAllah ;)

kenapa kah....

salam...

;(

mood: sedeyyy... [sob...sob...sob...]

harus diketahui oleh semoa orgg..sy sgt susah nak berasa sedeyyyy.ibu kata sy punya hati yg sgt kerasss spt batu,occayhhh..~sy sgt susah mahu menangesss depan org and kalau dah sedeyy tahap gilosss babess barulah air mata emass neyhh akan kuar.[even masa nikah pon--yg ramai owangg kompom kata sy akan menangesss mcm baby tecikkk--tp sy hanya wat2 cool sambil senyum2 simpull--almaklumlah encikk bf tershayanggg akan jd husbanddd--ohohoho]--waaahhh~lari tajuk sudahhh! ;b

tapii...

hari neyhhh...sy AMAT sedeyyy sekali. hmmm... kerana sy rasa yg kawannn bek sy seperti menjarakkan hubungan dgn sy... [kenapa ya?]

adakah kerana sy sudah berdua lebeyyy baikkk??[berkahwen]

makanya mereka takmoh berkawan dgn sy yg jelita ini lagiksss??--sy rase sgt confusedddd gilossss... ;(

lately neyhhh mereka senyapppp jerrr... boleh dikira dgn jari berapa kali mereka contact sy selepas sy menikahhh...[kenapakah?sy ada buat salahkah?]

sob...sob...sob....

sy sedeyyy occayyyy.... ;(

sy mahu nanesss sambil tekup muka di bantal.[mungkin sy akan kelihatan sedikit comeyllll bila nanes begitu....]

Bengong Itu Beshhhh!!!! ;D

hYePppp!!! ;D
semalam sy sgt tension occayyyy--dahler enset problem+roadtax keta tak dapat2 lagiiikkk!!~GERAMMM! sy dah mcm patah kaki,occayyy!owhhs sungguhh tertekan bangettt!! benciiiiii!!! [wif out FARREL--mcmna nak pg jalan2--owwhhh...]

thennn--untuk menghilangkan rase tak besshhhh ittteww--maka saya pon dgn selambanyer mengajak my cousin yg sgt setia dgn sy iaitu--xaxa--beserta adekkk saya untuk pergi menonton wayang [skema occayhhh].

memula ingat nak citer tgk twilight--tp sy sgt tak bleyyy nak layan citer2 seram dikala moody ini--so we ended up beli tiket untuk citer antoo fighters [my first impression was--duhhh--movie ini pastinya sgt bohsannnnn!]

thennnn kami pon masuk ke dalam panggung and duduk ditempat masing2--

and the movie started--

u know what...?

since movie tuh start...

sampai la habessss...

sy tak benti2 gelak occayhhh!

citer tuh sgt bodoh+bestttt gilerrrrr!!--sy rase mcm pergi planet makhluk ketawa plakssss! serious shit citer antoo fighters neyyh sgt sewellll!!! hail+salutation untuk the director and pelakon2 yg semuanya sewel2... hahahaha... sy rase sgt terhibur--radhi oag sgt cute occayhhh--and lakonan beliau mcm gilossss!!!sy saket pewotttt sesgttt krn asekkk ketawa sajjeee... ;D [by the way--scha alyahya ittewww sgt cute occayyhh ;) ]

huhuhu...
rase sgt happyyyyyy plakkss!hilang semua masalahhhh... ;) then atas persetujuan hubby terchentaa--enset bodo N82 sy telah ditukar kepada si gojes N79 occayhhhh... ;) and enset lama ittew telah diperturunkan kpd cuecuq si'pengepau' jalanan.hohoho... ;) yg duka telah menjadi sukerrrr... ;) [cygggg hubbyyyyyy!!!]

inilaaahhh dieeeee... ;)

die bg skin 3 warne--bronze--turquiose--ijauuu ;)

sy sgt happy occayyyhhh... ;) takder lagi kekusutannnn... kikiki ;) yeayyyyyy.....

Exorcism

Occayyyyy—

Now, I have to be more strict and more firm.

There’s no place for compromise.

Nope—at all.
See, this is the very sole thing that I’ve been afraid of! Always!

When you sized bigger than you used to be—when you can feel that your tummy is heavier than it is—when everything seems to be so wrong—your jeans couldn’t fit you anymore and the worst—you can’t even fit your lavishly sewed silver-lady Levi’s : there’s only one solid explanation for it: You are getting fatter!

Occayyyy…

Ever since I got married—I have put on some weight. (It’s not that I wanted it to happen, occay--) so please don’t blame me. It’s just a natural thing, in its natural circle of life. So there’s nothing to fuss about. Women when they are married, they will be a fat lady. Admitted.

[sighs]

The truth is—I hate looking fat.

There’s no such word as FAT-bulous!

Darn!
Occayyy… I’m going to exorcise this unwanted flabby tummy and thigh occayyyy…
Starting from now and onwards.

No more junk foods—no more extra cheese—no more sodas—only healthy food…

[yeah right….]

Kehampaan...

saya tahu hubby hampa...

tapi hubby senyum jerr...

hubby sorok rasa kecewa jauh2 dalam hati...

hubby....

kalaulah bby boleh gantikan tempat hubby...

telan bulat2 semua kehampaan itu...

bby sanggup....

subhanallah...

maha suci Allah...

DIA telah mengurniakan hubby

untuk bby...

hubby...

saya tahu hubby hampa...

tapi hubby senyum jerr....

Truthful...

i have told her...

the truth...

about all this commotion...

that we aren't guilty...

now it's up to her...

and it's up to us...

to hear the verdict...

M for Mystery

I think I’m sick. My face is gravely pale, even my hubby says that my eyes lost its sparkle. There’s a dark circle around my eyes. I eat triple than usual then I throw it out. There’s a growling pain in my head it sends me to a tremendous headache.

I begin to hallucinating things.
Before I off to bed, I always feel a presence of a woman in white cloth (like always) tailing me to my room. Sometimes, I think I saw her standing next to my wardrobe.
She has no face—for your information.
I hope I’m just exaggerating.

But….

There were times where I try to hurt myself.

Twice already.

The first one, I scratched my neck and arms with car keys.

The second one—it happened last night. I didn’t recall any single details but my hubby said that, I’m standing next to him, cursing and swearing him—and I’m holding a foldable knife. It’s scary, occay. Because I don’t remember anything.

The only thing I remember is, my body is in agonizing pain.

I don’t know…

Again ::Be it--Bunga::

::there's no harm in day-dreaming,occayhh!::

The time has been so unforgiving—I shall not blame on its punctuality. That’s why there’s an old saying ‘time is golden’ (I doubt that sometimes—because—obviously we can just walk into a pawn shop and see if we can exchange ‘time’ with few dollar notes, right)—there goes my quirk thought (it irks me sometimes, anyway).

Okay, back to the roots. I am regretting the time I had left behind. Why is that? Because—(my plain-and simple answer) I haven’t achieved much in my life. Neither in my academic nor in my career. I’m stuck in my own comfort-zone and pretty much satisfied with my so-called degree (which I doubt if I’m actually qualified—too many fatal errors in getting it actually… err…) I am so0o0o0o afraid to take off my feet from where I’m standing right now— pathetic, huh?

My friends are pretty much work on their living by now. Some of them are becoming great persons and some of them are still jerks (oopsss…). Most of them are making me proud and still—there are some who can’t stop but getting on my nerves. (????) It’s questionable when I still call them friends instead of bugs (owww… see, I begin to use x-rated words again!) but—in short—they used to be my buddies.

In one moment, I feel like upgrading myself. The thoughts and voices in my head that keeps on motivating me to pursue study, better my life, learn how to cook, learn how to control my temper—at the end, it creates a fusion of confusing needs which unfortunately without failing—leads me to a huge disappointment. Let me just put it this way—I’m a self-mechanism. I work on impulse. No force. No pressure.

So again—rather than busying my self learn new things, I be a potato couched. So relaxing, so comforting (sighs….) then I will pretend that my life is better than anyone else. (Let’s skip the scene where I’m yelling at myself, throwing tantrums and swearing my own flaws—of ignorance, of intolerance)

(sighs…)

Tears...

To my astonishment—

I cry…

For the sake of hearts that love me…

Of the malicious soul I used to be…

For the sins and the darkest path I’ve ever walked…

I cry—


“berdoalah…kerana dengan berdoalah akan kau temui harapan… sesungguhnya, apabila kamu berdoa, kamu dengan langsungnya merapatkan hubungan kamu dengan Tuhan…”

Friendship Sucks-- ;)

I don’t care much if I have no friend at all. What’s the point of keeping friends that only with you when you are on a cloud nine? I need those who can cry with me—laugh with me… is that too much to ask for? So I am a little bit outspoken (some might call me eccentric though…) like I care! But that doesn’t mean I don’t have heart at all. Yes, I do care—in fact—I care much when peoples are talking behind me.

I don’t have someone to call ‘a true friend’.

I don’t have any.

And if I do—

(Like always…)

They do have something beneath it—like some sort of mission to accomplish—owwhhh pleaseee… (to be honest, I’m getting sick of it…) up to a point, where I retrieve my belief over this so called ‘true friendship’. I think friendship and me is a ‘sucks’ relationship. I hope I will not get involve in it anymore!~

“a betrayal” would be too harsh words for this species.

I rather call them—a traitor.

Sounds good-huh?

Again—

Like I always said….

Like I care…

errrr...tanpa tajuk [bolehkah?]

salam.

errr...kali neyh punyerr entri agak blurr sikit yahhh... sy pon tatau kenapa entri ini mahu juga diwujudkan (???) seriousss yahhh--sy kabur [lol]

occayyy...[cut the crap]

pics dibawah ini adalah pic scandalous [---] hubby sy sewaktu dolu2,occayyy...duluuuu--die sgt mean occayyyy... ;(

huuu *i used to hate her* weekkksss! [aiyooohhh--kantoi sudahhhh...] tp dont put the blame on me occay... ;( coz die sgttt harshed on me [uuu..cian i...]

occay2... this eve--i raid my hubby punyerrr pda--then sy jumpe this one msg from this woman--she asking for our marriage pics from my hubby and she gave her in return [boleyyy plakksss...] uuuu--sgt tension occayyy.. naperlah my hubby neyh still simpan contact # die...sgt tak suke--occays!

soo--die pon bagiks dua pics wedding die [yg konon2 beshhh sgt larr tue--opppsss my mulut mmg jahat!]--and sy pon mahu upload disini... ;)) gagaga..sy bukan jahat occay.seperti sy ckp tdi--tujuan entri ini ditulis sgt kabur~ ;((

so this are the pics;

sy tauuu ;(( she always thinks that she is prettier than me... [sedihhhh...] she always asks my hubby about my look [cause she never had a chance to see me--for real] and she's a little bit tak puas hati when my hubby choose to be with me.. ;(( there's no need to be pretty occayyyy... i'm a woman in my own class--in my own league--occayyyy... plus... my hubby knows the reason why he chooses me.. ;( wekkksss! [uuu..sob...sob...sob...]

whatever punnn--fyzal is now righfully mine+forever...

kalau ittew pon die tak puas hati gakkksss...then... talk to my hands... wekkkk! ;b

p/s: aderrrr jewww yg tak pernahhhh heepppiii tgk org heppiii... ;(

crushhhh... ;)

salam

This is a sweettt first love story of my childhood crush and I. a story that could have been told long time ago, but I prefer to put it safely in my heart. Untold—undiscovered and only revealed when the time is right. This is a story where I found my love—where my heart has spoken to me, a story; where I finally felt my own presence in this world.

Let me introduce you to my childhood crush—name Kemek [Suhaimi bin Mohammad]
It such a super duper sweetttt story and it still can make me smile until this very day ;) [his got his nickname from me—occayyy :k e m ek:]

He is such a good lad—a very best friend of mine. We used to play together, laugh together—we shared quite a good deal of secrets—he knew me well [at that time]. He has the most beautiful smile of a boy could have, he loves to laugh and he is so cheerful. I could still remember the moment where we were playing together, chasing each other and the moment we shared our ABC—spending the most memorable evening [during our school time] together. As long as I remember—I started to like him since I was 7 years old and it’s continued until I’m in standard 6.

Then we parted… ~ ;(

We have lost contact.


……………………………………

After 8 years of parting—one day I met him.

And he never changes. He stills the very same person—only he becomes such a refine man. Sweet and charming as ever—with his undeniably sweet smile ;)

We talked—and spent time together [thans God….]

;)

I will never forget this moment.

And what touched me so deep is when he said;

“aku masih simpan lagi bantal busuk yang kau bagi kat aku dulu… dah nak sepuluh tahun dah… ;)”

I pray for him always—for his goodness, for everything.
I hope that one day ahead—he will find a good soul to keep him company. To love him and to care for him—to always be with him, be his sweetheart forever. Here and hereafter. ;)

And for you—thank for the memories [tears and laughter] it teaches me a lot. it’s good to have you as my friend—and it’s always good to have the fact that once upon a time—in a far far away land—we both have our lovely sweet remembrance to share. ;)

p/s: ;)

Encik Aris Dan Cik Fasha ;)

salam.

aiyooohh--rase mcm dah terlambat plaksss nak story moryyy pasal wedding giftsss,kan kan kan?? ;(( tapi... nak share jugaksss dgn u guysss... ;) huhuhu... ini adalah cerita hati gumbira dan terbang riang serta bebassss (omg-- ;0 lol) ~startttt la merepekssss... ;D kikiki...

occay2...sambung baliksss...owhhh hadiah wedding mmggggsss super duper banyak,occay... thanxs a lot laaa kpd kawan2 cap intan berlian+cousins+uncle+bossss+huhu...studentssss jugaa... tq vmuch yahh.. ;)

sy dapat banyak electrical appliances,occay...--imagine ::rice cooker shj sudah ada 3:: table fan lagikksss... diner sett+cawan2 (hadiah tema bila ader wedding--hiks...) ;) waaa...kamu semua suruh sy pindah kahhhh??? :(( huuu... xmohhh! sy tetap mahu duduk dgn mommy+daddy+cuecuq tomel momel sayeee! ;) wekkkks!!! hihihi...

tapi tapi tapi...

ader 1 wedding gift yg buat saya...(whooaaaa+yeeeeeiiiii+phewwwitttt+drooolllll) iaitu gift from my best bud ::aris... ;):: beserta tunangnyer yg terchentaaa.. cik fasha lovey doveyyy... ;) sy rase ini sgt schweeettt,occay! ;)

clucth bag in green with 'songket' motive... ;))!!~huuuuu

errrrr... my hubby is 'fyzal' occayyy... not faizal... ;b

thanxssss soo0o much--[tak sabar mahu tunggu giliran kamu,darling... ;) ] sy doakan semoga semuanya berjalan lancar yahhh~ ;)

and this clutch bag--i'm definitely will wear it during my cousin's wedding this coming weekend. wahhhh! malaram sakannnn... hiks... ;)

toodllesssssss!! ;)

p/s: present-hunt for kak raha+itta ;)

It tastes L O V E! ;)

this...tastes...heavennnnn... ;D i luv Baskin & Robin's icecream so0o0o much!! ;)) uuuuuu... teringat ms zaman dedolu...mase sakan berchentaaa dulu... B&R is like our pit stop [KL-YP-KL]. ia sgt sedap occayyyy... my fav.flavor is of course the sinful WorldClass Chocolate and my hubby plakkksss--perisa tradisional--si nenas berkrrrimmm... ;) wuuuu...rindunyerrrr time2 ittewww... ;)

we had this masa on the way pg KL. the only stop yg ader B&R ialah di Ayer Keroh! [rawkssss] ;) every scoop is a magical to us... ;)) ngeh3x! kalah owang berchentaaa... ngengadaaa... ;b thanxs hubby for the treattt... ;) sy suke design neyhh pasal on the top of the icecream, ader snowman yg sgttttt sweeettttt,occay... [tp hubby dah mamam kepala dierrrr... ;( ]

occayyy...occayyyy...

kite sambung drive semula... ;)

lalalala....

sulking... ;(

hurmmm... mood : sgt tak terkawal

;(

merajukkkkkk...

Babies... ;(

Salam

Occayyy—I have to admit that sometimes I may act a little bit silly—occayyyy. But please don’t blame me for my silliness—for I am a complete ignorant. I am easily awaken by such things—and now I am so confused with my needs and desires—and owhhh pleaseeee--- don’t put too much pressure on my shoulders because I don’t think I can take it anymore. Fullstop.

It’s not that I hate babies. I love them— I love them too much I don’t think I am respectively qualified to take care of one. Pleaseeee---pleaseeeeee! I'm not saying that they give me an endless headache—noppeee! It’s just that—well, put it this way—read my lips—I AM NOT READY TO HAVE ONE. Can you understand me? So please stop asking those questions like; owwhhh—now she’s pregnant—when will be your turn? Are you afraid of loosing your body shape?—the confinement session is damn torturing,occaayyyyy!! Ssss0000 pleaseeeE! If I’m ready enough—I will have my own baby. No doubt. But right now—enough saying that I’m not ready, yet. (is that too hard to understand?)

Well—as far as I’m concerned—Sara, Sue and Farhana is now a pregnant-babe. Yerppppp—I’m so happy for them. Because I think—personally—they are the greatest women on planet earth. They have something that I don’t. They have the courage—which unfortunately, mine is gone looooong time ago.

Babies are wonderful—they are one of the magical creatures and their arrival is awaited by maaaanyyyyy peoples in this whole wide world, and I’m looking forward to put one in my arms, kiss them affectionately, play with their tiny little toes, tickle their bulging stomach—I want to feel all of it, but now—I don’t think I’m ready. (sighs….)

God—give me strength. For I’m having a pregnant-phobia syndrome.

p/s: I’m such a fool—I know.

Kisah Una dan Mokde ;)

salam.hyep... ;)
huuuu...hari yg sgt penattt tauu!u know what, for all this while, sy sgt tak pernah baby-sit kan kanak2.sy sgt tak berpengalaman (and kena belajar sesangat la dari mereka yg berpengalaman)hoho...sgt tak pandai mahu pegang baby...tahu angkat budak and bagi susu shj... ;) huhu...
tapi--hari ini ~satu keajaiban telah berlaku...~

;) yerpppp...sy telah dgn bek hatinya membw una (my niece) berjalan2.whoaaaa... ;)rase sgt kelaka and sgt kekok occay... ;) my hubby kt sy kena biasakan diri...(errrr...) hihi... ;)

walaupon sgt taktau--sy berjaya juga menjaga una si notty ittew selama almost 3 hours..(hoyyehhh...) kikiki... ;) sgt syok occay--coz this sweet lil'gurl sgt talkative/funny= ;)

ms sy and dell sdg main bowling--die tuhh ibarat our cheerleader taw...sgt kelakar... ;))
kami ketawa smpi mahu pecah pewotttt!! ;) then die sibuk mahu makan+mahu sy belikan die sasibear (die takpandai mahu cakap 'teddybear') ;)



then bw die pg mamam (die personally mahu ice blended choc. dgn tempura prawn+crabstick... glupppp....)

sgt chomottttt!! tp sy sgt fun dapat baby-sit die.then after makan sebok plakss mahu 'sasibear' and die pilih 'snowman' yg sgt shomeylll di Living Cabin'. die sgt happyyy... ;)

otw balik rumah--sambil die main2 'sasibear' die--die tertido.sgt sweet muka kanak2 yg sunggoh suci.heeee... ;)

it's a fun experience... ;)
sy rasa sy boleh jaga baby--kowtttt! ;)
hihi...

p/s:sampai umah shj die tewosss jadik sgt nakal,occay... ;(

Tale Of A House Mouse ;)

Someone in the circle is trying to get even—and I believe that they are actually cowardice, lurking behind bars, throwing stones but sad to say, too afraid to walk tough—chest to chest.

How poor they are—knowing the fact that they only can be so mouthful with those insolence words, but up there (in their skull) they actually have nothing to be proud of.

I pity them.
Maybe they can’t stand continuing their life living in fake and denial. Too afraid to see others’ happiness—but too brave to blame one’s fate as destiny malfunction. (God, bless them)

Dear Allah—
Please have mercy on them…
For they are not too far from your hell’s flame.
Amin.

p/s: shhhhh.... ;)

;)

salam~;)

balik dari skool tadi,sy singgah ke bank wif dell.got sumthing to do wif my account and all.since my account bank is all ripped off, of course la my bank manager will not be happy wif it.hehe.. ;)

otw to the bank--my husband rang me up.a sudden notification from him;

"take care tau...elok2 pg dgn dell tu..."

geeeeee~sy sgt suka!!!hoho~konon2 dia sgt caring...hoho (owhhh die mmg super duper caring semenjak kami hidup bersama ini)

sampai sj di bank ittew ;) sy terpandang seseorang yg sgt kacak,segak dan bergaya (ehem2...please dont throw out occay...kikiki)berdiri disebelah kereta compactnya (the red knight ittewww...)and owhhh i knew that man very heartly!!!my beloved hubbbbyyyyy!!!!!

then he came to my car with this very sweet face, reached for my arms and helped me crossing the road.sampai shj di bank dia berpesan soh sy take care of ma self (again????) and dont be nottyyyyy... ;) yiiiiii...schweettttnyerrrrr!!!

then he off to work again (office die sgt dekat dgn bank ittew occay...) owhhh the moment he walked away shj sy rindu sudah pd die.... ngeeeeee!!~ ;)

kesimpulan daripada cerita di atas--sy cinta hubby sy more than anything in this world!! ;)

hohohoho....

sekian,time kaseh!! ;b

madNESS!~ ;(

:: this is IMPORTANT ::

(read this)

Before I take any serious precaution that might humiliate peoples (that someway they longing to be humiliated) so you better back off and stay out of my yard. I’m not going to say this TWICE,occay!!

Shopaholic Ties The Knot

I woke up this morning with a stranger beside me.
An awkward feeling overwhelming me as I looked at the stranger with a puzzled face.
He sleeps peacefully, tranquil and the heaven too seems stood still.
There was an angelical formation drawn on his face, it touches my heart so deep.
I drew myself closer to him and as if my breath and he are going to collide, I kissed him on his forehead.

A complete stranger he was once.

I cupped his face with my hands before I gave him another kiss on his left cheek, and at this time, he opened his beautiful eyes. The eyes than never tired of shining my day, the eyes that always sees beauty in me no matter how awful I may look like.

He smiled to me and it soothed me to my deepest peacefulness.

He took my hand and put them on his chest. The heaven has spoken.

“Perhaps, fate has favored us a better deal…” said him.
I swear, there was a tear in my eyes as I gave him a little nod.

It was the very first morning we woke up together, and it was the very first morning I slept peacefully in his arms.

He is now, my husband.
The man and never rejects me regardless my imperfections.
The man that never tires praising my flaws and turn it into such beauty poetry.
He never refuses to listen, he never fails to understand.
He is the only man that sees me and accepts me for what I am.
And, with him, I learned and experienced a solemn happiness, a true love, a pure one, that peoples will die in envy knowing how hopeless they are in finding one.

We have been through a lot of suffers for all this while.
We have hurt a lot, we have cried a lot, but we will never give up. Not for our love. Never.

I kissed him again~
And the moment he cuddled me into his arms, and again, the heaven has spoken to me, personally.

SURAT UNTUK CINTA

Salam,
Cinta…
(semoga cinta berada didalam lindungan dan limpah kurnia yang maha Esa)

Cinta,
Bukan mudah menjadi perempuan dalam hidup kamu.
Dan bukan mudah untuk saya menjadi perempuan dalam hidup kamu.
Namakan apa jua kesakitan dan kepedihan, saya sudah merasainya.

Cinta,
Sudah sedekad usia saya menjadi perempuan dalam hidup kamu,
Dan sedekad itu,
Mengajar saya pelbagai perasaan…
Saya tahu ketawa,
Saya tahu menangis,
Saya tahu tersentuh,
Saya tahu merajuk,
Saya tahu bahagia,
Saya tahu derita,
Saya tahu bangga,
Saya tahu terhina.

Namun yang paling berharga, saya bertuah kerana saya bisa hidup dan menyaksikan seorang lelaki berjuang perasaan dan taqdir untuk hidup bersama cinta saya. Saya sendiri merasai pengalaman dan hebatnya perasaan dikurniakan Tuhan cinta sejati.

Saya bertuah melihat kamu cinta yang hebat.
Saya melihat kamu menangis dalam ketenangan kamu.
Saya melihat Allah anugerahkan kamu sifat sabar yang ulung.
Saya melihat Allah kurniakan kamu sifat penyayang yang sangat agung.
Saya melihat Allah hiasi kamu dengan akhlak yang sentiasa buat saya bangga mejadi perempuan dalam hidup kamu…

Cinta,
Bila kamu mengambil keputusan untuk menikahi saya dan meninggalkan segala kesenangan dunia untuk hidup menjadi suami saya,
Di saat itu saya sudah berjanji dengan diri sendiri—LILLAHI TA’ALA…
Bahawa saya akan hidup dalam setiap nafas kamu,
Saya dukung cinta kamu kerana Allah,
Akan saya perjuangkan keranaNya juga…
Saya akan berjuang dengan setiap daya dan upaya yang saya ada…
Maruah dan cinta ini akan saya abadikan dalam darah yang mengalir dalam diri saya…

Duhai cinta,
Suami isterilah kita di syurga Allah kelak…

Benar,
PEREMPUAN

Gossipsss….

Some people, they just don’t have any idea when to stop fussing about others, aren’t they?
And the worst is some of them are already crossing the boundary.
I wander what is actually they want from me?

Hello~ I’m not a celebrity, occay.
I’m just a normal girl who works for a living, that’s all.

So pleaaaaseeee stop bugging me. Please stop scooping my life and everything about me. To be frank, you are actually having no rights to know anything about me. Please learn my words. YOU HAVE NO RIGHTS!

My wedding is just around the corner and the rumors getting worst. It’s terrible, pretty annoying too.

Well, can you see it?
I’m marrying to one of the most eligible bachelor in town and some of you can’t just get away with the fact. Poor, tiny thing. Please learn to accept fate as it is.

I don’t mean to hurt anyone, but I have to defend my rights and when peoples are trespassing my yard, I need to make my move.

Sorry losers,

HAFIZAL is rightfully mine.

striking pink+blue

salam. ;)

tahpe la angen pg neh,went to work with quite a statement colour.hihi-- great striking pink+bluish chiffon. macam sewel jerrrr~tp mcm quite occay jugak... ;)

mood pon rase mcm laen jek.happyyyy jer manjang.nape eh?

otw nak pg kerje tuh sempat gak berposing2 sakan dalam keta. orang yang lalu lalang semua pandang cam pelek jer.nape?tak pernah tengok owang lawa ker? wahhhh!!! hahaha...

pasnih nak try baju yg kaler2 cenggini.bagi saket mata sket orang memandang. yeaahhh... kalau ilang pon senang owang nak carikkkk... ;)

p/s:berdebar...

Get Mean... Get Even...!!

Salam

If you say that sometimes life is unfair to you, you are totally wrong—because life is ALWAYS unfair to you. It deceives you in one way or another. Mimicking your downfalls and haunting you with agonizing pain and endless humiliation. Life will always tarnish your beauty of remain memories with saddening words of liars; life will juggle your fate like never end. Life will come to you with its malicious face and rip off your spirit before it burn your belief and strong will.

I perceive life through my most hurtful memories.
And each time life teaches me something valuable and worthy, I grow stronger than ever.

TODAY’S HEADLINE

Two of my former friends returned back my invitation card without specific reason. They said that I should give it by hand to them instead of asking my PAR to distribute it for me. They threw me quite an insolence words.

My comments: emmm… perhaps this is the new way human loosing their dignity and integrity with humiliated others for self pride purposes. No offence:: but this is just to much::

Perhaps I should just back to normal. Restore back the old ME. The mean me. The old me who will never give a shit about people. Self centered and pretty annoying too. Perhaps I should double think on being nice to others and rather be called with type of bad names than being super kind but still hated by others. Perhaps I should be a super villain.

::Noted::

Look What You've Done~

Take my photo off the wall
If it just won't sing for you'
Cause all that's left has gone away
And there's nothing there for you to prove

Oh, look what you've done
You've made a fool of everyone
Oh well, it seems likes such fun
Until you lose what you had won

Give me back my point of view'
Cause I just can't think for you
I can hardly hear you say
What should I do, well you choose

Oh, look what you've done
You've made a fool of everyone
Oh well, it seems likes such fun
Until you lose what you had won

Oh, look what you've done
You've made a fool of everyone
A fool of everyone
A fool of everyone

Take my photo off the wall
If it just won't sing for you'
Cause all that's left has gone away
And there's nothing there for you to do

Oh, look what you've done
You've made a fool of everyone
Oh well, it seems likes such fun
Until you lose what you had won

Oh, look what you've done
You've made a fool of everyone
A fool of everyone
A fool of everyone

p/s: Thank You For Got Me Fooled...

Owhh La..la…

Salam

This is really a jaw-dropping moment!
The minute I saw Dell holding two massive paper bags, imprinted with big GUESS logo on its cover I can feel that my body was shivering!
My nerves were jumping up and down and my mind was actually stop working! Ngeee~

It was actually only a few steps ahead that separated me and Dell but for me, those few steps were like ages! Ages, dude!
I grabbed the bags—digging deep inside it and there they were—

The most voluptuous and sexiest bags I have ever seen!
They are so sleek, elegant and eyes catching!!!!

Automatically, my sadness flown away—I can barely remember the reason I mourned all day. The only thing in my mind was just— those pretty bags!
Examining the bags (like I always do) along with the adrenalin filled all over my body, my lips can’t stop smiling. It was a solemn miracle that was just happened. A sense of relief and thankfulness that only me and my kind can understand. That only can be well understood by a pure shopaholic like me.

I love it!
I really heart it Dell!

Thanks to you, thanks for your sacrifice. The humiliation that you went through in the process of bringing these two angles to me.
Thanks so much for this presents.
I’m so touched!

:: ini mmg gilos punye chantekzzz!::

::sudah lama cari beg merah... ;) ::

p/s: sayang DELL lebey... ;)

~*Blank*~

Salam.

Woke up in the morning with miscellaneous feelings of guilt, remorse and regret.
It creates an ambiguous fusion of confusedness.

I wish if only I could turn back time, then I would probably change the whole thing.

Staring blankly to the ceiling, the sound of whipping fan sooths me.

My wedding day is just around the corner, but there’s uncertainty in every single move I make.
So many questions popped up in my mind and each time I tried to answer it, my mind went completely blank.

I’m going to be someone else’s wife.
It’s a scary fact.
(Is it?)

I took a deep sigh and turn my head to my left side.
I saw a picture of him and me on my engagement day.

He was smiling soooo happily and I can still remember how touched I was at that very moment.
The moment he slipped the ring on my finger, I almost cry my heart out.
It’s an almost victory—perhaps.

I love him. There’s no doubt.
But recently—I’ve been hurt.

I wish I have the answer to my heart.
Maybe—what I’m going through right now is just a phase in my life. A challenging one, perhaps.

Dell Bawa Kebahagiaan

ini punya saya!!!

suke...suke....

juga suke iniiiii....

Probably, shopping is the only thing can sooth my broken heart. And perhaps, the only treatment that suits me is just spending hours of fancying over great stuffs, maybe a session of try things on and maybe—just maybe, if I dare enough to spent some money to but those stuffs, then my sadness can be cured, my heartache can be vanished. (sighs…)

And Dell is perhaps the best therapist in this entire world.

She brings me good news along with great stuffs.

Two Guess handbags as a reward.

I must be insane if I rejected it.

:: Dellll…cepat pulangggg!!!! ;) ::