woaa

DI nakkkkk :)

survivor

Ya Allah
We've made it.
it would b crazy if i tried to put it all down in one entry.
its just..impossible.

setiap jalan yg DI dah jejak, setiap lorong yg DI dah pijak, it stays there.
even if after this, i cudn;t go through the same old routine again, goin to the teachers, to the labs, to the toilet
its gonna b okay.
kan DI?

*tgh memujuk diri sendiri*
kira ok lah tu Allah bg DI peluang nk buat sume tuh.
what more could u ask Him for?
its been more than a week since i left it. n only now did i really really really miss it.
tambah la lagi dgn dok baca buku Hlovate memanjang, asyik ckp psl IB je heheh.
budak IB nie mmg tough ah.
look at the product eh? haha..

I've fallen in love with You there!
how can i forget such place?
tempat yg jd witness my real tears for You.
sungguh, i'm missing it badly right now...

kalau DI suro sume yg satu jalan ngn DI angkt tgn sape yg rindu, there would  no hands down.
kan :)

i'm just real glad Allah made me go through it all.
pejam celik pejam celik, we've survived it all my brothers n sisters.
we did.
and only because of Him we had strength. to fight hard.

sangatlah xphm bg org yg sgt2 happy dpt keluar, dpt bebas.
bebas ke? it would be a prison for those who didn't seek the real thing, n a safe haven for those who found Him.

tapi tula, dh berkali2 diigtkn supaya sume benda yg kita rsa jgn disebabkn bi'ah sahaja because it can b created, wherever we are in the world. but it really does help in the journey to become what we are now. n I really thank Allah for that.

two in one

there is two to everything.
with a chair comes the table.
with a pencil, there's the eraser.
with a shirt, there's a jean.
and with happiness, there's always sadness.
but with sadness comes the good behind it: a lesson.

why did Allah gave us heartaches when we should be filled with laughter? Behind every smiling faces, each and everyone of us was hurting. we didn't wanna ruin the fun because we wouldn't others to feel the same way we do.

but somehow, our tears brought us closer. closer than we could ever be.
if we laugh all the time, then we're not human. its unnatural.
because for every ups, there's a down.

He wants us to learn. learn life. not just live through it.

Innama'al 'usri yusra
and it's true alright.

Mixed

if i could describe my feeling in one word right now, it would be

MIXED.

one thing for sure,

i already miss it.

n i'm not leaving it yet.

this heart ache.

so much.

of leaving the place i fell in love.

n i know i'm not the only one 

and to Allah alone i seek my strength

my God is Allah :)

 

DI lupa.
td terkesan dgn ayat seorg akhawat, "kita tahu tapi kita lupa."
make sense?
kita dah lupa sape laaa yg sbnrny yg The Most Powerful.
dlm kekalutan mengejar benda yg xhabis dibaca, rasa xigt spenuhnya, we all forget the most important thing.
sape laaa yg bagi STRENGTH tu sbnry.
sape? sape?

bila last skali qiyam?
bila last skali mnta kt Allah?
bila last skali nanges bukan sebab manusia?

pening tau.sakit kepala dah menangis. menangis psl benda yg kecik. benda yg besar?

Tapi, ingat nie.

tawakkal itu dalam hati. 
Allah suruh kita berusaha laa! Jom!

jikalau hijrah itu utk nk tgk anak mat salleh or pkai bju sejuk ke or pegang snow ke, then u may well get it.
but if your hijrah is for Allah, then won't it be much more meaningful?
at the end of the day, which one will give you the ultimate satisfaction, o DI?

Selfish

being in KMB, like any other places i've been to before this, it never seem to escape from me the act of selfishness. i see it everywhere. even in myself.

how one can shut a door, not wanting anyone to disturb while studying. how one could not spent half an hour in  between maghrib n isya' for tazkirah. how one would ignore their friends who is having a hard time.

are all humans selfish?

but i also see another side.
the side where one person  is willing to lend her ears for their sis, close the books and immediately starts helping her on 4 assignments that need to be submitted in two days.
the side where one person is willing to spend her money to ice cream etc just to see her friend like her old-self again, not wanting to see a sad face.

in this precious times where everyone is seen running towards IB, we tend to close our eyes on seeing what other's problems. where's the support group we're saying that we are doing?
why can't you see ur own classmates having a hard time but yet u do nothing about it?
all it takes is a few steps to reach her door.

its funny how u want so much privacy that u are shutting everyone else out.

race

strength.
one word.
Allah.
He provides me with the strength even to get up on my feet.
now,
He's all I got.
He knows my limit,
and I pray that He will provide me with the strength that I need to carry on.
race against time