Monday, July 16, 2012

La tahzan. Innallaha ma'ana. (Jangan bersedih. Allah bersama kita.)


Ayu posted this on my fb wall.
Thanks to everyone trying to cheer me up :)
and for those who cared enough to ask me how am I holding on with things. 
Thanks Ainaa. Thanks Nurul.
Thanks Mahir. Thanks Bie. Thanks Sue.
Thanks Ayu.

Thank you endlessly to Ummi for all the support.
and those who are not mention here, thanks. 

I didn't get what I planned. Allah knows best for me.
I realised I have to extend the studying to two more whole years than to those who get DVM Degree straight away. I have a total of 6 years to be a Vet, that includes 
Degree in Animal Husbandry and Master in Vet.

Insya'Allah <3

A pocket full of hope,
Amelia



Sunday, July 15, 2012

Missing Piece - David Choi




There is a missing beat
Inside of me
The rhythm of my heart
Hits unevenly
There's a missing piece
Inside of me

I'm annoying

Burung apa?
Burung Murai.


Burung apa?
Burung Murai.



Burung apa?
Burung Murai.


Thanks for bearing with the annoying things I did.

Pathetically Pitiful

I am an alien monsta. Beware~ boo.

Why did I say that?
Because~ mata saya sepet dan bengkak macam alien pun ada.

I maturely getting over this with a smile. I am single but not available thing will keep me away from distractions of reaching closer to Allah.
I guess this is how Allah answered my doa of "Please let me know You a little more. Don't make me do things that You hate, Ya Allah."

Thanks for answering my prayers :)

I guess this is what Ummi said, "I don't lean on anybody else but Allah."
She said it when she realises that she can't trust anyone else or depend on anyone except for Allah.

Brand new sheet of paper,
Amelia

Bad News/Good News situation

You want the bad news first or good news first?

I'll tell you the news in one short sentence. Okay? So listen.

I am RM300 richer but I have no boyfriend any more. 
No, no. I didn't sell him and get the money or anything. Those two information wasn't related but it just happened at the same day.

Money related news
Me and three other PPKS UMK students were invited to
"MAJLIS SAMBUTAN HARI GURU DAN PELANCARAN HARI KECEMERLANGAN AKADEMIK KOLEJ MARA KULIM SESI 2012/2013"

It says so in this letter.


So, Ummi drove us to Kulim, with Jill (our GPS. yes, we named her Jill). Kalau tak da GPS, rasanya kami tak sampai Kulim. Ummi never drives at long distance trips. And we stopped at every 1 hour and a half. Which is the best thing to do every time you feel sleepy.
In Kulim we slept at Hotel Seri Malaysia. Its not Hilton or any thing, but its a place to stay for a night :)

The next day we check out after breakfast and went to the event. And here's a pic of PPKS UMK students with their sijil and envelope of cash <3



What am I gonna do with the money?
 I'm gonna open up a Maybank ASB account lah :)


So here's the sad/bad news.
Single but not available
It took me a few minutes to start to write this part of the post.
*deep breath* professional mode initiation.

On the way home to Kulim, about 4.30pm, I think, Wafi texted me. He made a sad face. Thats it. A sad smiley face. And I thought, this must be bad news. I bravely text back, "Kenapa buat muka sedih?".
He told me that his sister knew about us. And she wants him to focus on his studies before he could think about love. And I was like, "I think you should listen to your sister." 'Cause its the mature thing to do, you know? I regret saying that. But you can't be childish forever.
"Then, kita skrg?"
"Single but not available. Will you wait for me?"
"Yes, forever."
"You can still talk to me about any thing, if you have probs that you can't talk to others."
"You too, tell me anything that you want to share"

Then there was like, no signal for maxis and it didn't send right away. Then Wafi text to my celcom number. "you must be crying right now."

I'm like, DO YOU KNOW THAT ITS HARD NOT TO CRY IN THE CAR WHEN YOU KNOW YOU JUST HAD A BREAK UP, THROUGH A TEXT MESSAGE? I was keeping a straight face because I was sitting next to the driver's seat. I held back every tear but some escaped my eyes. I was trying not to  look weak in front of Ummi. So I blink a few times until the tears are gone. I can't really pretend to be asleep, nanti Ummi pun mengantok. So stayed awake trying to digest what just happened. Then I started to cry again. But don't worry, I'm a pro at this. The last time I cried sitting next to the drivers seat was when I was going to tuition for SPM, and Abah was driving. My parents fought just before we left the house. Its not something you could just forget and go to tuition like nothing happened. Abah didn't see me silent cry.

After some thinking, I thought, the least I deserve was a phone call. Dah lah dpt text je. Gaaaaaaaaaaah. I know, we can't talk in the car anyway. He said he'd call later that night. 
He did. We talked until he fell asleep and I did the same thing I did when I know he's asleep. I talked to him about how I really feel. The best part is that he can't hear me cause he's sleeping. I didn't talk long any way. A few minutes later, he ran out of credit. The call ended.

Oh, which reminds me....Credit.