Realization.

Salam.



I miss blogging, honestly I do. :)









P/s: Have been wanting to update. I'M NOT LYING XD

10 things I hate about you.

Salam.


No. Don't worry, I don't hate anyone at the time being. I'm neutral. Ahah.
But I am also bored. So I am now watching this TV series by the title "Ten Things I Hate About You". For one reason;


Patrick Verona.


Ok, not just because of him. The plots OK. So are the actors.
But I just found out something. Deep voices disturb me. BIG TIME. :)


P/s: Off to camp tonight. Wish me good luck!

Trust me, I know.

Salam.


I said to make this a regular thing so I should at least update this thing every other day.
Sorry, my bad -.-'.


Today's topic is trust.


Trust is something that you invest in. I put my trust in you, and you are supposed to help me develop it. As it grows bigger, and gets deeper, we're both in it together. Come hell or high water, we built it together. I would say that trust is like a balloon.

Why?

Because; when you break someone's trust, it's as if you're bursting someone's balloon.
POP! No more big-air-filled-bright-happy-coloured balloon. All you get are the bits and pieces of it. And to put it back together? Impossible. You'll have to get another balloon and start ALL over again. And the pain of it? If only balloon's could talk, ask them how it feels to be poked with a super sharp needle. I bet it hurts big time. Like getting your heart slashed with a knife. Or something even worse.

Trust is when you know you can tell someone the real reason why you can't go to a party either than the reason you tell publicly like "Oh, I got some family business which is totally boring; but enjoy the party!" when the real reason is because your mom wouldn't let you go.

Trust is when you tell someone your biggest secret and knowing that your secret is safe under lock and key because that person is someone you trust. No one will ever find out because that person's lips are sealed.And when you tell him/her that secret, you won't feel embarrassed because that person won't give a damn about your secret, because deep down, she has a secret too.

Trust is when your secret is out, you feel betrayed and back stabbed. Like being thrown into a black hole; being sucked into nowhere.

Trust is when you did a mistake, and you can depend on someone to tell you that you did something wrong. Nicely or other wise. What matters is that you know.

Trust is when you did something SO humiliating, you would die if people found out. But they don't. Because certain 'someones' didn't tell the whole world about it. :D

Trust is when you can look into someone's eyes and the know they shouldn't say anything.

Trust is when you agree to marry someone; hoping that the person will not cheat on you but help you build a happy marriage.

Trust is when you get on motorbike of a guy you just met a few hours ago. Not knowing his intentions.

Trust is when you give something valuable to someone for them to take care of. And when you get it back; it's still in mint condition

Or, trust is something you can the meaning of in the dictionary :)

People change, so do lives.

Salam.


When I woke up this morning, I had this weird feeling. Why am I at home?
Ok, then I realized that I don't go to school anymore. Freaky.

And then my eyes caught the calenders that Dalila and I own. We have these calenders that we can put notes in them to show that we have things to be done on that day. Someday when I get the chance I'll take a ic of them and post it here.

My point is, when I looked at them, I saw the biiiiiiig diff between them. One calender had Bio, Chem F4 and Homework on it. The other one had Katibah, KBM and Lesen :D on it. Get where I'm going? Haha. I could only smile. My life has taken a 180 degrees turn after SPM ended. *Sigh*


So3, what DO I do at home? Haha. Adalah.
But what I wanted to tell you is something that happened yesterday. I was doing one of my 'jobs', which is to take care of ALL the things that we want to recycle in the house. So first I started with my book cupboard. Which I have two. [hey, you can have SO much paper you know when in F5]
It took a lot of time and energy but I managed. What was funny were the things that I found while doing so;



THINGS YOU FIND WHILE CLEANING UP PAPERS FROM 08/09/10

1) The pic from Ihtifal 08. [Which was so ughly]
2) A piece of paper where your friends and you played this game last year. [Huda, Miza, you guys are guilty!]
3) Your old PA exam papers where you passed barely with a 42.
4) A cartoon strip where your 'Mak' drew for you before you went to a debate comp. [Anisah :(]
5) RM1o $$
6)A wallet you lost last year.
7) Old notebooks you used during Form 2 and has that old memory feeling to it. [ 2 Athif!]
8) 4 or 5 buku latihan [chem, bio, addmath] that you never even touched. Which are gladly passed to your younger sister. But you doubt she wants them.
9) Empty notebooks and buku latihan that you keep for the future but you're sure that no one will use them and your bros will just buy new ones next year.
10) Old addmath exercises and when you whip out a pen and try to do them , you ACTUALLY CAN ANSWER THEM. *gasp*
11) You think of all the money you can earn from recycling all the papers. $$




Ahah. So those are the things that I found during my January cleanup. Actually, I have a big plastic bag full of papers to still rummage in so I think I'll get to that in a while. But I had a nice time blogging. Makes me want to do another post. But I have my priorities. Toodles~

Athirah returns.

Salam.

I feel like sirih pulang ke gagang. I miss you bloggy.
Now that I have all this free time, there is no excuse for me to leave you like an unwanted
piece of something. Haha.

My pledge is to practice my writing here. I can't get rusty!
I might even have to take up fanfic dares from Amnah again just to keep my mind from turning into a piece of dead membranes. I'm serious.

And I also have this new year's resolution to renovate this blog and turn it into something I'll be doing even when I'm married and have my own grandkids. That is if I ever do get married if not I'll just blog as a lonely old lady. Ok, JK.

I promise a new and improved, constantly updated blog. Mark my words people.
Starting now!

Wasiat.

Salam.

They say when you want to go somewhere far far away, you should settle things at home. [ok, walaupun asrama/school isn't very far, but still]So, I would like to take the opportunity to do so.

First, I would like to ask forgiveness from all my teachers.The knowledge you have passed on to me has been a great help. You guys helped in making me a better person :)

To friends, all the years we spent together were the colours in my life :) It's true when they say that school life is the hardest to let go.I already miss school. And I'll try to cherish the 30 days I have left.If in all these years I have done something that has made you hurt one bit,forgive me. And I'm sure that's the best way.

Kita kan geng :) Haha.

Teringat time Mohon Restu. Everybody macam 'tak, awk tak buat salah'But we never know right? So, andai kata terumpat, tersalah sangka, ter-ignore, ter-tidak-tolong, terhutang, ter-tidak-pulangkan-barang, ter-apa2 je, maafkan kawan anda yang kerdil ini. [haha, rojak]

Oh3, and pray for me :D

Kepada kaum Adam,if my presence has been any disturbance, uh, forgive me? I might not be the best classmate/batch mate/schoolmate but that's okay. Nobody's perfect.

My feelings now? Quite scared.The feeling's complicated. A mixed of emotions.And I hope God will help me get through.

Thanks to all those that have wished me, supported me, gave me hope [even though palsu],held my hand and led me the way, thanks. My success is your success also.

Pray for us, pray for me, pray for everybody.

Forgive us, forgive me, forgive everybody.

Our success is for all.

G12 can do it!

*oh god, I can't believe how sappy I am in this post!

** I promise that I'll get back to blogging as soon as I get back from war. I miss it dearly and thanks to those faithful readers!

Marriage.

Salam. God, Allah should punish me for being such a liar. I just promise and promise to update but I never do. But never fear, Athirah is posting something today, isn't she? Actually, this post is written [or typed?] to announce something. It's so mega important.

I'M GETTING MARRIED.

Haha. Had you fooled there right? Ok, maybe not. My mom would kill me if I were to get married now. But, someday I will right? ;P Enough with the nonsense, lets get to the real matter. The reason why I chose marriage as the topic in today's post is because suddenly Allah gave me the muse to write about a few things that I just observed today.

First, about the issue of the current trend in Malaysia's men. Did you read yesterday's paper? Actually, this issue has been around for some while, say the past few months? I dunno. I'm talking about the issue where Malaysian men are now more interested in choosing foreign women as their spouse, rather then the already overflowing of unmarried local girls. Sure sure, most of them are Chinese that choose these agencies that hook you with some Vietnamese or Chinese lady but that's not what I'm about to tackle. You can marry with whoever you want, as if I care. But what captured my interest was the reason why these men chose to do so.

Reasons why Malaysian men chose to marry foreigns;

1) Because they are too shy to attract the attention of local women so easier to marry some stranger.
2) They had too many bad relationships before, so better off marrying someone who won't cheat, ask for high dowry or is a gold digger.
3) They are already in their 30s to 40s so no lady would want them.
4) Too busy to find one on their own.


That's just a couple of em. It's kinda heart breaking to see these men just wanting to settle down but just can't find the right one. Or should I say Mrs. Right? After reading the articles, it states that yes, it is not confirmed that these marriages can last due to language, cultural, nationality differences and most importantly the fact that they barely know each other, but most actually do! Not that I am actually encouraging anyone to go and sign in some match-making website t0 find the most suitable candidate but LOOK AT THE HIDDEN POINT. Isi tersurat. Oh, come on guys, you passed your Bahasa Melayu test, right?

I'll give you a few minutes to ponder. Focus on the bolded words.







Had enough of guessing? Let me get straight to the point. THEY DIDN'T KNOW EACH OTHER!
But, they had a happy marriage. Now what does that have to do with us fellow Muslims, my dear brothers and sisters? Well, if you have two good functioning eyes or just a plain brain, you can see that it is a norm for Malays here to get to know each other first, or in Malay, kenali hati budi masing2, a.k.a couple, berpasangan, bercinta, what else??

That is before marriage, fyi. They say it's an excuse so that you won't make the wrong decision in marrying that person. Or just to make a statement that, Hello world, this lady/man is mine!
Or just to say that you want to get married based on love.

Who says in Islam you can't get to know your future spouse? Who says there will not be love in a marriage if you do not know that person inside out before the akad nikah? Who says you need to stick to each other like leeches, then you can decide whether she/he is the one? In the community I live in, many of them married without even knowing as much as they're name and looks of their future spouse. Same goes for my own parents. But they lived happily ever after. There is no need for all the love before marriage thing. Like they say, when love blossoms after marriage, it's sweeter. And I agree.

Look at the celebrities in Malaysia. Bercinta macam nak rak, then get married after gazillion years of knowing each other, then divorce. Typical.


So the moral of the story is that it is proven that it doesn't matter if you know your future spouse well or not before you get married. It's what the both of you do after the marriage to make it a happy one. And always pray to God, may he bless you one day with a person that you will be happy with. Same goes to me. Amin.



Second issue! Now, yesterday I also watched a movie. Titled " My Best Friend's Wedding".
Haha, I know, somehow imagining myself watching such a movie is quite suprising but I had nothing else to do and I was bored so might as well just make do with latter.

The movie is about this lady who finds out that her best friend [who is a guy] is getting married, and then suddenly realizes that she loves him so dearly that she goes down to the bride's home state where the marriage ceremony is to be held. But, as a guest. Not to ruin the ceremony. That was her initial plan. Then suddenly she gets all cuckoo and wanted to break the couple up as she was mega jealous.

So, after one attempt after another, including announcing that she was actually engaged to this friend of hers who was actually gay, she finally confessed to her best friend [her gay friend advised her to. Irony] ON THE DAY OF THE ACTUAL CEREMONY. Shock, horror, gasp! How would you react if something like that happened to you? Wonders of wonders, the bride saw them kiss, the groom chases the bride, with maniac lady chasing the groom, blah blah blah.
In the end, she didn't even get the man. So dramatic, yet so sad.

So, the ending of the movie was when the best friend got married to his fiance. The usual things in an American wedding, white gown, flowers, confetti, the works. But there was one thing that caught my eye. The bride's face.


Her face looked as if she wasn't wearing makeup. It looked so natural and real, pristine. [ok, I have limited vocabulary on talking about things like this] You get my point right? Well, it reminded me of Malay weddings. Quite the opposite for us huh?

In Malay weddings, that is the time for the bride and groom to go full blast on everything!
From clothes, to makeup, to those hantaran thingys, etc. But what tickles me most is the makeup. God, mak andam mana pon, it's still funny to look at the faces of most brides at the wedding I go to. Sometimes, it's too thick, the colours not right, it's smudged, it's just plain awful. I mean, seriously, for example your baju is already hot pink [sumpah tiada kaitan dgn yg hidup ataupun mati], then you go and put blusher on your cheeks sampai I feel as if you're being swallowed by your own wedding dress.

That's not enough? What about the eye shadow? Woot. I'd rather not comment on that. Just let it be. I've had enough of criticizing. [actually I'm just too lazy too type more]
Moral of the story, makeup will make you look young now, but will make you look old later.
I think he best makeup for now is just wudhu'.


Hope that makes up for everything. Bye~

* i think I'm getting a bit rusty in this blogging thing. *Sigh*

Promise.

Salam.


I promise a long one coming up.
You won't be disappointed.
I have betrayed my dream of being a writer.
Shame on you Athirah.














Dang. If only I could rewind time.

.

Let's get back on track people.
And this time, I mean it.

Green grass

Salam.


Hey, the grass is greener on the other side!
I am coping thank you very much here.
*Shouldn't I be packing right now?


So, it's the holidays now!
Not actually a good thing for me as it means that I have less and less time to study for SPM.
For all XII Gens out there, don't waste this week! Cuti, cuti jugak, belajar jangan lupa!

My definition of hols: An excuse from the gov/school to make us students study. dang it.



These are my plans for the holidays:

:: Study. [duh, obviously]

:: Finish that bulletin I have to do. [Aliya, saya masih belum mintak ucapan ni. Die]

:: Celebrate Hari PEKA Sedunia [oh, ini khas untuk saya sahaja sebab saya belum siap 7 PEKA lagi. Maka, ummi, sila bawa saya ke Rainbow untuk membeli kertas graf dan juga kertas kajang]

:: Try to persuade my parents to let me take my license [yeah, ada just a shard of hope left]

:: Siapkan nota Bio.

:: Other boring stuff that are so not meant for holidays.




In the mean time, that's it.
I'll be gone for awhile so don't be bothered to find me here.
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Currently, I am missing school, my friends and the KDUers.
All the best for them! FATWA BARU: BERDOSA KALAU KALAH DEBATE DENGAN ORANG KATHOLIK!! Don't dissapoint me dears, I know you guys can do it!
*oh and you guys owe me all the gossip.




Next, I know it's a bit too late [and too early], but I wanna wish anyway.

Happy Birthday to all March born wonderful people!

>Shikin
>Samy Vellu [though I wouldn't call him wonderful]
>Hajar
>Umai
>Siti Nur
>Liyana
>Asma'

And oh yeah, myself :D

Ok, I am so lacking in writing beneficial and crapless posts
and I seem to be having writer's block ever so often.
But, lets hope that I'll my penmanship back.
Don't miss me people!
Or I'll miss you back!
[which I still would even if you guys didn't miss me ]

P/s: Sangat kelakar bila kanak-kanak berfikir.

Latar: dapur, sedang makan tengahari, lauk ketam.

Nabil: Ummi, kenapa kuah ketam dia warna hijau?
Ummi: Sebab ada serai la.
Irsyad: *dengan penuh konfidennya.* YELA, KETAM KAN BUAT DARI SERAI. PASAL TU DIA WARNA HIJAU!


omg, my cute little brother.

HI

Hi. You know what?
I'm just checking up here.
I'll get back to you in a moment.

I think I have ADD

Salam.



Okay. That was out of the blue.

Haha, but thank you to Ustazah for teaching us about this. Now we have an excuse if we forget anything. Imagine this:


Teacher: why didn't you finish your homework?
Student: Because I have ADD.


Yeah, sila jangan jadi seperti pelajar Half-Somalian, Half-American yang ada ADD diatas.
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Next, I am sad to report that I have lost my wallet. *Shame!

Scene of crime: 1 Hikmah [probably]

Murder weapon: A black wallet [seakan-akan Afiqah AR dan Syifa' Aizaini's.], that contains an IC [ha, tak nak buat IC baru!!] , a Popular Member's card [hey, tanpa ini, saya takkan dapat membeli buku dengan harga berratus-ratus lagi sebab takde 10% diskaun lagi!], MY PENDRIVE! [omg, kalau ini terjatuh dalam tangan orang yang tidak sepatutnya...], Kertas saiz baju [Qarie, awak patut tolong selamatkan maruah perfectionist awak!], kertas2 yang tidak sepatutnya aka trash. Maaf, tiada duit yang erbada dompet itu. [Alhamdulillah]



Maka, sebagai rakyat Malaysia yang berhati 1Malaysia, anda2 patut menolong saya mencari sumber kewangan saya kembali.

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Lastly, kalau 4 Ittihad ada hantu botol, 5 Iltizam ada hantu kipas. [hey, hantu2 mmg suka SMIH ek?] Tapi, malas nak cerita. Sekian.




P/s: Sukan SRIH best. Kan Qarie, Dalila?

Tag

Salam.


Walla wey! Dah lama tak buat benda ni.
*Diambil dari blog adik tercinta. Hak3

adakah anda suka menangis?

Ntah. Best sebab bila buat depan orang je, nanti semua akan panik dan ber'knp ni?? Awk ok tak?? '
Ok, just kidding.

bilakah anda akan menangis?

Bila nak je. Sebab menangis tu voluntary action *ceh3, bio bio.

kenapa anda menangis?

Suka hati saya la. Kata manusia.

bilakah kali terakhir anda menangis?

Uhhhhh...... *amnesia dtg balik

mengapa?

I said, penyakit amnesia saya datang balik.

siapakah yang anda cari ketika anda menangis?

No one. Buat malu je org tgk muka blotchy mcm apa wlupun org kata bila saya nangis, muka xnmpk mcm nangis.

adakah anda seorang yang manja?

Maaf. Soalan tiada kaitan.

kenapa?

Haish. Buta matakah anda? Atau are you retarded??

ketika anda menangis,apakah yang perlu ada bersama anda?

Hihi. Dunno. Rahsia.

ketika anda menangis,adakah anda perlu seseorang memujuk anda?

Not Quite. Just someone to know that I have something going on.

adakah anda akan menangis di tempat awam?

Kalau dah terbuat, nak buat mcmmana kan? Haha. Tapi saya bkn jenis yg sorok perasaan, so, maybe.

siapakah 5 org yang anda ingin tag?

Takde. It's a free country la. Buat suka-suki hati anda.

Hahaha. Yeahh itu dia! Stress dah di'release'kan!!

Updates.

Salam.


Haha. It's been 5 weeks since I've updated this place.
Yes, I know. I am guilty and you can stop gving me death glares.


Uhh, my latest updates?


1) I have to wear glasses. *readers laugh*
Hihi. I know it sounds so ridiculous and many have told me that I look totally weird and the image of me wearing glasses is too funny to imagine. Well, I agree with you. I hate glasses but I think contact lenses are just a nuisance. Another Q I have to answer is: "Athirah, asal buruk sangat spek awak pilih??" *Personally I think they look nice apa but, they just look weird on me. :D My answer: "Hey, blame the lady at Menara Optik la!!! I hate her guts because she said to me that I can't wear half-rimmed or frameless glasses for some dumb reason even I have forgot! And to make matters worst, all the glasses that were full framed that she recommended to me were freaking ugly!!

Eg: 1) PINK ones, with rhinstones she claimed WOULD NOT BE SEEN because I where the hijab. [liar, they were in full view]

2) These awful orang tua kind that were purple. But the good thing was that they included these clip-on sunglasses.

3) Ok, this was the best among the rest but, again, rhinstones. AND THERE FREAKING GLITTER ON THE FRAME. Call me picky but I prefer something that doesnt make me look like a 3rd grader.


So, I settled on the glasses I have now. The truth is that the only problem is my left eye. I'm supposed to wear them 24/7 but since I'm stubborn, I only wear them in class. [only during History, Physic, Bio and Chem :D]


2) Sports day is already a has-been. Uh, ok so maybe Kuning did got #4 this year but at least we got #1 in Sorak and #2 in the Perbarisan. I am honestly satisfied! And3, it may have been the best sports day ever! All those late nighters I pulled were one of the best time spent. Thanks and sorry to everyone! *ok, nampak sangat malas nak cakap.


3) I'm back in busy mode with debate. Ugh. Mixed emotions about this. Tsk.
*But3, I'm starting to love my new Debate family now!! It might be a different batch of people, and we may need to get to know each other better, we have lots of fun! [serius, xpenah jumpa org se-exotic junior2 saya skrg. And thats a compliment! ;p

4)I'm also 'starting' to study more seriously. Proof: My internet schedule has taken a nose-dive. My mom won't take me to Danga City Mall to see the 2nd hand bookstore there. What more?Lets just stop there shall we? [ At least I don't have it that hard like some people. Bersyukur Athirah, bersyukur! >.<]

2010

Salam.



Heyy, I just realized it's new years already. Haha. Maybe that's because when the clock struck 12, I was yakking on the phone with someone. Seriously, I can't feel the excitement.


Well, officially, I am a 'proud' Form 5 student. How time flies. Imagine by the time it's December again, I'll be an Alumni.

Um, I'm in 5 Iltizam this year [surprisesurprise]

Come to think of it, I seem to remember the time during Form 2 when I would go to that class and open the door, just a crack, to feel the aura. I still remember feeling that faint gust of cool air [airconaircon] on my face. I remember saying to myself, ' I'm going to in this class one day. As a proud student who will be taking my exams. And, for the air-conditioning.' [cehh, padahal skrg kerja asyik komplen sejuk ja]

But, when reality hits me. all I'm thinking is ' go back in time, please go back! I'm not ready yet!'
Even though my dream came true. I'm not being grateful am I?


So Athirah, it's time to go into full gear. No horsing around anymore. You have another deam to fullfil. Time to make those New Year resolutions real! [i wonder why is tht ppl only make resolutions during new year]

.Get 11 A+s in my SPM [dangitdangit]
.Get your license before I finish school. :D
.Don't think too much about um, things
.Get more closer with Allah.
.Try to keep my mouth shut.
.There's more, but some things are just meant to a secret!