ppl find a partner who is willing to spend his/her life together with them.

some find a person who can tolerate their complicated perangai.

others find the one to simply make him/her happy and contented.



:)

i was with him because i like him.

not because i was desperately in need of a guy who i can call love, have a beautiful wedding after all of the studies and have kids.

no.




and i went through the pictures of us together. reading the posts, the tags, the saved ym-s, everything.

just to recall the times together and to see what went wrong. basically just to let tears run down.

i guess it's a good thing my previous phone is malfunctioned. i could have cried again. haha




it was easy being around him. listening to his stories, his dreams and wishes.

but we felt the ups and downs. up to a point when they were uncontrollable, he called quits.






there will be a time when my heart is ready for a new garden.

blossomed with all roses and daisies and lilies and carnations ..... and ...

well .... all lah :)

and there will be a time when my heart is ready to be filled when a kumbang approaches, just as how i pray that he will find his flower. he's gonna stay true to her and adore her forever. like how i always felt when we were us.


this is to us. cheers.

You Make Me Smile - Uncle Kraker

kejap lagi nak berbuka :D

tadi me and my Form4 students buat journal writing for Chapt13.

and i asked them to do a simple and short diary entry as pre-writing. just for them to simply share any of their experiences and to express their feelings and thoughts.

not too long, just a short one for me to leisurely read.

"it can be about anything?" asked one boy.

"anything" i replied with a smile.

they took out a piece of paper and started looking at the ceiling.

carik idea la niii hehehe

some had started scribbling down their thoughts.

i went around the class to check on their work, student A said to himself..

"ok. today, i want to write about my awesome teacher!"

"hmm.." student B said, sitting next to him. "wonder who that is~"

student A: erm, she's the one wearing purple today.

and he smiled to himself.

i was smiling. too.

"hehe.. ramai kot in purple today" i said.

student A looked at me.

"no teacher" he said, in the as-a-matter-of-fact tone. "u're the only one"

heeeee

i blushed so hard!

and my only reply was a mere "ha ha ha"

thank you pun x terkeluar!

how could i not lurveee my Form4 students??

mahu dating.

never knew Masjid Besi would be that b e a u t i f u l ~

i miss u, cinta hati

it's 2.27am

i was ironing my baju kurung for my school's replacement day when i remember this story.

i met Sofia at Terminal1, Seremban around 6pm last Friday.

janji nak jumpa and balik umah sama2.

ibu kata town jam. ibu x larat nk amik, so ibu sruh naik cab ngn sofia.

we took a cab, i sat next to the driver. sofia duk blakang.

so i layan the driver's questions on where we were from, study or da keje...

and, despite talking about how much he hates driving in the jam and all

he brought in the 'sabar in puasa' part.

"saya tau la sikit2 pasal ni" he said sengih2.

and we were reaching our house.

i looked at him.

"apa kata u puasa jugak. try la. satu hari."

and i prepared myself for a small chuckle from him, or maybe a smirk and "naahhh, penatla nak puasa. lagipun saya bawak kreta..."

ngehehehe... i wouldn't mind. he's an indian. a young indian.

he turned his head, and looked at me. 1,, 2,, seconds...

he looked back at the road. smiled.

"boleh"

my eyes terbeliak.

............................................................................

u know,

i don't know how far can his word be true. kemungkinan utk dia saje2 pun ada. maybe dia jaga hati.

but i know i like what i saw.

he smiled sincerely.

sincere enuf to me that if he doesn't fast like he said he would, i wouldn't be mad or frustrated. let alone be angry at him.

ok la. maybeee ade kecewa skitttt

but the fact that he had that small intention to fast like how other muslims are fasting, it would be a good and nice motivation for him in the coming weeks or even years, if it's not tomorrow.

i smiled.

maybe. that was what i hoped.

we paid him, said our thanks, grabbed our bags, and headed our door house.

"Assalamualaikummm"

it's almost a week now.

and i can still hear the sound of us laughing.

taste the sweetness of rambutan and tembikai

and the spicy sambal udang and kari ayam.

remember how Memeng was bullied sbb lmbt loading. haha

remember holding Puteri Alya Maisara in my arms

and don't even know to whom she belonged.

remember the stories we had back in our school years

and not forgetting the latest gossip in town. hehe

remember returning home late and tired

after jalan2 at Dataran Pahlawan.

i can hear the sound of Tomok singing. ohhhh

the al-Haizam's Generation.

our third reunion

on August 7, 2010

pic taken from Mun's fb.

different paths. one destiny.

let's make it work!

it's ok.

do not freak out when you or she makes mistakes. they happen.

just chill and compromise for a better solution.

"a great marriage is not when a perfect couple

comes together.

it is when an imperfect one

learns to enjoy each other's differences."