againstallODDs~

Org Po0n-ting,
i’m supposed to sleep super early 2nite coz i’m going to Penang 2mrw..what keeps me awake is bcoz i still hvn’t figured out wut to wear. isk…i’ve been shopping my whole life n yet i still end up with absolutely nothing good to wear. i wanted to wear my fav black baju but i’ve worn it twice with u, then i thot of wearing that green baju but i recalled wearing it with u to the Gardens.n i’m too fat for my old stripy blouses…n T-shirts dun look good with my luggage.Y luggage u asked when it’s just a ONE DAY shopping trip?ahaha…i hv my reasonssss…
Btw, while doing some ironing i suddenly realized i’ve missed Mai’s departure day…Oh no…i’ve planned to send her off but i forgot….i’m aware that it’s coming but i forgot when the real day comes.I remember writing it down somewhere while preparing Kotak Beracun for Big fmly gath on the 2nd n 3rd of Feb..but the notes doesn’t helps. I’m such a bad friend!!
But the thot that i’ve managed to stop myself from doing smtg bad keeps me smiling before bed. I’m glad i told mama abt it before i decided to do it, i’m even more glad i din click "send"..u go girl!!
LBNL,i hv to sleep now..i dun wanna miss the flight!

p/s: syuk,i know u’re busy hvg fun in PD, but my mum asked u to come over b4 pg Brunei.Trimas ;)  <—- just in case u’re reading.

It’s been awhile…..fuh~the past few days were hectic. i had to cancel many plans to meet friends.I am very  very sorry and at the same time i appreciate their thoughts for inviting me to places tho i hv to decline most of the invitations n i truly appreciate the fact that some friends nvr serik to ajak despite the many "sorry,i cn’t come" ..(my friends r the greatest!!!thanks for understanding. i will make it up to u guys if time permits) Frankly, i really cn’t make it. Some ppl fake the word "busy" but not me.  But everthing will be worth it…i knew it coz i cn see it coming. yeay!;)
Btw, lately i realized many bloggers wrote abt V-day.Those in a relationship  wrote how their V-day’s gonna be n singles wrote how to celebrate V-day the singles’ way. Reading their plans reminds me of myself when i was single. I was a happy single.That was what i thought.Those day, i never knew what i’m missing, coz i’m always contented. I’m happy with my life,my circle of friends,my fmly,my evtg. I enjoyed receiving chocs,CDs,cards,prezzies n attention from friends n flings without hvg to be their date.I also enjoyed taking good care of myself.I thot that is what fun is.But then, i fall in love…n my definition of fun is upgraded.It feels a whole lot better to hv sum1 else other than my fmly to listen to me evday,to tolerate,n to understand.Sum1 who rewards me when i forgot to reward myself.Sum1 i dun hv to impress anymore haha… but nways, i dun celebrate 14th feb coz it’s V-day. Since i cud remember,14th Feb is always Ayah’s bday n dat is what makes the day so special all these years. So i still hv’nt missed the fun of dining out with fmly on dat day (like singles) n at da same time enjoy the fact that i will always hv an earlier date every year to celebrate a special day with my lover (who is now upgraded to being my soulmate).
Owh, i now hv less than a month before semester starts n i hv to maximise this final piece of hols left.I might be out of reach coz i’m going somewhere. well, those whom i want to contact knows how to contact me Farewell ppl,i shall write again!
Toodles~

Look who’s here! we hv Tok Pa in the house!!(the man next to me,in case u din recognize is our Minister of Higher Education)..The other one,i guess, needs no introduction- Dr SMS!…ehem ehem…
P/s: Happy Birthday to Helmi,Khalif n Karma. Happy Anniversary to org poon-ting.

“Let the people who never find true love believe that there is no such thing. Their faith will make it easier for them to live and die.”

-Wislawa Szymborska

To Syieq and Pn Rosnani who just had an operation, n also to Shayzy who will b hvg her operation this wednesday…
Allah’s test is meant for the strong.Wishing u love,good health, blessings n happiness wherever u go.

Look at the title,i’m mourning
The magic denim,(let’s just call it Fabulous), has been with me for more than 2 years. Fabulous is not just a denim, i believe it has played the role of a lover. A good jeans hugs our legs n give us space at the right place. It makes us feel good,boost our confidence level,n accompany us to places.I hv many other denims in my wardrobe, but none can replace her-not even the new one i just bought.It’s just an ordinary denim, but it works for me.This of course,was found after 24 disastrous denim purchases made over the last 6 years.Like a lover,i can nvr fall in love with more than one jeans at a time.When i’ve started liking one particular jeans, i will keep on wearing the same one come rain or come shine haha until everyone, except me gets tired of it. Then the colour  fades a lil,making me love it even more.But, good things always come to an end,frequent washing damaged Fabulous n i’m sure i hv to meet a few bad denims to find my next Fabulous.G’luck!

p/s: Before i went to Biela’s, i wished Poon n Munir din realized that i purposely requested to go back home to change into my magic jeans, tho i know it’s not appropriate to wear jeans koyak in public. But they realized it anyway tho i changed my top skali coz xnk bg diorg sedar. *big laugh*..Thanks for sending me there btw.

This year, the celebration was extra special coz i spent it with a bunch of crazy SSP girlfriends at Biela’s.Pool party style but photos xbley upload (like i’ve been uploading photos je b4 dis haha :P).But i din swim that night, here’s why: 
1) i’m hvg my-what we call that starts from "B"
2) I know it’s ok to swim even on B days, but i’m just not comfortable with it.
3)I got pretty pissed when ppl force me to do smtg i just dun wanna do. Pls understand.

Everything else was perfect that night..the same loud voices, same old laughters, same old friends inside new transformed figures.I personally think the party wud be better if difad n amal were there.i’m sure dimmy agrees with me. Our enam tingkat bunga api x meletup semua, too bad haha
i was awarded "Gossip queen of the year" haha..i like the butterfly on my what u call the selendang miss world pakai tu?(sape tau tell me).
owh,new year resolutions sama mcm last year. Minus nk lose weight. That’s not important to me anymore.Plus nk walk the talk.Happy New Year everyone!

p/s: i noticed someone updated his blog when he has been claiming xde mase nk submit stufs he supposed to submit weeks ago.

Congratulations to all straight As achievers!! esp my sister, Liyana Husain  ;), her friends, Baby-Irfan Naushir ,my SSP juniors,n everyone. n owh, gez it’s my job to keep on forwarding Kak Aziati’s text i got from Deqmie.

Assalamu’alaikum. .
fyi, 80.77% of SSP students i.e 126 out
of 156 students got 8As. 
i am told that SSP is the 6th best (i’m
not sure if we are 6th of all the
schools in the country or 6th of the SBPs).
let’s all continue our support to the
school in all aspects!
happy for the school and proud to be
it’s alumni member,
aziati
1982

(i purposely change the font to Red. It reminds me of my flaming Ruby Spirit!!)

*Hugs*

Weekend at nenek’s place was great!Owh, i had so much fun with the kids- Balqis,Haziq n Yaya…I cn’t remember when did i start liking children this much.When i was younger, i always find children annoying.These days, i like being in their company. Kids dun lie..they dun fake their smiles…they dun talk bad abt ppl..i love it when they get all excited to tell me stories,or ask me to tell stories…i just love it when they speak. They hv this very cute style of pronouncing words.They melt hearts… it’s cute how they adore Hafiz’s hairstyle n Jha’s purple contact lens…It’s funny when they ask me to tell ghost stories  but end up crying n beg me to turn on the lights.Even funnier when they tried to tell me ghost stories which i cn tell are all made up haha.I love love it when balqis gets excited to show me her new gymnastic skills, when yaya followed her antics n when haziq tried to steal the show by showing his Taek Wan Do skills. (did i spell it right?)…In short, i’m amazed that i now like kids.oh wait, when did i become such a girl?haha

Another best thing at nenek’s is the food. Grandmas always have the best food all year long kn?..

It was the first time i din sleep throughout the journey home from ayah’s kampung, n never before had i been this glad that i’d stay awake. We past through lines of coconut trees and small houses. Even from a distance, i could see that the paint from the woodwork on their doors and windows was peeling from neglect. The view outside my window was just someone else’s everyday routine, but enough to amaze me. Chickens running home at dusk, topless comot kids holding sticks laughing at each other, and tired adults cycling home from the estate. The car was moving faster the further we left ayah’s kampung, all i could see was just lines of tall trees n beautiful orange skies as the sun was setting. That’s when i realized the beauty of Allah’s creation in our everyday’s life. We dun hv to go to the beach just to admire sunset. Even from the car window i could see the wonderful mixture of colours of the skies when it turned from blue to orange,slightly pink to purple,before it turned completely black. The car came to a halt as we reach RnR to perform our prayers.It feels good to be able to walk in public, with hair unbrushed and big Ts like nobody’s watching. As i was waiting for mama outside the surau, i studied the starry night sky. Above me,the stars were like specks of silver paint on a deep rich black canvas.Watching them can sometimes make me lost track of time, but not this time.I saw ayah walking to the car,so i followed him lazily.There was crispness in the air i realized as i was walking to the car, which i found it rather strange.The journey continued. U know how when u were a child, u thought the star followed u wherever u go, even when the car was moving fast?That’s how i felt. I remembered the same cluster of stars which formed the shape of a dugong. I can’ stop looking at them, admiring them, believing they were Si Tenang (rings a bell ppl?).As i was looking at them, they look back at me, and followed me to Bangi.That’s when i realized,i was’nt just looking at the stars, but staring deep into the past as well.Well there’s a story about stars n i, which explains why Rossa’s song "bicara pada bintang" never fails to make me smile, even on the gray-est day.But i’ll keep that to myself!~