Monday, February 27, 2012
Friday, February 24, 2012
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Monday, February 13, 2012
Queen of Hearts
This morning..
when I was on d bus..
on my way to the hospital..
I managed to stage an outrageous scenario in my head..
I dunt wanna tell d details..
but it involves..
a prince..
a wicked storyline..
an imaginary will from supposedly great-great ancestors..
a proposal..
a retaliation..
and..
all of that...
occurs within 5 minutes..
in my mind..
n when I think back..
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I had also staged multiple scenarios..
repeatedly in my head..
that involves..
a visual kei rocker/ a korean star..
a wicked storyline..
an imaginary accidents..
a proposal..
and dat makes me think..
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whoa..
approaching 25 and still doing these kinds of thing..
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I AM UNDOUBTEDLY THE KING OF DAYDREAMERS!
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oops..
my mom corrected me on FB n asked me..
why r u a king n not a queen?
n i answered..
because king sounds greater than queen..
n she said..
queen is definitely more powerful..
and if that's not d case..
then..
why is there such a term as QUEEN CONTROL..
and soo..
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I AM DEFINITELY UNDOUBTEDLY THE QUEEN WHEN IT COMES TO DAYDREAMING!
\(^o^)/
XOXO
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Saturday, February 11, 2012
Inception
During my high school years..
I stayed at d hostel for 5 years..
I hated it..
despised it..
rules.. rules.. rules..
so..
I kinda developed this thinking..
"come on nieda.. this is only a dream.. u can make it"
whenever I'm in d hostel..
and I used to think..
whenever I went back home..
"ok.. now.. I can wake up from my dreams.."
"this is real... and d times in d hostels is just dreams"
and I haven't felt that way when I went to my matriculation college..
neither when i went to UKM..
nor when I went to MSU shah alam for my 1st degree...
but now..
I think..
I've kinda felt dat way again..
and I just wanna wake up from this dream badly..
huhu..
I wanna go home... T.T
p/s: even though I hated hostel life.. i miss d moments... I seriously learnt about life and world from my life in hostel.
XOXO
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Rivers
That moment..
when u cried a river..
just by listening to some Zikir..
and Nasyeed..
somehow..
u know..
ur heart..
ur mind..
ur soul..
ur body..
are deprived..
dehydrated..
from what we called..
food for our souls..
or d western peoples like to called it..
chicken soup for souls..
O Mighty Allah..
forgive me for my ignorance..
forgive me for my negligence..
forgive me for forgetting my responsibilities as a caliph on ur earth...
lead me to ur way..
O Muhammad..
forgive this ignorant ummah..
لا إله إلا الله، محمد رسول الله
Salam Maulidur Rasul
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