Incessant Camaraderie

I was so busy improving my social skills until i didn't have time to update my blog.

( Does sleeping counted as one?)

I went for raya gatherings.Celebrated my baby bro's birthday,collected some ang-paws and bla-bla..

The truth is : I don't feel like taking pictures anymore.

well.it's still the same me.same size.different poses.(again,still the same )

after have been persuaded my endless love, (yucks)

i managed to snap some pictures using hers of course and tadaaa


it sounds awful.isn't it?

(welcoming the new member merapus-merepeks girl *ayin*)



We went to d book fair.and bought


Booooks of course,what else do you expect?

(omg.omg.that was me.carrying a box that full of limbs and skulls.)

here's the list:

Ayin (malen's baby) :bought lotsa cooking.baking.taking.eating.recipes.books)

Malin:serial killers dvds part 1-2-3-4,haha.shakespeare's thingy:i guess that was mine,and some webster's desk reference set.

Me:sama ja macam malin except i bought the fifth part and teacher man (written by frank something,which is not for me actually ) and couple of literature novels for young adult of course.



*they said friends have things in common :so malen.we are the masochist typo.aren't we?creepy+ pathetic...hahaha

(blood-hunting reality tv series )


lepas beli buku,we went for shoru at mana ntah.and lost the parking ticket.

(i am a big fond old buildings,so pals,i'm snapping my picture here guys,here.)


*oklah,tamat di sini sahaja.i am so tired.till then*

p/s: they asked me a weird-kinda question,amboi sejak ada boyfriend,dah x update blog noh


here's my answer :i don't belong to anyone but my parents and The auction is on.

Haha :D





anyway lovelies: Thanks for the day :)sorry x letak gambar berdua (i cant barely stand looking at the contradiction of our eye-balls

Mars and Venus kind of thing

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Remain of the days

A dream of a book: a beguiling comedy of manners that evolves almost magically into a profound and heart rending study of personality, class and culture.”- The New York Times Book Review. When I first flip into the first page of this novel, I read those comments of his novel and honestly said after five times of attempting to read the first page of the story, it was rough .It was rough and tough.it did. However The Remains of the Day gave me something. It was different than the  movie version of “Never Let Me Go” written by the same author.

Well, the synopsis might be simple, as simple as choosing your favourite Gucci handbag when you have lots of cash compared to the moments when you have to swipe your plastic money when you are in the middle of month. It is a story of a butler. A butler with              self-conflicts.  A butler and his dad. A butler and his master. A butler  who has this and that. Was that Simple? As for me , the plotline was simple (as your wish)  if, you really master the language. Seriously .Well I still remember the moment when I first entered into one of the Japanese food restaurants I don’t even have a clue on what to pick on and what to eat, however the experience of having it all over again made me master those food. Now I don’t have to think about choosing the menu, as the dishes were on the belt. Take a plate. Have a bite .Pay for it.
There was one aspect that captured my attention when I was reading this material and it was the issue of his real desire versus his self-dignity

Without any doubt, I have believed that Stevens had succeeded in becoming a good butler. His accomplishments were told in every inch and lines of this paper book novel. However, were he really into it? Well as a reader I do believe that the actions taken by him can be considered as his desires, his lusts, and his needs. Everybody has their own interpretation but as for me I am a strong believer of the theory that every man do things that their like instead of what their need. Simple example: They will steadily awake during Euro 2012 but not for Subuh prayer

Well, let’s look at this deeply. There are many example can be taken as consideration when we want to touch about his desire or self-dignity and based on my interpretation, there were two incidents of why I said that he did things to satisfy his own petition

The real Stevens was into Kenton but he had never shown any interest towards her. Most of the comments indicates that he was so ego until he chose the self-dignity over the real desire but I think the other way around. Does he really want her to be his wife? His companion? The queen of his heart? Logically said, Mars needs Venus (and that is why “Mars and Venus” books hit the audiences) and the other way around but I do believe in certain ways that Stevens definition of being happy means: being a butler is certainly his real desire instead of marrying a woman. It is normal for us to settle down at the age of 25 to 30 for females and maybe for males it took more than that. However, according to the Erickson theory, the stages of us being old or mature were not measured by the age but the experience itself. People experience things differently. My lovey-dovey days and my puppy year’s love life starts at the early age of 10 and maybe it goes differently to you and for other as well and I do believe that, there are certain reasons of why he didn’t go cuckoo over Mrs Kenton. Well, not to say that I am good enough in judging people characteristics but as for me again I don’t think that he will make a good father. Seriously say? If I were given chances to rewrite back the story, I will never make these couple say I do. Oh gosh. Believe me, what do you expect from him?

A happy ending love life with Mrs Kenton? Even though I don’t have any life-experience of being somebody’s wife, but I still believe that they won’t make a good couple. Jennifer Aniston is an incredibly talented artist. She used to be a great sit-com actress and her name was highlighted all over the world BUT again, she did follow the norms. Maybe as for her marrying Brad Pitt was a good choice or her so-called-real-desire by that time and bang! Few years later the marriage was in a sack. It is ruined because of not of course the goddess’s angel- Angelina Jolie, but it was reported happened because of Aniston itself. Her past made her like that. She was so unready to have a baby as she was darkened with her past. Caught in the middle and exceptionally said that her father was the one who made her like that. She was believed undergo this kind of traumatic experience where by the desire of having babies ended there. See the relation? Well Steven Is a good man .Indeed he is BUT his past made him stand as him right now and I can conclude  that he was influenced by the way of his dad behaving. Marrying a lady? That is a total no.no for him and it is a good action actually. Yes .We can see that by the end of the end of the story, there’s pain behind him, and the sense of guilt and regret was there, but people make mistakes. Choosing not to buy a poppy tote’s bag during coach sale can be something regretful but it gives us no harm.

Do you still remember the moment when he decided on what to wear during the trip? He was thinking on wearing the best suits that he ever had and people think that he did that for the sake of self-dignity? Are you really sure on that? I couldn’t agree on certain point that he is trying to be the best butler as for his name, pride and satisfaction. Stevens might see that the paramount virtue of being a butler means you are able to dress well in certain code and remains professional as possible in any circumstances but personally I think we should put it this way : why do people choose Tag Heuer over Casio “pasar malam” ? The reasons are simple. Some people want the fame,some people want the attraction,but what if you were born as a rich….should you dressed like a pauper or should you behave like ones? Maybe this will be better. When you see your mom dressed beautifully in hand-made songket during any events, would you pick the same materials like her or would u prefer to wear something better or worse?

Stevens was born in a butler family, and he was trained to behave like ones. That is why he behaves such ways. It was his real desire to wear those tailor-made suits and it was an honour for him to dress properly during the trip. We might judge him that way by saying that he was being overreacted as he took things seriously .Be Careful before make any judgement because we might not in his shoes and yes suits might be an awful taste for a guy like him during these millennium years, (My father would definitely choose to wear his shorts, simple shirt and a pair of Birkenstock to travel and a simple shawl and a pair of jeans might be more than enough for my mom AND it is their desire to choose those clothes).but he likes it as he used to it. “how I met your mother” portrayed a millennium Stevens as there was a hot guy-but apparently he is a gay named Barney. Barney wore nothing but suits for every single episode for SEVEN seasons and nobody say a word. Why is that so? As for me, I think that his desire was the drive theory that leads him into choosing his own personal style.

Self-dignity is important, but we ought not to forget that real desire is vital as well. In this story, different perceptions were given and as for me..

I do believe and I still going to believe that the deeds and actions taken by Stevens in "Remains of the day" can be considered as fulfilling his real desire instead of his self-dignity. For man to have a baby is for his self-dignity and pride ,to prove his masculinity and power but to have babies is more than that.

Shah alam to Kedah- The Road Not Taken

Ayah met with an accident,and i was so worried.obviously,i should be worrying about him instead other stuff.So i had decided to drive back with the Help of Mr Mustaqim all the way from Shah Alam..


We went back.and ayah was doing fine.accept for one thing

I have to send my brothers to every pelusuk dunia,and i felt like-hellyeah,i will never get married,and even if i do i still not GONNA send my kids to Nursery-kojalankakisendiri,mama nak tidur dirumah.Just kidding..


btw-here's the thing.we arrived home a lil bit late,so my parents have just decided to let Mr Mustaqim to take care of my Myvi for one day,and the next morning,he will send back to me,as long as he janji to belanja me tgk wayang (well,that part saya main-main)



So,the next morning,He fetches us at Bertam Indah,obviously,it's quite a long journey.From Kepala Batas Selatan,to Utara ...Kesian.since his parents got plenty chores to be done,so this so called mithali son just asked me to send him back to the nearest bus station (balik naik bus wooo)...


However,afif and his friend pulak got things to be settled at so-called-wedding cerem at Kelab Cinta Sayang (untung jugak hang jadi photographer.masuk duit jugak.dari menyusah makpak )..Regards of this unplanned things,kami bertiga pun hantaq la si afif dan si anu ke wedding

*well,they called anybody ja as Anu kat Sabah,dont be suprised.im used to it*

(cramp macam tin sardin dalam my little myvi)

Disebabkan boring.mus.aqil.and me decided to get a way kononnya at one and only mall nearby,

which is :Village Mall...



(i called this as NO DIRECTION, Instead of one direction)





since the mall is so boring,takdak apa nak dicari except for Herbalife store,and we hated it.3 of us nak makan okay.bukan diet.so we decided untuk tgk movie bagi mengisi kekangan masa :)




so we strolled along the mall,and decided to watch MAIL LAMBONG.


WHAT!
WHAT THE.
WHAT.........





(seriously MAIL LAMBONG???)





No offense but,yala...i am not a big fan of Zizan and wasting 30 myr for him was kinda a big thing.tapi tengok ja la.it's kinda funny anyway :D




(ADIK YANG PEMALU SENGET DIBELAKANG)







(BLACK SHOT THINGY)





*They talked a lottttt about black shot and the other stuff that i didnt know.shoot.This game,that ID,those tactics...and i was like...ok fine...aqil..you steal my limelight man..and as i was so bored.tak dilayan,i snapped some random pictures of their IMMATURE stupid conversation..haha







anyway,we had fun together.Thanks for the day :D


Ayah is in recovery process and he's doing fine.


As for me,i am now becoming his so-called-permanent Driver

Appreciation night

Being the eldest child of the family means: i have to force myself in being a good role model to my siblings.after all,the only motto in my life is



"Paksa Diri Untuk Berjaya"


I'm not as good as my other classmates,but if you ask me thing that made me like this,

i will definitely answer my determination leads me to this (a good kick-starter)

Yala.saya bukan orang senang.sooner or later,my dad will retire and i have to prove to them that I am qualified enough in taking care of my family.



Last year was the toughest year of my life,and alhamdulillah,God is fair and He replaced me with slightly-better result than the 1st semester.


well.more likely to say,it's my rezeki and Four of us were invited to


'The Appreciation Night for the Dean's list holder'



1.

( mira.fiqqu(theonlyguy).tqah and me )



2.

(Team Kelantan)


IPKB sent us their iron-ladies.All of them are ladies and the number of their dean list's holders are Much.much.much more bigger.8 kot dorang.and..obviously,i am the one with the lowest gpa.


3.

( gadis-gadis tinggi and me )


obviously,i have issue with this.i used to be the tallest +size girl(masih besar) in my class and sejujurly i looked like an oager with the babies when it comes to taking pictures with my classmates..all of them are beautiful+ small size and petite..and i was like what the *^%$$$$...After meeting 3 of these girls from IPKB (The other twinning program from kelantan ),i feel like.

THANKGODFORLOVINGMEFINALLYIMEETANOTHERMONSTER.just kidding.



(with the lowest cgpa compared to mira.atiqah.and afiq,iSTILL manage to survive.Mama ayah.for this time being.this is the thing that i can give you *tacing*)



This might be the first and maybe the last Appreciation Dinner,that I can afford to go,but at least,it boost up my motivation level A little bit so that i strive harder in this TESL field.


I am not a fast learner,
but i will make sure that..i will be a good teacher.insyallah.



When people try to demotivate you by saying that :aku tak peduli berapa pointer aku asal aku grad,NEVER.NEVER.NEVER FEELS DEMOTIVATED.
smile at them and istighfar dalam hati.harap aku tak tergolong macam kamuorang.

*students amanah allah,studies amanah parents,i hope one day before i die..will make my parents proud of me :)*

amin :D

i used to be..i mean still fat :)

I am so busy,doing my chores,including my assignments and preparing myself for test,and out of the sudden i found ....


this.gosh...

(my sophomore year of my-trashy-life in my secondary school)


well.proudly said,

i used to be a netball player and eversince i left those games i ended up like this...


and after years...

(tadaaaa)



well,it might just be the same but who cares.i lost maybe..0.05 kg's ..




hahahahaha.it's just a random post you guys.


Happy laughing :D

This is me

She faked a smile. maybe it is a real smile.the breathless moments was gone.fly with the wind and the serenade of endless pain was end.she’s still day.watching the moment.having a new kind of hope.given by somebody that she used to know..

Pain? There was no pain in her.the numbness beat over the pain that used to struck into her life.There is a new beginning.she named it hope.

A new cycle had taken control over a life of a distress.if you ask me whether she is happy?

Well. I can barely say that she’s doing well .perfectly well. having  a great time of life with new songs.

In the morning,someone will wake her up,sing her a song,wait for her at the guard post.bought  her food and it takes a real man to do that.She is happy.

She should be happy.well.after all,that’s the only choice left for her.Be happy.

Life is about taking chances,and if you ask me,is she fine?

Well.frankly said is.She’s not fine.

Taking control of her own life is the thing that she got to do.ought to do.must do.and should do?

Perhaps,she doesn’t even have a clue of why she behave this way.

She cried

She laughed

She remember those moments and she struck by the lightning of pain.

He lost him, and he lost her.

She lost him and she lost herself.

Self-denial is a destructive self-mechanism and she doesn’t even realise the countless tears that she used to waste.

Well people, if  you asked her what it felt like to be in this situation,

She will basically smile and say well my dear,

You don’t know what its like to be like me and there’s no other option than to be

A bitch J

memoralibiaofgarbagecollector :)

Little kitten stuck somewhere behind the closet around 3 a.m,and i cant get it out and by the morning,i managed to get the baby out-ended ruining my own little closet.saving the life of the kitten is much more important than my stupid wardrobe.


There,i manage to find my old boxes that full of everything,i hate to say this but barely said:i am a big fan of junk collector.

here are some of the snaps :

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*a medium size box of accessories*


i am a very big fan of accessories.though i am not very good in matching it with my clothes,or to be frank,some of it were never at my hand.still,i love to piles the box up with those bangles.each of it meant something to a person like me,and ayah is one of the contributors..believe it or not.he did bought me some of the gelangs from Forever 21.what a weird family.trolol.i collected them since my primary years,and some of them were gone-but most of it were still with me :)



2.

*theycalleditgarbagebutinameditmemories*



one of my habits is collecting stuff and i have to admit that,i am good at it....that is my nametag during my primary years.The badge there was made my ex as he is good in creating piece of arts.Same goes to the candles there..all of them have different side of stories and each of them meant a lot to me.though the person changed,but i still have the memories in me as they had given me something meaningful,which cant be defined with words.


p/s:candles there was given by one of my exes on my 17th birthday.he did come to my house,bring a very scrumptious pieces of blueberry cake.salutation was given to him..Taddaaaa....




3.

*lettertojuliet*


This is one of those letters.given by my first ex.puppy love.and now he ended as one of my bestfriends.what a funny life.yalor.mana ada handphone by that time,and he was in science school kot.so the relationship last for two years :).and i still keep some of the handmade cards and dime given by him..haha




4.

*collectingemptynotebooks*


my other unique hobby is collecting notebook and stationary...i have like more than 10 empty notebooks,and most of them were bought secara suka-suka.





5.

*ketidakmatanganmembuatkansayaseringmenukarbarang*




fromroxy.to fossil.ended with rm20 ringgit purse bought from sabah.still i didnt change it because of sentimental value :)



6.

* :) *


well,this is part of me when i was in Borneo.it is still safe and sound with me :).in facts,i keep them well in the box given,and thou the situation is much more different here,still....part of the memories buried deep down inside in me :),

my guards might be up,but imma still a girl,and once the memories were there..it will always.in me...



always :)

a reply to a dearest romeo :)

Life might seem as easy as an Abc or maybe as hard as phonetic.well,both might look the same,but it is on us.

To View,
To look,
To judge

the things based on our own interpretation..

A girl might look stronger,when she has her side-kick,life partner,or maybe a lover.

Same goes to the boys,and things created differently.Love is a good way to convey a message,that we are not alone,and it is proven in stories.

Beauty with the beast,
Cinderella with the prince charming,
Fiona and Shrek
and maybe Bella with edward?or Jacob.whatever#sheisabitch ; p

Dearest romeo,

U might need your Juliet now,to sing the unsung melody,and to create an epic,a wonderful life an endless love.But don't you remember that both of them die at the end of the story.it was the most hopeless masterpiece ever.i hate to admit that i hate with the ending of those thingy created by that Gay.


well again my romeo,

Love is something miracle,and once it's there,it will be something that cant even be denied.you can't just simply resist it,and i know the feeling...


My friend,

i know it's hard to be alone,
watching the other couple laughing.joking.holding hands will make you feel like completely a loser.aint it?

well..i know the feeling....


I Do believe that you have the feeling of
wanted to be taken care of.sharing the thoughts.having fun.laughing.yelling at each other faces.and maybe smashing gadgets?


the question is,are you ready for the negative sides of it?
the feeling of being controlled.
smothered and etc?

this is just my random thought and yes.

if you have the feelings for that girl,

just go for it.taking chance is hard to do,but it's worth it :)



if you are ready for a new beginning of your life.just spill it out and dare to make a move.every lil things begin with a single step :)


but,if you are not yet ready..be patience,cause everything is written for reasons.

i am very sure that a very good guy like you,will end up with a good life.


have faith :)
take chance
give your best shot.


well,it's hard to be alone,
but sometimes,alone doesnt make you weak,right?


it shows that you are very strong.particular.mature.

in choosing right lady

to be the mother of your children.


amin :)




sincerely,
ladymacbeth2.0

feel it.take it.risk it

ihavemadeupmymindandtheanswerisyes.i do

you were there,
when i was in pain,
took the broken heart,
heal me with your warmest soul,
en-carved it with sprinkle of golden trust
sealed with things you loved most...

Taking chances,
leaving all behind,
Soaring to a betterment,
Beneath of my eyes,
You should be acknowledge as a gentleman.

You crossed the thin line,
and you made my mom smile,
as u speak to my dad,

And if you ask me with with for touched words,

i will seal your love
with the words 'i do' :)

it's my issue :)

Goodbye Gaya,Uitm.please treat me nicely :)

Life is constantly changing and the only option to keep it is just by saving some good and bad memories in between.I am not feeling well.emotionally and mentally as well had affected me in certain ways.

Alhamdulillah.For time being,i am defining myself as an independent girl.stable and happy in every aspect of my life.i am a survivor and more likely to say.i am moving forward.heading to the direction yang lebih lurus.amin :)

Frankly said...i am still the old me.just wrapped with different wrapper and being happy is the only option that i have.so.here i am.sitting on this bunky bed.listening to some stupid songs while pouring some stupid thoughts and random sayings.


it's normal to being stupid for seconds.

dear me,please be strong.

heart is fragile,and the damage is done,

one thing for sure,you cant always seal it...

dear friends.thanks for always being beside me :).

yes.i have issues in me and i am fixing it..


however,being mysterious.unanswered calls.texts bukan bermakna saya tidak sayang anda.gimme time okkay :).i ll be alright and fine.it's just a matter of time.insyallah.the only person that i need is me and i'll be your shelter when i finish with my thingy occay :)

(gay kan korang)

(clique)



Thanks for always being my friends.


and to you,it's just a matter of time :).
sorry for the constant-pain.
remember this,

thanks for being such a patient-guy
teruskan bersabar.bertawakal.berdoa.dan berusaha.

i have issues and obviously you are not one of it :)

thanks for everything,and if it is meant to be.it will.

amin :)

A Depart to Heaven :)

Dad is my iconic idol and losing him is the last thing that i can ever imagine.He thought me how to love,how to care and the most important thing is-how to value a family :).

When i was away to Krabi Island,i received a painful news from my girl.Amalina Othman.She's one of my bestiest and the lost of her dad made me shed my tears.She's 19 by that time and the needs of the dad in family is vital at the bloomy age...She was strong,though deep down inside,i cant really judge her feelings,i knew..she must have been missing him since the day he went away.

then i realised,what will i do if i were in her shoes?probably dying inside or maybe move on and hold the memories.



By the age of 20,another man had gone.Faten Naemah,who's the only daughter lost the love of her dad and she was the only child of the small circle family.I went to the funeral,and the unpleasant situation made me feel crumble inside.



They were strong,and i am not.

Cancer again,had attacked my friend's daddy (which was previously boyfriend),and it slowly kills him inside.The moment was still vividly clear in my mind when he told me that his father was diagnosed cancer.


I couldnt say a word.not even a word.He was real tough.Being the eldest son of the family made him feels unstable in this unwanted situation.Each time hearing the story,i could'nt even respond to one..The only thing that played in my mind was,


you are such a strong guy..



i was with him for one year,and the fake smile that he made terribly made me full of guilt inside.i wish i have the power to comfort him nor to other person that facing the situation.

The day had slowly passed,and his beloved dad left him yesterday.

He texted me and even answered my call with a steady tone,and deep down inside i know the pain is beating him like a drum.




Dear friends,to whom who lost your loved ones,

Malin,Fred and atin..


This one is dedicated to you...

God has his own set of reasons of why He let them go first...

They need to depart as early as possible to find us a shelter so that we can meet them there.Insyallah.

Be strong,(i know i have no clue on what i am talking about)


but believe me,love wont die.this is just a beginning to the endless love of the eternal sunshine in heaven...


One thing for sure,god has granted you with a great father,a man,and a guy.



I will always here for all of you regardless how hard it will be :).

For the rest,value your man before he gone.Forever <3

The art of reading

“No matter how busy you may think you are, you must find time for reading, or surrender yourself to self-chosen ignorance.” -confucius

your reading materials determine who you are-my own interpretation of reading,or in a simple way

You Are What You Read :)


when they asked me of what i'm fond of,i rarely say "akusukamembaca",i'am a big fan of music and i don't really realized that i'm into books until i found :



1.

(these.part of it #homaigodakusukamembacaandakuadalahNERD#

after few years,collecting reading materials,or not really collecting actually.(it's more to like girl,u have extra money-go and grab some books at Mph or Popular)


*let's begin


2.

(my childhood collection)

forgodsakken,i am not a big fan of Harry Potter,but my dad used to buy my like many of J.k Rowling's collection-though it was so amusing i found it boring and some of it hilangsebegitusahaja,most of my collections are from Jac.Wilson and Jean Ure.

3.

(graphic novels)


when i was in lower form,i was a huge fan of graphic novels,and i had like more than 30 of them,nevertheless-it disappeared mysteriously.#kesianakubelibanyak-banyakadaorangamik.my favourite collection was written by Ben.



4.

(motivational+inspirational genres)

it helps me a lot in dealing with real life-ahaha-real situations,little bastards-cute crushes and so on)



5.

(romance)

there was a moment,where i got involved with this epic novels.like seriously,name it and i got everything with me-Ombak Rindu,Bicara Hati,Sepi Tanpa Cinta,Cintaku Di Harajuku,bla2#embarrasing-and it gave me lots of ideas of how to behave like a lady;obvoiusly,it didn't help me at all.


6.

(politicviews)


ohlala,i really wanted to be an iron-lady someday#kononla,but my parents have interest towards the colours of the classrooms intead of courts#lol# -so i have to leave law and menjadi guru.nevertheless-i still read like lots of these bibliographies and political views that involve around Malaysia-at least i know something and somehow it gave me a wider perspective on how things change arround us.#takpandaitapitaklahjahilsangat :)



seriously,some books made me :



*

(wahheavengilamembacabukuyangsenangvocabnyakudigest)



and some:

(err,what is this-i can't even digest a word..)



and even for the worst case :

(why ibrahim ali and mahathir have different views..oh.why?zzzzzz)


so here,s my recommendation:)



1.

(givenbyaverygoodfriendofmine-sophia :) )

for vocab enhancement,of course-JodiPicoult prepares us with a heart-warming storyline-yet it was such a difficult material to be digested.you have to read it like for thousand times and #baruakutawusebenanrnyapompuannihilangingatan..ooobegitu)



2.

(imam's daughter)


this novel helps me in the sense of humanity-love-and faith towards Allah.This girl lost her faith due to the difficulties that she faced.i cried when i read some of the parts,however,she was wrong with her final action of losing her Faith.she should have believe in Allah instead of losing herself.it's a good book to read-and as a muslim,i do believe that,Allah is Ahad#



3.

(it's not me,it's you)

this was a compilation of few stories-behind every heart-breaking relationships.there were many useful tips that helps the reader in behaving a right way in facing problems.


last but not least :

(holy quran)



regardless how passionate we are in choosing our reading materials (harrypotter,fivelanguageoflove,majalahmanggaseparuhanakedoranyothers)-we shouldn't neglect our Holy Kitab and in my case al-quran of course

*the least that we could do is read/recite the holy verses after maghrib's prayer :),and for the best result do have a copy of it in your car,bag or etc.

remember;

thousand books may grow a smart leader,
one God,makes us a reader :)


grab some books and read-it's not too late to cultivate this good habit