Dear Fifiey,

Fifiey Hamid. One of my best friends and she's a part of Dolls. 

Dear Fifiey,

Happy 22nd birthday to you, sweetheart. I wish you all the best in your life ahead and may happiness and blessing will always be with you. I know your birthday this year might not be as great as the past and let's not take the news as your birthday gift. Allah's fair. He made everything perfectly. I bet you know, everything that happened has its own reasons. I just want you to know, you are never be alone, He made you have me, He gave you Dolls and you still have your own great family. 

I know this might be really tough to you. Believe me, if I were you, I would feel like losing my entire life. And trust me, I'm really proud of you, of what you've passed, of what you've done and achieved. It's not easy to accept the fact that our loved one has gone and leaves us. There's always a reason why.

You're really strong, dear. I believe he would feel really proud of you too.

Keep your chin up. Stay strong. Remember your loved ones. Remember Allah. He will always be with you in any situation, Insyaallah. 

And I'll always be by your side. 

Love, 

Qissy. 

Oh My English

I don't know with other people, but my family usually will use hints when we need to talk about something serious in front of the kids without they knowing that.

For example, when we buy an ice cream and we don't want those kids to know (because if they eat ice cream, they might get cough and cold), so sometimes we spell it like, "Kakak, Ibu beli I-C-E-C-R-E-A-M. Nanti la kita M-A-K-A-N, bila budak budak ni T-I-D-U-R".

Haa, got it?

Or sometimes we speak in English, cause some kids don't really understand.

So one day, when I talked to my aunty in a car, and we don't want the kids to know it, we speak in English.

And suddenly we heard Damia who sat at the back of the car said, "Oh My English!"

Hahaha. Naughty!

Give me some, please?

(Picture from, obviously 9GAG)

Work has been really nice to me lately. Everything was just okay. Cool colleagues. Nice environment. I just can't imagine how my life would treat me next. 2 months from now, I'm no longer here. No more working life for me. No more pressure. No more politics or whatever and that's supposed to be a good news to me, but truth be told, it wasn't that easy. Tawakkal has been a part of me since this past a year. I admit, work can be so stress sometimes but I'm happy being here.

But I promised myself to only work 1 year here. Then I resigned to continue my degree. That's how I've planned my life. And it happens now.

And I embarrassingly admit, I'm not ready for Egypt. Mentally. Emotionally. Seriously. Egypt is one thing. I'm afraid to face my new life there. I'm not sure what my life would be there. People keep telling me how good to be there, how lucky to get this opportunity to go there, how my life will just turn out to be okay. But how? Tell me.

I know what life needs us to be. We need to be strong. Never satisfied on what we've had. Move on. Brave to face obstacles. Bla bla I know.

I'm just not ready. This feeling that push me where I know I have to do it.

This is what I really want. Further my study in Pharmacy is what I want. I don't care where it would take me. Egypt? UK? Or even Mars? But the thing is, I'm not ready.

How it would be without my parents? And I get UTI more frequent than ever? And I'm facing everything alone? What happen if I don't get the chance to come back here anymore?

Laugh at me now. I'm just paranoid.

But all I ever needed is some spirit.

Give me some, guys. :(

p/s: I'm now writing my resignation letter. One little step to a grow up life. Hope so.

What to bring?

If Allah wills, I'm going to further my study in Egypt in couple of months from now. Times.. Really has a funny way of passing us without we realize it. It's almost a year since I first working at Tawakkal. Well, I'm going to resign soon and I'm going to miss Tawakkal. Those people there. Those memories together. Those friendly environment and ahh salary... Salary, guys. 

So since I'm going to Egypt soon and since I'm so lazy and dependent, I texted few of my friends and asked them to help me making a list of what to bring to Egypt (to ease my work. I'm so selfish, am I?). Hehe.

Text Message 1- Shushy

Me: Dear, can you help me?

Her: Yes, what can I help you?

Me: Since I'm going to Egypt soon, can you help me doing the list of what to bring?

Her: Yes, sure. At least I contribute something. You want it now?

Me: No, take your time. But don't forget to put "Mini Shopaholic" novel to the list.

Her: Don't want.

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Text Message 2- Syadie

Me: Can you help me? (Forwarded message)

Her: Yes, why darling?

Me:  Since I'm going to Egypt soon, can you help me doing the list of what to bring? (Forwarded message, again)

Her: Okay dear. Treat me with Dominos. 

Me: If only I satisfy with the list. Or at least half of pizza only.

Text Message 3-Iffni Suraya

Iffni is my colleague at Tawakkal. The conversation was much less like those above. I can say, Iffni can be the best employee to her company, she works super fast. Seriously. Only 2 hours after I texted her, she sent me a long list as follow..

(Click to read it clear)

Impressive. Haha.

God, she's really like my alter ego. Iffni, are you stalking on me? Cause she knows what I need. Haha. Especially on the HEALTH part. Those are my regular medicines; Ural, Synflex. LOL.

And the list wasn't only about that. I was touched when she said, maybe I should bring my along my family photos, Ameerul's, Shushy's and she hoped I would bring hers too.

So I replied, I didn't want to do so, cause she's coming with me, isn't she? (She got the offer too, but still in the mood of making the decision. So what I can only do is, coax her, cox her, coax her).

Come with me pleaseeee?

This was Iffni, after 2 weeks of we knew each other. I remember the time this photo was taken, she said, "Kita tak suka bergambar, malu la".

Malu konon! -_-

Just a hair

Someone has complained that I no longer blog about him. Feel threaten, huh boyfriend? 

You know what made me attracted to him? His hair. His hair when we first met was messy and a lot more like hmm homeless man. Haha. No, but seriously, everyone asks me if I ever feel irritated with his hair. Actually it does. Haha. You see, how can you go out with a girl without combing your hair? Pleaseeee.

But true that, he's a good man at heart.

That makes me fall for him even deeper. :)

His hair wasn't like this before. It was better and fresh. I want the old of your hair!

Mommy

Happy Mother's Day guys. :)

Everybody was talking about celebrating it halal haram and so forth. And personally I think that is all about our intention. How we want it to be celebrated. And for sure we just want to appreciate our moms. Right?

I can't imagine living without my mum. Seriously, how? Because she's the one who taught me everything from the beginning. Teaching me how to fold my clothes right, helping me how to read and write correctly, telling me to always be good and always reminds me about my responsibility in life and those countless sacrifices that she has done. Goodness, how am I supposed to know a real love if it's not from her?

I sound emotional. Haha, pardon me.

Well, speaking about my mum reminds me of our conversation last week when she told me to resign earlier from my work, well, since I'm going to go to Egypt this September (I'm going to continue my study, and I hope I can do it), Mama said she wanted me to spend some times with her before I go.

Sad much, I know. Leaving my loved ones for ages is the last thing that I wanna do. What sadden when Mama said, "It's okay, Mama restu". Almost got me burst into tears. Well, I'm chasing my dream because family, education and money are always my priorities.

Haha.

Happy mummy's day, guys!

Of Becky Bloomwood

I just couldn't resist Sophie Kinsella's.

I mean, why being a girl without chick-lit novels?

I barely read novel these past few months, I don't know why, maybe I just started with work shift so I kind of busy-not-used-to-shift-kind-of-work or something. So I didn't.

But I missed Rebecca Bloomwood. How tricky she was with her bank manager who chased after her and her debt. How romantic and perfect Luke Brandon was. How funny when she thought her husband was having an affair and she actually hired a private investigator over Luke. When Luke's ex girlfriend was trying to steal him from Becky, and I got so emotional and imagine if I was Becky. I told this to Ameerul on how I hate Luke's ex girlfriend, how annoying she was when she told Becky not to be so confident about Luke and I'm not going to let it happen to me and my future family. So Ameerul said, "It was just a story, why so emo?". Okay fine....

Call me addicted, but I really am. Haha.

So since Sophie Kinsella is just releasing her new novel, I've Got Your Number and I think that would be really great if I could read it any sooner. And since I'm so missing Rebecca Bloomwood, so I reread those novels again - which is total addictive!

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