Confessions.

I've just come to realization that I need to save my money. Money. Frankly speaking, I'd always have a problem with money. I might spent too much on unimportant things, I might be too fragile to just seeing sale signs, I might overbudget on everything and I know that sometimes I'm too strong-headed to listen to any advice that they have given.

I've never told anyone how much I spent in a month just for my clothes, shoes and handbags except to Ameerul. Not that I voluntarily told him what I had bought, but you know what, he kept asking me what I bought everytime I went to the mall. I just can't lie.

And if my dad was asking me the same question, I'll always telling him the truth. And thank God my dad never ask for it so far. Or else, you can only find me in a grave. Oh God. SCAAARY!

The same thing goes for my mum, aunts, granny, and even my colleagues. They were so kind-hearted and never gave up to tell me to stop buying unnecessary things. I mean like, I told them that I wanna buy a nice Chanel blusher and I was being scolded for that. They told me that was too expensive and I can get even much better blusher than that by cheaper price.

And I don't get them. I mean, it is not that I don't want to listen to them, it is just that, I want that bloody Chanel blusher like, I'm dying for that. Am I bad?

I'd actually want to further my study next year. So my dad told me to always have a saving money so I won't be too dependent on him. He even wants to create a bloody bank account just for me to keep some of my monthly salary inside it! And that might be one of his ways in order to make sure that I'm not over budget to what I'm going to spend. Maybe because I'm a teenager, the more he advises me, the more I become repellent to it! I act normal, am I?

Don't ever ask me how much do I save up until now, cause it is zero in number. And at the end of the month, I'll ask my mum for some money. I'm bad, I am totally bad. Because I know that my mum won't has a heart to see me starving. And I'll always promise her that I'll pay her immediately after I get my salary.

You know what, I've just realized that, I haven't wear maybe 5-6 clothes that I had bought before. I might be forgotten about their existence, perhaps.

I tried to be a better person each time my salary came out. But I found that it was only last for hmm maybe 2 days after that. I was cruel to myself. I swiped here and I swiped there like I'd never had a future.

So here I am, promise to be a better person. I promise to wear all those never-wear clothes and I try to cut back.

I hope this may last for err a year, perhaps. Because I'm going to further my study next year wohoo.

p/s: Because student will always find it easier to get money from parents. And scholarship too!

Of boyfriend and beach.

I spent the whole day long with Ameerul at Port Dickson. He at first asked me where to go so I said, it was up to him cause he's the one who drives. Then he told me that I deserve to make a decision since it was my birthday celebration. Haha.

Oh yeahhh, seemed like it's my queen-control-powered day. Thanks for the license. ;)

So like spontaneously, I said, okay, PD, so he was like, okayy. Huh, just like that? Did he think PD was less than 45 km, didn't he?

Okay so that I actually had to work on that Sunday. I mean like, while the other people were having their cereals and milk at home, watching favourite Sunday programmes on telly or treating themselves with new clothes or watsoever, I had to go to work and counting each tablets and every litres of syrups there. Stock take on Sunday.... Killing me even more.

Call me the most excellent employee then.

So Ameerul came fetched me at Tawakkal and then wohooo.

It was a rainy day and everything went all sticky. My shoes were wet with sands and all.

If her mum was reading this post, I'd pray that she can spot what's inside his shirt's pocket! You naughty son! Haha.

But I love his shirt. I just love it. :)

I actually was planning to make some sandwiches and fried rice cause we'd on a picnic, aren't we? So too bad, I was sick and I got to work on the next day, so maybe next time.

And just treating ourselves with...

SANDS.

Tell me, did it looked like a turtle? Hahaha. Boo us.

Old.

I'm older. And there's should be nothing to be excited about celebrating birthday, right. Haha. Yeah, but I received a lot of wishes and text messages wishing my birthday.

They're still loving me.

Haha.

I actually share the same birthday date with this cute kiddo, Damia.

Hppy birthday to us. I love you. :)

Convocation

I've done with diploma. Phew, it was the most challenging 3 years in my life. The hardest part when I actually had to sleep for only 1 hour and spending the whole night studying and memorizing how Total Parenteral Nutrition works. It sounds silly but the truth is there.

Call me an owl now.

2 weeks after I finished with it, I've got an offer letter from Tawakkal Hospital offering me to work there. Like, hello? I desperately need a job, (even cried for that). Stupid me, if I know Tawakkal needed staffs, I wouldn't let my tears fell down that much.

I wanted to work, cause obviously, pursuing pharmacy is hard ( 3.8 of CGPA, only if my dad was a Pharmacy's Dean). The hardest test in my life. But this is worth crying for, and up until now, I do cry for it. Nobody knows how much I love it. Okay stop here before anything falling down. *teary up.

Insyaallah will pursue my degree next year. If Allah wills.

So 3 years had passes. I am now a diploma holder, thank myself for being strong enough to face it.

Convo's went okay. Mama and Papa came for me. I'm the lovable daughter, who could deny. Haha.

Family first. Not in the picture; Faris, younger brother.

This boy came with a bouquet of flower. <3

And walking all the way in UiTM holding my handbag. Haha.

LOVES!

Oh I hate this picture. It's such a humiliation seeing my face was half covered with that mortar board. Like a retarded kid. Haha but they said I looked cute, so hmmm yes put it here. Hahaha.

Pre Graduation Photos

Let these pictures do all the talking.

Euww much? Okay bye. :)

Last

I hate the word LAST. It's kind of sad. You'll feel awkward and you're about to feel to lose something! It's terrible.

I remember the last times, when I had to leave Penang, the last moments in Penang was miserable. I cried when I thought of leaving Penang and clearly my friends.

So did when I had to end my internship training. Been a year at the hospital that I'd been attached to, I was sort of glue to it and I hate to leave that place!

And now that I have to face the same situation!

Vince and Man, our boys are now leaving Tawakkal after 2 months of practical training.

So the generous us went dinner to celebrate these kids. Hehe.

I'm gonna miss them.

Back to basic

Him: Sayang, what if you loss your memory? Would you still love me? Would you still remember me?

Her: *started to cry

Him: No, don't cry. I'm just asking.

Her: If I loss my memory, please do everything just to remind me back about us. Do each things that we used to do. Wear the same clothes that we used to wear.

Him: Okay sayang, will do. Stop crying, I'm bad in joking, am I?

Her: *don't want to talk to him. Serve him right.

So this is the boy that should actually attends himself to joking class. Hehe.

HAPPY 18TH MONTH ANNIVERSARY, SAYANG. I LOVE YOU FOREVERMORE.