Benda tak elok, jangan simpan jadi kenangan terindah

Two days ago, asked a boy if we'd be normal. Oh there he goes, saying yeah sure. Making everything sounds so fine haha.

This morning, terus nak lupa everything. What do you want exactly, kerja main main je.

But, syukur Alhamdulillah, kita lupakan benda ni, sebab benda ni pun benda buruk. Tuhan tak suka dikekalkan benda ni, jadi terbaiklah untuk lupa.

Tak sempat cakap formal goodbye, but doa sentiasa lindung.

Salam petang, yuuhuu.

Wind is personality

Each and everyone of us have our own wind and by wind, it could be translated as personality.

There are too many types of wind like how there are too many types of people. And each of us have different wind, different personality and different needs.

Sometimes or most of the times, our wind is so much different than the person we adore, love and care. Like our family. We have different personality traits, wind and needs. But we cannot cut our family ties, can we? So we accept and do whatever we can for us to get along beautifully.

How about friends? How about them who we have been friends since we were very young, but because of one of our wind is different, we break our friendship. And for all we know, we'd never speak any word to each other anymore.

I feel sad. I had to lose a friend because of our different wind. If only, both of us try hard and do whatever we can to get along, it will be perfect. It'll be the most beautiful friendship I've ever had.

My friend and I have gone through our moments, our ups and downs. But because of only one of our different needs, we prefer to break our friendship off than to work our friendship out. And now? When I say Hi, it feels different and unhappy. I wish none of these had happened before. It's sad.

Assalamualaikum.

Positive

Assalamualaikum.
Glad I'm travelling alone and now staying in a hotel safely. Good things happened along the way. Syukur.

Have a great day people. Don't let our soul sad and fall to the bottom, even if you have no one by your side. You'll be strong eventually, trust me 😃

Forget about your regrettable past life though you think you were happier. But hey! You're happy doing things Allah's never allow. You're not sad, you are just unused to this kind of feeling bcs you used to feel happy of things that we are not allowed to do.

You have a long journey, so just walk and enjoy every tiny bits of things happened in between. Don't look back just to take what you think it's yours. If it's truly yours, it'll come back to you in no time, insyaAllah.

I'm feeling motivated here haha. Be positive because you are one.

Different way

Tak pernah harap akan jadi macan ni. Tak pernag bayang pun.

But things have to go their way. Both of us have different ways and we seemed too hard to get along. i'm sorry but I've tried. I'm sorry i gave up.

Just so you know, I'm here to support you always. And willing to help you when you're in trouble.

May Allah protects us and reward our ways with good things. And may He always showers you with love and care.

Salam from me! Stay well, and healthy.

Complicated and sad

Who would've thought everything comes to an end?

The world don't always please you and sometimes, you have to listen more than you can only think. And for the excellent result, I think one doesn't have to be selfish. Think about others feelings, think about their life and ask yourself "Am I doing it right to be treating someone like this?" And ask yourself again "How does it feel if I was the victim to be treated like that?" And my question to you, Do you like making people confuse and sad? Do you wish to feel that way?

For almost 5 months, I tried to change myself to get used to people's attitude. I tried to accept their goods and bads, their understanding and misunderstanding moments. But, I get tired when I've always failed since Day 1. I realised I'm living only to please you without I feel the happiness in it. And you? You don't realised how hard for me to walk.

It's so complicated and sad how I had to blame you.

I spent the night thinking about this matter. In the end, there's only myself that could understand me. You whom I thought would feel my pain, weren't here beside me. Instead, you let everything hurt me. You would only think of what comes in your way, not mine, not us. You are just being selfish, but why couldn't I accept that anymore? Is it because I always feel sad and confuse? Is it because I don't feel happy to be treated by you? Sakit.

I did my part to tell you how I felt, did talk to you about this and you were always fine when we discussed. As if, you sounded you're wrong and you're sorry. But as day passes by, you don't change because you cannot.

And since both of us just couldn't accept, it's better to be this way. Alhamdulillah for we always talk when one of us in trouble. Alhamdulillah for you depend a part of your life on me.

So far, mesti korang tahu who am I talking. Yes, him. It's not the end, it sounded like it is.

Salam sayang, me.

Sarcastic? Respect? Whaaat?!

Assalamualaikum,

I am currently working on a part time job as an educator. Clearly, like a preschool teacher. On the first month of the year, my work place decided to have a promotion or shout out about the place. So, one of the way was distributing flyers.

Besides distribute flyers, there was one way where we put a short note about this work place inside every newspapers. And that wasn't my job to do that.

I was in charge on distributing flyers with a friend of mine.  On the day we distribute the flyers to primary students' parents, half of them accepted with their clean and open heart. Well the other half was just being plain rude. They disrespect me and look down on me. How sad was I?

One, when I gave the flyers to a parent. She  asked me "Kumon eh?" I said, "yes, please take one" then, rudely she said, "AH TAKNAK" while screaming. I mean, I'm not stating that I hate that woman. She was rude so I felt hurt and shocked for I had to see that kind of person in my life. More over, we have physically 3 common things. We have the same gender, religion and race. 

Either you are older than me or younger than me, we have to respect each other. As far as I lived, I've learned we should respect each other and I don't think I have ever disrespect a soul. I'm sorry if I ever did. Please, take a note and realise we are humans, we breathe the same air. You dont buy this world for yourself, do you?

After that pain and hurt incident, I decided not to face any parents. It was my first time and I really don't have enough courage. Later, after short thinking, I placed those flyers on cars' windscreens. I'm sure everyone would take off the flyers and check them out! Only a few the flyers were given to the drivers.

Second, most of the parents asked us to give the flyers to the children instead of the parents. Yes, it was a brilliant idea indeed but we have tried that way before and it didn't work for us. Almost all of the children kept the flyers and didn't bother to share with their parents. The worst one was some of them even threw the flyers away.

Ish, selama ni I read few flyers given to me selamba je. Tak baca betul betul. Sekali baca, bila tak minat, buang. Bila minat pun, simpan je dalam bag and tak pernah bawak keluar. Bila teringat, rasa malas pula nak bagi muka dekat flyers tu. Haih, Allah memang bayar cash. Now its my turn to give out flyers. I think the person who always distribute flyers either about education, cars or anything would understand my situation haha. 

Today, on my way back home from work, I walked. I saw that woman again in the car, she was at the guard house entering my neighbourhood. I smiled to her because she was staring at me. I didn't recognise her at first, thought she was a neighbour somewhere so that makes her stare at me as if she knew me. 

Still, I walked and walked. She stopped her car by the road, was sending her passengers off. Those passengers were basically students. So, I think she worked as a transporter. And then, our distance between each other getting nearer and nearer, it just felt so uncomfortable. 

Then, she smiled and politely asked "Tinggal sini ke adik?" "Yeah, dekat depan tu je", I answered cheerfully. I mean, everyone knows I am that happy-go-lucky kind of lady hahaha. Then she asked "Kerja dekat Kumon lagi eh? Tak hantar flyers dah ke?" I was offended by the was she asked. I'm not sure if she asked sarcastically or not but she sounded she wasn't. So I simply answered "Dah habis dah haritu, so tak hantar flyers dah" 

She smiled and said "Oh ye ke. Goodluck eh, pergi dulu" In this case, I said to myself, I think she's trying to be nice again. I mean,  maybe she has realised what she did so she was being nice and acts everything cool. It's amazing how people changed. Haha, I mean I shouldn't think she's going to be a bad woman forever. At least she tried being nice and I just have to pray for good things happen to/between us. Kan? InsyaAllah.

Till next time, I'm sorry.

Miss Kuah

My amazing account tuition teacher, Miss Kuah.  

Masa zaman Form 4, someone told me about Puan Bee Tin Kuah , the accounting tuition teacher near my house. Susah jugak la nak cari number dia and finally I got it from a friend of mom. I can't really remember who, but I owe that friend a big time.

So I think the beginning of 5-6 months of Form 4 year, I was, you can call me a nerd student. I would go to her tuition every week. Lama lama, I skipped. I had my reasons though. School extra stuffs, family stuffs and important events. It weren't really excuses, true things just happened on the tuition day lol. 

Then during form 4 tu, memang my performance in accounts were great la haha. Of course, I'm proud. I felt I did the best after PMR life. Tapi, bila masuk Form 5, I got lazier. I skipped Puan Kuah's tuition too many times using the same old reasons. But with love, she has always texted me and reminded me about tuition and account.

Dalam jahat jahat, she see me as an A in account student. I used to say she might be wrong because I was really a lazy bum. I pun tak tahu dari sudut mana she see the A in me.

After SPM ACC day, I cried because it was so hard. I literally skipped 1-2 questions because I got no time. But sempat la buat basic format. I was too focusing on hard questions. That day, I told my school teacher, "Sorry, I dont think I can give you an A credit" I was upset and I was thinking if only I wasn't a lazy bum. If only I did better with best confidence.

Masa result day, tears of joy when my Acc is A!! Big thanks to Puan Kuah and my school teacher though. Puan Kuah kept on saying she didn't teach me enough, she only helped me a little. While i say, she made me understand everything and I thank you for that. And also, from the help of my family who have given me so many supports and prayers.

Today, I went to visit her at her place. It felt good to see her again, I felt like a student again haha. I gave her a copy of my SPM slip, highlighted the Acc part ONLY. Few make-up stuff and a pic of me during my graduation. Now, I heard she has framed my pic on her wall 

I saw tears in her eyes while I was visiting. I hope she's proud of me in every ways. I'm just glad and sorry not sorry, my after-SPM stories have not yet come to an end. There'll be more! >:)