improvement

my dear wordpress,

at first, i was so nervous thinking about how i’m gonna live my life as an asasian.. i was thinking that it might be hard for me to adapt.

but somehow alhamdulillah, i can adapt myself in no time. there are many good people here. and i get to know many good friends.

i am not comparing or anything but indeed i am becoming more confident to stand in front and face people since i came here. it was way good here. back then when i was in my high school, i didn’t get to be like that. i can say that i was QUITE timid at the time.

but here as an asasian, i learnt to be more confident and knows how to bring myself in front of people. and undeniably, i can be more open about how i feel with my friends here. i mean NOT the lovey dovey feeling towards different sexes. it was like, i can be more honest as myself.

however, i’m not saying that i was always lying in high school. its just that here i can express how i feel and be friend with everyone without dealing with statuses.. and everyone here is outgoing and sprting

lastly, yes! it was fun back then when i was a high schooler but it’s more fun as an asasian.

Everything Happens for A Reason

I am the second child in my family. I have a big sister who is just one year older than me. After me, there are 2 little sisters and 2 little brothers. Because i only have her as my only big sis, i really looked up to her. And yes, she’s worth to be looked up to. She is just perfect as a child, a sister, a friend, a student, everything.

She’s not only kind and soft-hearted, but she’s also a very smart person i’ve ever met. She got straight a’s in her exam and was accepted to study in egypt with a scholarship in medicine. She should be in her second year this year.

I was once dreaming to go and continue my studies in the same place as her too. But unfortunately i wasn’t accepted. Frankly speaking, i was truly frustrated at that time, GOK.. But i didn’t give up and still continuing my studies here in malaysia. and truly, i love it here more i guess…

A week ago, something that wasn’t expected happened in egypt. A demonstration- a major one. It happen in most of the major cities in egypt including the place where my big sis at. When i hear the news, i felt like something was striking my heart. I was so worried that i almost couldn’t do anything. My head was never even one moment not thinking about my big sis safety.

I also thought that Alhamdulillah i didn’t continue my studies there. If not, it would totally make my parents worry more. And yes indeed, everything happens for a reason

 

p/s: Lets Du’a to my big sis and all of the malaysian students in egypt and the people of egypt to be safe…

A letter to ayoh (my very own dad)

Dear dad,

You have always been there every time I was down. You’ll be right there when I need consultant. It was and still is you who always solving the curiosity in my mind. I used to be a kid who’d and who’s always wanna know about everything. I was and always full of curiosity. And you have always be patience and answers my every question whether it is logical or not. You’ll always answer it and give me the all the answers I wanted.

When I want to consult an advice or to make a decision upon something, I will always run towards you. And you will always asks me what I wanted in my life and hereafter and then he’ll say, “think about will the decision brings you advantage to the things that you wanted in life and hereafter… no one can affect you or change your future but you… so, make a right decision and the important thing is, never regret you every decision regardless it was a bad one… if it was then learn from it and make a better decision next time…” With this, my dad taught me how to make a right decision and never regret upon any decision made.

Dad, you are my supporter. You always gave your support in whatever I’m doing. You will always help me with things that I’m not good at. When I used to hate writings and weak in mathematics and science, you will gave your best and taught me. You built interest in writings in me and assist me in mathematics and science. If u weren’t able to teach me, you’ll send me to extra classes or asked teacher to teach me instead. Because of that, I’ve been able to achieve success in all subjects and exams. You always care particularly in me education and I’m grateful of that because it also has made me realise how important education is.

Dad, you seemed to care too much in your children but surprisingly we can stand on our own feet and do things on our own. I’m glad and proud to be your daughter. The above is just a few of many things that you have done which is too much and can never all be written down because there’s always something that I might forgotten or didn’t realise.

You have always does anything for me and I wonder when I can be able to do things for you…

Thank you, dad…<3 You are certainly irreplaceable…

Your beloved daughter………………….adilah

A letter to mok (my very own mom)

Dear mom,

I suppose you won’t read this because this is the voice and memory of my heart which I’m just gonna post it here. Mom, you have been the most important person for me since before I was born. This also means I’ve been troubling you since then. I’m really sorry. I realize the fact that I can never ever repay all of your sacrifices. I hope to be a filial daughter to you because that’s all I can do. I’ll try my best, INSYAALLAH.

I apologize for making your feet swollen, causing you morning sickness, limiting your movement and etc. when I’m in your uterus. I apologize for you had to go through the second most pain in the world after death to bring me into the world.

Furthermore, I’ve been taking from you since I’m pasca-born. When I’m a fetus, I used to take the vitamins from you to survive and I also gave you the waste. After I was born, you gave more- your milk that helps to strengthen my body immune to help me fight the bacteria, viruses and etc. I wonder, when can I give back to you?

Your sacrifices for me continue when I was growing up and even when I grew up. You’re always there for me when I’m sinking. Your sacrifices can never be all written down in black and white. I’ll always rewind all of the things that you have done and are doing for me as time passed by.

Thank you, mom…<3 You are certainly can never be replaced…

Your beloved daughter………………….adilah

My bfday^^**

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i’m very happy today….!!! know what??? today was my birthday!!!! wont u wish me happy birthday, me blog??? huhu… hv u forgotten??? it’s August 25th today!!!

i was so happy because i got so many messages wishing me a happy 18th birthday^^*… and not to mention, i got phone calls too.. i’m especially happy when i received birthday wishes from both my parents..

my mum sent a gift picture message with a message saying “HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY DEAREST’ while my dad sent a message saying “HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY!”

my feeling was indescribable… i was like, thank you so much!! mum, dad…. and my sis called me early in the morning… thru the call, i asked my sis where is my present… and she said, ur outfit for hari raya is the present… and she said the price of the outfit was hundred something…. then i was like, really??? ok then…

i got to talk with my mum and she aint feeling really well though… hope she’ll get better soon…^^****

A Cousin

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i feel so glad that i have a big family. my mom has 9 siblings (the first son died recently) and my father has 4 siblings (the first son died long ago)… so that means currently i have 11 uncles and aunts.. all of them has children ranging from a son and 9 children. so, i have extremely many cousins..hehe and i love all of them.

i’m happy that all of them are doing good and all of them are definitely good people. but, i wanna write about one of them- a cousin from my father side. i dont have any particular reason for choosing him. its just that he’s my cousin and also one of my many good childhood friends..not forgetting, he’s also the wali for me after my father and my both lil bros…

yea, as grew up, people’s expression on him never change. everywhere he went, people always think that he’s good looking. yes, indeed.. i’m not gonna deny the fact that he’s good looking, tall, has a good leadership ability and all. but since i grew up with him, i dont think of him as special.

its amazing how he grew up as a good human being(i dont know other word to use) in fact that his father left him and his family since he was small. and yea, he’s at the same age as me. even me myself never met his dad or i did but i cant remember. that means, he’s really young at the time his dad dies.

he definitely can stand on his own feet and can manage himself. i’m really proud to have him as my cousin. he’s honest about his feelings. i know this because when we were small, i could see that he didnt hide his feelings to the girl that he liked at that time..keke.. but its cute cuz he’s just a kid at that time.. and now, he’s a man.. he conveyed his feelings towards the person he like openly thru fb… and i asked him and yea, no doubt he being honest and admit that he likes this one girl from our high school.

now, we are taking our separate ways…he’s goin to jordan to pursue his ambition and me with mine…

proud to have such good people as my cousins and family…^^

for those that wanna know what wali is, check out this site..~!

An Evening in UiTM Puncak Alam

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bcuz last tuesday, my cousin (abe ellie) and his family including her wife (kak na) and his only child (haikal) came to visit me in puncak alam… i was sooo happy. but, i for got to take some pictures..

btw, abe ellie’s brother, abe yie also came.. he’s in uitm kampus puncak perdana.. , he’s taking degree but IONO specifically which course or faculty is he’s under… if i’m not mistaken, he’s now 21y.o which is 3 years older than me…

we went to eat and talked and talked and talked… btw, they actually came to hand me the things that my mum asked him to give it to me…

i hope they will come again.. not only that, i really hope that my other spouse can come to visit me some other times… ok, till then<3<3<3

mum,mother,mummy,mama,momma….etc

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today i will talk (i mean, i will write) about mum, ibu, mama, mother, okaasan, haha, ummi, emak, eomeoni, eomma or whatever y’all call her with.

when i was first separated from my family to continue my studies in order to pursue my dream and ambition, i was feeling lonely and sad for not having my family by my side. the person that i remember the most and always came across my mind at that time was my mum.

there was once i shed my tears on the verge of calling off the phone conversation with my mum and i noticed that my mum also on the verge of tears at that time..

yea, we always do not appreciate what we have in our life. when that someone or something is gone, by then we’ll realize how important are them to us in our life… i know, mother’s day has passed. but, for us to be filial, its anytime, unconditional..

so mum, love ya!!!

one m0ndaY m0rning^^

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this morning, as usual, everyone is goin to school while my pensiond dad and hi-skool graduated-turning-uni-freshie-me, were at home… today is different 4me as i gotta go to the public library and my ol’ skool to settle some things…

yea..keke…i used to sleep after perform my subuh prayer… and this morning, i cant cuz i’ve to get ready to go to the meeting…while i was waiting my dad sending every1 to skool, i went to my bed and thot of having a nap..hehe...

b4 my dad send every1, i was searching for the mp4… and so, after my dad got home, he went to my bedroom to ask me whether i found it or not…unfortunately…nope…so, @ that time, i told him bout my plan for today ask him whether he can send me or not to the public library….

and so, my dad said that he hd another plan and he gotta go this morning too at 8.30am…while mine is at 9.30am… but, i gotta go to skool at 12noon… so, at 1st, i suspended the former and decided to sustain the latter…while i was ironing my dad’s shirt, he called his fren and luckily for me, his plan was also push back at 9.30++am..^^

after i done ironing the shirt, i decided to go back to my morning nap..haha..as i still hv time…after my eyes closed for a few minutes, and i was about to start my dreamland journey, i heard my dad’s voice…”come and eat something, dont let ur stomach empty or u’ll get diseases like gastric..it’ll hard to b cured once u hv a gastric..” said him..

following the order, i got up lazily from my bed, while my eyes were half closed…and walked slowly… and took a small bite of my breakfast and got back to my bed while still chewing the food… and then, my eyes started to close again quickly with my teeth still crushing the food and while the crushed food passed thru my eosophagus..^^..

and my dreamland journey continues…but, not for long…

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My bluved Lil Br0

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juz now, my lil bro juz got home after his two days, two nite arabic language camp in his school…

after he got home, about 1400, he perfomed zuhur solah…

i can see on his face and in his eyes that he’s not only tired but exhausted from the camp…. now, he’s sleeping in my room after played with his ps2 for a while and surf on yt for a minute… yea.. he and my another lil bro like to hang out in my room cuz all the gadgets are in my room..kekeke^^

btw, that’s what it take to gain success-HARDWORK…

finally, i wish him and my other siblings for our respective exams and tests…

lurve y’all^^;;;