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Thursday, 17 April 2014

Teen~ *sigh*

Assalamualaikum, Anniong!
my beloved reader,
Can I call you  jagiya(honey)? *blink,blink*
As you know, I'm a kpoper and otaku, phew~ I can be VERY weird sometimes, But A good kind of weird. ^_^
I'm An A.R.M.Y now. I mean, a fan of Bts or Bangtan Seo Nyeon Dan or Bulletproof Boy Scouts. WHich is Incredibly hot on stage but...turns out to be a bunch of dorks in real life. But That's what I love about them!
But..Now, put that aside for a while,
Satu perkataan, love. Tulis je pun, bulu roma admin dah meremang, Geli giler kalau sentuh bab2 macam ni tapi... dah tak der idea tapi tangan ni hah menggatal.
Kbanyakan kwn2 admin, ader dia orang punyer Mr, C or Mr. Crush Or Mr.Chu, atau ape2 jelah dia orng nak panggil.

Maybe sebab admin tak tahu rasenye, sebb tu lah rase pelik dan agak....geli. Sebb biasenye orng yg sdang jatuh cinta ni, ayat2 dier cheesy giler!!!!

Admin tak kesah sbanarnya, biarlah Jodoh tu datang sendiri, Dah tertulis dekat Luh Mahfuz pon. Baik admin fikir macam mna nak hadapi Jodoh dengan KEmatian sebelum dengan manusia.
Baik kita semai cinta Pada Dia dulu, seblum makhluk-Nya, sebab takut nanti terlebih sayang pda yang dicipta dari Sang Pencipta.
CInta pada barang akan rosak, cinta pada makhluk akan mati, CInta pada Allah kekal abadi.

Lebih baik admin study.  Study K-pop~Ye idak? hehehe....

Okey, penulisan kali ni mungkin buatkan admin nmpak macam kasar sikit. Tapi this is me. Ade lembutnya, of course. I'm a tough girl, I may not fight back but I'm not a loser.^O^ Semua perempuan ade gediknya, itu yang bezakan kiter daripada lelaki!

Be yourself, Walaupun kiter suke pada seseorang itu sedalam manapun, kekal jadi diri sendiri. How long can you put on that mask?
Even phantom took it off. (or didn't he?)

Akhirnya, sayang dan cinta pada Allah yang terbaik. Seriap sayang dan cinta kita, jika ikhlas Insya Allah akan terbalas, tak seperti manusia yang terkadang terlupa. Admin ni kadang2 rasa malu sangat, Allah bagi, bagi dan bagi. Tapi Admin jarang sangat balas balik.
Sibuk mengejar cinta yang tak akan bawa kemana, yang tak sedar pon kewujudan admin. I think I'm alone, But the truth is, I;m just too lazy to open my eyes. TT.TT
I'm nothing without Him, that's all I know.
That's all for now, since, Admin dah ngantuk dh start pening dh ,
Insya Allah, I'm going to post another story soon. Kalau masih hidp lagi esok lusa. Insya Allah,
Assalamualaikum,

Friday, 7 March 2014

Pray and Hope

Assalamualaikum
Anniong! Yosh!Admin in the house~
Wah~ when was the last time I updated this blog? Hm....quite long, nah.....
some blog are even longer than I am, and they still have a lot of followers and readers......
poor me (TT^TT)
YEs...my blog change, again. Not my fault, its original template had been removed or deleted by its original maker(?) and It can't be display.
Mianhae, for this confusion. 
It'd been quite a tiring month for me, of course for everyone too. But, alhamdulillallah I could managed it pretty well. 
So, just a few days ago.....or weeks...
There is a lecturing session about solat. (prayer) 
for some reason, which I don't know why....that motivator looks like my late father. Maybe his far cousin. However, he was really good with his speech even though he was sick that day. 
He thought us about how to perform our solat properly and its importance. 
He storied us about a man or woman ( which I don't remember) in Sarawak, Malaysia. The man or woman died and its body turned smelly and its face burned. His or her eyes widened like in a great shock, revealing only the white part of his or her eyes. 
And then....He told us how to recognise a pious man or woman when he or she almost died. (wallallahualam) 
His/her forehead will sweat and they'll look teary as if he/she had just saw a beautiful thing. 
and for some reasons too, I've cried. Thanks to Him, no one realised it, just Radhiah and she'd promised me not to tell anyone. But it was a waste now because of my babbling fingers (?)~ Hohohoho..

Okay, back to the topic, I've cried...more like weeping. Some images flashed back in my rusty memories box. 
Just by thinking of how many sins that I had done...How many kindness I've done that make me deserve Jannah. (heaven)
 --the most beautiful place that can't be describe by word.
 I've done many sins, I kept asking and asking without giving any. 
I don't deserve it
Human used to be in heaven, like Adam and Hawa. Even non-muslims believe it. Just their name are a little bit different, Adam and Eve. 
Doesn't that made our home town is heaven?
Don't you think we need to return to our home? 
Have some reunions with our great great great great granddad and grandma?
Don't you think we need to work really,really,really hard to return to our original home? 
And next...
The second reason is because...^_<.....let it be a secret between me and HIm. 
That's all for now...if you want to find out more, just ask me.....like i've said I'm friendly girl ,I don't bite hard. 
Before I'm leaving, please....to my beloved readers. 
 if, someday when you've reached Jannah and...you doesn't find me there, can you please......please....
ask HIm to place me there too. ^_^
I'll pray for you, for my families, friends,teachers and to all muslim brothers and sisters. insya allah...
We'll meet there....just pray and pray, ask to Him , beg for His forgiveness, change and keep changing to become a better person, insya allah....With His will, we'll meet there.  
At the most beautiful place <3
~Jannah~
^_^ Assalamualaikum......May Allah bless you. 

Thursday, 13 February 2014

Misunderstood and Mistreated

Assalamualaikum,
If you've read my last entry, you'll know about how I hate to judge and be judge at. 
Because, sometime....what we see is not the reality. 
People look at me and think I'm a scary girl with a scary face. 'cause I have busy eyebrows and I intend to stare at someone when I found him or her is interesting. Just like what I do when I watch my favourite dramas or movies-I don't know since when this become a habit. 
My mom said that my face always looks angry and I hardly smile. Huh~ 
Well, I''ll change, little by little. It takes time, you know. My face always like this as long as I can remember. 
Actually, I'm a friendly girl that can be a little crazy sometimes. Hello! I'm a friendly girl with an angry bird's face! 
 You can laugh like a maniac beside me and I still think that you're kinda smart or talking non-stop as long as not in the class when the teacher is teaching....
Well, that's why you can't judge the book by its cover. 
My friend looks like they'd been misunderstood too, just because how they looks like...
as example a beautiful girl intend to be call 'gedik' and a drama queen but actually, some of them, I REPEAT- SOME OF THEM kinda nice and caring,
and a cute girl with a big eyes intend to be call innocence and childish but....SOME OF THEM more mature than us that looks like a twenty four when we're actually fourteen. Huh,again~
and they're kinda scary too, you know....when we predict about their thoughts and imagination, we'll think pretty flowers and rainbows and cute dolls but....their imagination can be really terrific with bloods and knives or a serial murder by an anonymous in the late 80's. 
And also....the one that keep annoy us with their comments and critics. 
Maybe, just maybe-they want to help us but they doesn't know how to say it politely. (MAYBE) 
We need to be like the date tree, if someone throw something to them, they give the thrower a nice, ripe dates. 
(I don't know lah sama ada betol ke idak, date tree ni. Betullah kan, pokok, tree, kurma, date. Date tree lah kan? Apasai pelik bebenor bunyinyer? )
Hoho...that's all for now. If there are some mistakes in my grammar of vocab, please... tell me and teach me how to fix it. I'm a beginner and I'm not afraid to look idiot when I'm learning. (Maybe, Just a little...I REPEAT, just A LITTLE BIT AFRAID)
Okay, just for your information, I have thousands of weaknesses and I didn't admit that I've never judge some one. I judge, but I keep my thought down deep in my mind so, I will not treat her differently or badly just because of some bold predictions. 
I'm trying hard to not to judge, but this is what human do--judge someone on our first meeting.
 'Look at her, see how big her 'tudung' is, her clothe is too big, she wear socks lah, must be an ustazah, I must avoid her or else she'll keep commenting at my wardrobe. She'll be too 'skema' and I will look bad just by standing next to her.' 
'Eeww...Look at her~ Looks so pious but acts like a tomboy.' 
That's enough! I'm sick of it! We're not a goody-two-shoes, it was an advice not a critic and it was because we love you and we want to befriend with you 'till Jannah, we're just like others, we have our crazy side....but we control it because we doesn't want to look so cheap. 
But you know...I'll keep asking for Allah to forgive you and may He grant you Hidayah. 
Assalamualaikum and sorry if there is any words that'd hurt your feeling. 

Wednesday, 22 January 2014

My Therapy Sessions *wink*

Assalamualaikum
There are  a lot of things in my mind right now, about my studies, activities, my responsibilities. Sometime, I turn to be little grumpy because of this mess.
But it is okay , I've joined in  an angry management class 5 times a week and a therapy session now.
Solat and Al-Quran.
These are the only things that can make me very calm and as if the world seem a little bit broader after that.
 Well, those sentences may sound a little nerdy or kliche. But it is the truth.
I am a muslim since I was a child but still...
I'm a muslim, my IC said I'm a muslim, I recite syahadah, and that's all.
That's all I know.
But His love. Change me little by little,
I;m still me, just a little bit better. I still a childish teenager, I still acting aegyo(cute) and such. I still a little lazy to get up at fajr. But I will keep fighting, fighting with my oldself.
Please.. don't be mad at me,
some of my friends, start to avoid me. (I know) ,
but it is okay, He is there, always beside me.
You know...The most exciting thing about His love is.....He already know, yet He still listen to our stories, cries, hopes.
Making me to love Him more than myself.
Some people may think that I'm just a goody-two-shoes or acting all nice just to be praise at. Well, It depends on you, I hate people that judge someone just by their looks or their past so I try not to judge someone else too.
He knows me, really well, more than myself.
That's all for now. I need to do my homework and essays. (sorry for my broken english, trying-trying tak boleh ka?)
Assalamualaikum,