♥ Sunday, August 30, 2009
MOVE OUT PLEASE!
I'm trying hard not to blog about my own flesh and blood but I need to let this out! Just a little bit.
It's time for you to move out, seriously! The corners of this house are not cute spaces to put your clutters! It has never been!
Yes, this house is not under my name but at least my identity card states this address so please, be a grown up and try to live in your own home! You have a fucking house for goodness sake and it is as big as this! From Bedok, to Simei and all the way to Pasir Ris!! Even when someone new is about to settle down here, you are still here!!!
I am so full of hatred with zero respect for you now! I hope you are reading this! Really do!
Things happen for a reason
Blogged @ 1:39 PM
♥ Sunday, August 23, 2009
HER 70TH
I had so many plans in my head but I was broke to put the plans to actions and it so happened that the day fell on the first day of Ramadhan.
I brought her to dinner and ordered her a cake. It turned out to be a huge 6kg cake!
The plan worked out. She didn't even know the cake was in the house. The cake was delivered when she took a nap and when we carried it to Ateh's place, it so happened that her back was facing the cake.
Everything went well. ALHAMDULILLAH!!
May she lives many more years. I never want to disappoint her again. I'll try my very best!
Labels: birthdays, family
Things happen for a reason
Blogged @ 9:23 PM
♥ Thursday, August 13, 2009
PLATONIC IS DEFINITELY POSSIBLE
10 years ago, I was involved in NDP as an usher. I had to be at the National Stadium almost every week for 2 months.
One day, I was seated on one of the steps, watching the rehearsals all by myself, there were a group of NS boys around me. These was the same guys that Fidz and I had been talking about. Well, we were in our 'girl power' stage and any guy that came our way, we'd love to tease.
Anyway, there was this one guy in particular needed to ask me something but he hesitated because apparently I looked stuck-up. He did ask anyway but I can't really remember what was it all about.
Few days later, we came to know that we had to work hand in hand with the mentioned group of NS boys. They turned out to be fun, crazy and nice boys who Fidz, Farah, Lynn and I enjoyed to be around with.
We went out, hung out and remained friends even after the whole parade was over. and the whole group even came to my place during Raya. I got close to one of them but there was nothing going on, really. However, one of the girls got really jealous of us and started to behave indifferently. Well, actually 2 of them behaved weirdly towards me and Fidz! We still went out without those 2 girls because like I've mentioned, they are really nice and they really respected us.
Somehow along the way, I kindda went out on a date with one of them. Can't really remember the places we went but I can still remember that we did go to Lido and ate at Long John. I was wearing a blue dress and he was in his bermudas - slekeh as usual! We got closer and went out more often and slowly we introduced each other to our different circle of friends. He met mine and I met his and we realised what we had was really special and didn't want to screw it up.
We both knew if we were to get into a relationship and if the relationship fails, we would lose a great friendship. We made a promise to each other that we would remain as friends.
Good friends we became and there were times when I made use of him when I could not find a date to go to weddings, functions or whatever and likewise, he would make use of me by standing close to me whenever a girl he didn't like was approaching him in clubs.
We were so close that people thought we were sleeping with each other. In a harsh way, fucking buddies. It came to a point where we got sick of convincing them that we were not doing it, all we did was to laugh it off. Let them believe whatever they want/wanted.
We managed to remain as good friends till he finished serving the nation, we became good friends till we both found someone we loved, we remained friends even when our then partners didn't like us being friends. We became friends through the years.
Few years passed by and he ended up with one of my good friends. Though it was a little awkward for us three in the beginning, we pulled through till shit happened on the third year. It was something really big and something really bad. I was so disgusted that I didn't bother to listen to both sides of the stories and decided to severe all ties with him. I cursed him, I scolded him, I sent him an unpleasant email, I could not stand the mere mention of his name. I didn't even invite him to 2 occasions of mine.
I took sides and that was a big mistake! I should have listened to both sides of the story and ironically the person whose sides I was in doesn't give a shit about me now! Karma perhaps!
It took me awhile to notice that I had done a mistake. I wanted to reconcile things but I didn't know how to. I got a text from him on my engagement day and I was closed to tears. I saw him on the Internet but I didn't know how to start a conversation. I was praying not to bump into him because I would not know how to start talking.
A few months later Nikki reappeared and she was trying every ways and means to make us meet. She tried to trick us, trapped us but failed (she's a bad liar by the way). We both told her that we were not ready to meet. To break the ice, we chatted on Facebook where both of us started to reminisce and became emotional thinking about the past.
Nikki tried to trap us again last month. We both saw through her (yet again) but this time round, we both were ready and finally saw each other face to face again. We hugged and I bit him real bad. The weird thing was, we were not feeling weird at all. It felt good. It felt good talking to him again.
The recent National Day marked our 10th year of our platonic friendship. A relationship between 2 opposite sex which did not include any sexual activities.
Believe in platonic, it is possible. :)
Just so you know, the boy in the picture above still keeps his promise to always be there for me no matter what happens.
I know you are reading this (cause I made you to) and all I want to say is I'm sorry and I love you!
To Nikki, (I know you will read this as well, cause you are a kepo-chee), thanks for 'trapping' us and I don't love you still. LOL!
Labels: friends, reminisce
Things happen for a reason
Blogged @ 11:50 PM
♥ Thursday, August 6, 2009
NISFU SYA'ABAN
For the first time in my life yesterday, I went to Expo not for a shopping spree but to attend a Tahlil.
The moment I entered the hall, I felt so calm. I don't know why but I was closed to tears. The feeling was indescribable. It was such a nice feeling.
The feeling was just the opposite when I was entering for Metro or John Little sales because for those 2 occasions, I just didn't know where to start and calmness was definitely not felt! It was totally different basically.
As the Yassin was being read, I questioned myself as to why had I not been attending such occasions for a long time? I believe no vacations can make me as calm as I felt yesterday. For a moment, I forgot of the current happenings and all I thought of was ALLAH and how to be a better Muslim. Now I know why Mum seems almost stress-free. She talks to GOD every single day.
Maybe I should speak to HIM more. INSYALLAH, I will be a better Muslim in time to come.
Slowly, but surely...Amin...
Labels: MY life, religion
Things happen for a reason
Blogged @ 11:59 PM
♥ Sunday, August 2, 2009
A BLEEDING PROBLEM
I am going through the second day of my menstrual and it is such a heavy flow. Extremely heavy. It's too heavy that I had to throw away my bedsheet. Yes! It's that bad so do imagine how much blood I've lost.
I've been facing this for 3 months now and I'm pretty worried. Most say it's normal, some say it may be a symptom to some illnesses. Yikes! That is scary and I don't even have the guts to go for a check up.
How like that?!
Labels: health, MY life
Things happen for a reason
Blogged @ 11:58 PM
♥ Saturday, August 1, 2009
A BETTER MONTH, HOPEFULLY
I woke up to a frustration yesterday. Felt better after a few exchanged emails with the girls. Felt frustrated again at the later part of the day but that feeling went away the moment I met the girls.
It was such a pleasant meeting with full of laughters. I laughed so much till my stomach hurt. What will I do without these people? Seriously, I wonder how does one live without friends? I can never do that.
Got home passed 3am and ended my night crying to sleep. Maybe it's PMS. Maybe it's the situation. Maybe it's both. I don't know but what I know is I hope and I'll pray that August will be a good month that will lead to better days, better weeks and a start to better months.
I'm missing the old me very much. I realised I've lost so much of myself somehow...
Sigh!
Labels: MY life
Things happen for a reason
Blogged @ 2:58 PM
