Recover

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Gotta force those tablet medicines down Chindai's throat

Alhamdulillah, Allah heard my doa :)

I just got back from the vet in Cheras. There were many people -ehem- and furry friends and the system is so slow! >_> Seriously. (I would love to complain but then, macam apa je so baik senyap)

Nevermind, as long as we got the medicines for Chindai.

While waiting for our number to be called, Chindai was shivering (idek), maybe because it is such a coward with all the other cats pets around. So I knelt down and patted it. (I'm so romantic I know ;) ) <-- eiiii tengok dah vain pulak dahhh. Salah siapa ni? *pokes Chunky*

Alright, that's all. Byebye :*

ps/ dah tak ada modal, nak buat macam mana.
pps/ famous dah Chindai asyik masuk blog je ==
ppps/ tak apalah Chomay asyik masuk Facebook je kan.


Sorry ._.

Furry fella

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Chindai is kinda sick, it is always sick, I love Chindai a lot and the fact that it is my very first cat who has stayed with me for almost 5 memorable years makes me think of how long could it survive... It makes me sad to think that, sometimes I cried while patting it on the head, hearing it purrs and snuggle up next to me when I'm watching tv- I know I'm gonna miss Chindai a lot when the time comes.

I don't want the time to come.

I want Chindai to stay young forever, possibly won't can't get sick at all. I want to give Chindai various size of boxes for it to dive it and fit itself in that very box. (Seriously, Chindai can't fit into a shoe box but it just force itself and in the end it looks like a bun puahahaha) I want to feed Chindai some more boiled fish and give it treats, play hide and seek with it and snap photos of/with Chindai. You have no idea how cute Chindai is when it hides under a pillow but its butt is sticking out! LOL.

*sigh*

No lah, Chindai is not dead. I just can feel the time coming because it has scabies all around its body and a big one on its right leg. I just don't understand why my parents won't take Chindai to the vet.

I just don't understand why.

Chindai-ah, you can survive. You will survive. You will live for many long years and you will live by my side forever. Please. You will be healthy and healthier. I haven't bought you clothes and I haven't take you for a stroll in the park (since you're a cowardy cat). Please, Chindai, live long. I love you.

I can't believe I actually wrote this.

Writing away (apparently, I'm bored)

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My hands are still aching. Alah sikit je, saje nak mengada :P

So, I woke up quite late that others (my relatives) today, in which not that late compared to other kids who is still lazying around in bed (I would LOVE to do that) but I'm at my hometown right now and the people here wake up early in the morning...

Alright.

Anyway, after breakfast (I ate cute-tiny-square biscuits dipped into teh tarik since I have ulcers D: ) I slumped myself on the couch in front of the tv, changing channels because nothing caught my eyes. *annoyed* I helped Mamatok after that, I swept the whole living room (which is the largest area of the house, the second is the kitchen) and my hands ached when I gripped on the broom. (Talk about self pity) Nampak sangat tak rajin kemas rumah. Or maybe sebab selama ni asyik guna vacuum je :3 Okay, I'm the one to blame.

Signing off now, I'll update you with a selca of today's event via Facebook :)

Byebye :*

ps/ Going back to Bangi this evening.

pps/ ULCERS ARE KILLING ME!!!

Appreaciate

I miss her a lot

"What’s the use of having people around you when all you can do is build walls around yourself and refuse to let anyone in? It’s not the number of people around you that defines the existence of meaningful relationships. It’s not the number of so-called friends or so-called acquaintances either. It’s how you feel about them, how you treat them and how you fight to keep them close. It’s who you keep and who you push away. It’s who you hate, who you like and who you love. Because at the end of the day, when the battle seems to be lost and you have no choice but to give a bitter surrender, these same people who you swore to treasure with all your heart… they’ll be the ones to pull you back up, pat your back and say “It’s not over unless you say it’s over”.

And when they’re there, beside you, holding your hand and pushing you to sanity, it’ll never be over. You’ll never say it’s over."

-To Love (a fiction)

This moves me

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timeless

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Alright, so here I am, lazying around in front of the laptop, scrolling my tumblr dashboard and reblogging whatever that caught my eyes.

Homeworks pun tak siap lagi. Berangan betul.

I don't really have anything to say but I think I should update you, lovely friends, with life which is less interesting with no major occasions going on aaaaaaaaaaaaand I am so uninspired right now.

Hm.

I think I'm gonna make a song cover, maybe it's Yuna-Terukir di Bintang or Taylor Swift-Safe and Sound, (I've been replaying those two songs for over 643754935743634987093842 times so yeah) but, we'll see.

...I should go and do my homeworks now or else I'll die. I really can't withstand the cold and scary and hunted stare from the teachers ._. (just by imagining it makes me shivers)

Byebye loves :*

ps/ responds from my previous post;

"Love isn't finding a perfect person. It's seeing an imperfect person perfectly. So everyone who knows you and loves you would say you're already perfect, Miso ya. Because you are, to us. So, don't worry" -Byeol Byeol

"I think kan all the other girls pandang you sebab you're very pretty :3 Kalau I tak kenal you pun I rasa I pandang you and I'll be all like "oh why can't I be pretty like that" I selalu kot pandang girls yang cantik fikir camtu. So have faith okay? :) " -Dania (I need to give you a nickname!)

Get out from the shell

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Sometimes, I don't know who I really am. Sometimes, I feel like the whole world is watching me, judging me. The clothes I wear, the things I said, the way my lips curve up into a smile, the way my gum shows way too much when I'm laughing, the way I sneeze, cough, eat, munch, and just, everything! I'm scared. I don't know what I'm scared of... Maybe I'm scared of not being perfect?

I know. Nobody's perfect, and I believe in that. Yet, why can't I believe in myself? Mama is right, I don't have self-confidence. But I think I do. Sometimes.

Obviously, I'm wrong.

I just, I don't know anymore. I really hate myself for being such a nag when my shirt/blouse is crumple or wrinkle. MY GOD. WHY SHOULD I EVEN CARE ABOUT IT WHEN EVERYONE COULD CARE LESS?!

THAT'S IT. I'M DONE WITH IT.

I just don't want to care anymore! I just don't want to have a hard time choosing the (so-called) perfect cloths or accessories or hijab or shoes or bags or freaking colour coordination to wear because sometimes, I don't feel like myself. And when I don't feel like myself, I'll talk less and the only thing that I think about is (are) "Is this blouse really okay? Is it even appropriate to wear this? I should go home and change and never come back. No, maybe this is okay. Head up, just walk and calm down. Why is she staring at me? And that person looked at me as well! Am I overdressed?" and bla bla bla.

Just writing those make me want to puke and just get rid of that very selfish attitude out from me!

From now on, from this very minute, (Sunday, 8th January 2012, 6:51pm) I'm gonna change the way I- wait, how do I put this into words- the way I spend hours trying to find the exact outfit to go with the day? I don't know, maybe that will work.

The thing is, I think I should care less about those people I don't even know they exist and start dressing up for the sake of Islam, for the sake of Allah, the good name of my family, my parents and most importantly, for the sake of the people I love and care.

They have faith in me and why can't I have faith in myself?

Thank you for believing me, thank you for being with me even I'm all sweaty and my outfit is just so damn outdated (...what?)- just, thank you so much :) *lap air mata and hingus meleleh leleh eeee*

Okay.

That's all that I wanted to nag write about. I feel soooooooo relieved!

" :) you are pretty to me and whatever you're wearing looks great to me :) i tak kisah if you simple and i pun tak kisah if well dressed :) just be yourself okay :)  to me, you're more than gorgeous ;) :* "

A letter to you

Dear Nasyara,

I can't believe this. Time flew so fast, too fast. My mind is still replaying the memories when you first transferred here. You were so lonely and had a hard time adjusting, I'm glad you are able to fit in very quickly :) You helped me go through my age-13-complicated-growing-stage in which I was a moody bitch who talks without thinking. You sent me letters, since I refused to talk, containing life quotes and poems, you even made them by yourself!

I still kept those cute letters :)

Thank you for not giving up on me, Nasya. Thank you for believing me once again. Thank you for befriending me once again. I'm sorry for the wrong things I did and for the lies I told. I was so lost in myself that I didn't relies that I was hurting my friends.

Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you.

I always pray for your success in life and in whatever you want to do. I hope that your wishes will come true and along with that, I hope that you will find your other half ;) You deserves the best, Nasya. Oh, and, just, be yourself and your new school Nasya :) You are so random and fun to talk with!

“Human tragedies: We all want to be extraordinary and we all just want to fit in.
Unfortunately, extraordinary people rarely fit in.”
― Sebastyne Young

The best of luck, Nasyara :) Have more self-confidence!

Love,

AY

5th day of January

Heyyo :)

I just finished my Biology homework, which is to google about the definition of Biology and the importance and the fields of Biology. I was silent in class and was practically trying to shrink myself, konon invincible. Hebat, not. 

Hmmph. Tetiba tak ada mood :/

I know, we're spending lesser time together since the school has started. I'm busy with school and you're busy with... well, life. I won't- can't blame anyone (because to me, blaming someone means you're blaming the fate as well).

*Positive thinking*

It brought us closer anyway :) We spend every night chatting, taking care about each other and asking about how our day have been. We fool around and -of course- being sarcastic :P You're like, the master of sarcasm but mehhh, you ended up losing because I'm the queen of aegyo (cuteness) *insert sarcasm* >)

But boy, I miss you. School reminds me of you, a lot! The corridors, your old class, the canteen, the koop... Especially the 'morning backdoor date' heehee ;)

Geez.

I love you, don't forget that :*