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Update.

Assalamualaikum and Hi.
It's been long since I last updated my blog.the reason merely because of laziness.=) I have a lot to write and share with u, my followers, friends or anyone who might coincidentally stumble upon my blog.Is there??=) But whoever you are, I just want to say thank you for reading.=)

Well, just to give you readers an update of my life, I'm currently living life to the fullest, relaxing at home waiting for my posting which only GOD knows when it should arrive.Well, I'm not complaining neither am I whining that I am currently jobless.Why should I??Life is good.But deep down inside I just hope posting comes fast just because I don't want my English to get rusty, which it already is.I am a future English teacher and I'll be teaching primary school kids. Hence, I have to be good in the language as I'm teaching our future generations.=)

So, I guess while waiting for posting to arrive, I think I should be writing and most importantly write in English.Hence the update(s) in my blog. I don't want to go around and make promisessaying I will write as frequent as possible because I'm scared that I might not be able to fulfill it but I would try my very best to keep my blog updated.=)

Till then,
Have a good day everyone.
Much love.

Ps: I sense a following entry after this.@_@

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.............

You were NEVER my friends and
 most importantly....
we were NEVER friends.
Good night beautiful people.
Love,
Faz

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Its not you.Its me.

I don’t get MAD. I don’t get ANGRY. I don’t raise my voice. I don’t hold grudges. That’s just not me. Please get your facts right before you start labelling and judging me.(Go ahead. Label and judge others. I did it as well. Who doesn’t? Owh wait, what’s the word? Yes. HYPOCRITES!)

But,
I get ANNOYED. I get IRRITATED. Easily.

So,

If you, your behaviour/ actions/ words happen to be my subject of annoyance and irritation fret not because somehow at the end of the day my annoyance and irritation that I have towards you will disappear. It is easy come and easy go. And I don’t take it personally.

Therefore,

Behave and act how you wish to.  I couldn’t care less. Cut yourself some slack and stop pretending on how you should behave around me.  Because, it’s not you. It’s me.So please don’t flatter yourself.

Thank you for reading.

Tooddles.=D

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What one doesn't FORGET.

Memories…that are mine alone….unique because those who are in that memory have different thoughts about the same incident. Memories, a picture held safe in the photo album of life. Memories of tears, laughter, noisy times, eventful silences, small snippets of our lives all stored in our mind to be replayed later. Sometimes like deja vu, they come back at a later time to make you feel, I have lived this before. No one, I mean no one can take those away, can they??

I have always wondered why sad memories remain fresh in our minds and cling where as happy moments just fade away with time. We have a tendency to hang on to those thoughts that make us sad , keeping the hurt and pain fresh in our minds,  something that went wrong in our lives ,the disappointments we face or that which hurt us and  specially the hurtful actions or words of the ones we care for. They come up unbidden and unprovoked triggering a feeling of sadness in us.

Sometimes memories are all you are left with to hang on to when a loved one is gone. The happy times bringing in a whisper of joy in your dreary world, the memories of laughter, togetherness and happy times giving you a little something to hold on to as your own. Little moments of laughter, the feeling that overwhelms you when you first tell someone you care about them, the sparkle in your beloved’s eye when they catch a glimpse of you after a long time, the feeling of safety and warmth when you are hugged by people you love, the choked emotion you feel when your loved one does something special just for you, the tear that runs down your cheek as someone’s actions touch you, the feeling of pain when you give someone all of you and they rip your heart apart, all these memories, all just yours ….no one can take it or snatch it away.

A way of holding on to all that you love, all that you want to hold close and all that you dont want to lose ever… These are somethings no matter what one can never take away from you…. ever. Happy ones, sad ones, memorable ones, all remaining with you, like pictures, imprinted in the deep recesses of your brain. Can one really erase those away ever??? The mental scrapbook of all that happens in your life, that which gets a flood of thoughts rushing back into your head. …. Memories.

When you hold this close to your heart, you realise life actually is such a beautiful journey. When you cherish each special memory, each thought of those who came into your life and made a difference however small, you feel you have been blessed. So hold them close to your heart and keep them safe for they are your treasures to cherish because People come and people go, maybe they can even be replaced …. but memories  they linger on… they can never be taken from you… and  ultimately isn’t memories what makes us who we are?

Here are the memories I've created for the past 3 days! =D
~Went to Gurney n watched the 3D Rapunzel~
Pictures credit to Aina


~The convoy went to Ahlams house to makan-makan  and then we headed off to Tupah Recreation park~
Pictures credit to Aina & Aslam

~Mandi manda at Titi Kerawang~


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She and Him.

She and He were friends. She cares for him a lot and He considers her only as a friend. One day She told him that She loves him. He rejected. And that has made all the difference.

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Once Upon A Time

Since I’m going to sit for a storytelling exam this coming Sunday, I think I’m going to write something about it. Well, 1st of all, I never did understand and NEVER will understand why I have to sit for a STORYTELLING paper. I think it is purely ridiculous. Isn’t the name of the subject explains it all? It’s STORYTELLING and not STORYWRITING. Plus, what is the purpose when all I did is memorizing the definitions, types and etc...? So, I guess people should rephrase their question. Instead of asking “Have you started studying storytelling yet?” they should ask “Have you started memorizing storytelling yet?”.
Despite all that, I still love Storytelling. In fact, it is one of my favourite subjects throughout the whole of my course. That explains the written of this entry. I’ve some good memories of it. 


The old Tree(Faqis Adnin) and The Young Tree(Me)
The Casts of "The Adventure of A 
Mouse deer"
Well, I have always loved storytelling. During my school years, I always dreamt of entering the storytelling contest. But I’m the shy and stage fright type of kid. So, I guess my talent was never discovered. =P However, growing up, I have listened to stories told by my grandmother and my parents on how were their lives back then. I even heard stories during the era of Japanese colonization and also how my great grandmother and her 10 children came to Tanah Melayu and etc.
However, my favourite kind of stories would be fairy tales. What is there not to like about fairy tales?? It’s a make believe world and without you realizing it, you kinda wish it to happen to you where one day your Prince or your knight in shining armour will come to break the spell or even save you from your life misery. And finally you live happily ever after. So, tell me what’s not to like about fairy tales??=))
I read some place that if you want your kids to be creative, give them a taste of fairy tales. With that, they have something to look forward to, a 'happily ever after'. Do you remember your story book? Do you remember how you used to look at them for the umpteenth time and try to visualize the whole scene? You started dreaming, you made a world for yourself that was just perfect; free from any malice of any kind.
Now that we are here, all grown up, seeing life more practically that we ever have, do you still believe in some of those dreams? Do you think there's a world out there somewhere, where everything you imagined as a child exists?

Let's get on a roller coaster ride down the lane that takes you to the world which you left far behind. It's still there, you just have to close your eyes and believe *smiles*

I'm the damsel in distress, the sad girl who has been waiting a life time for you to come and sweep me right off my feet. And when you did come, you weren't a knight in shining armor. You stepped in, silently and surely, knowing what you were here for. Your certainty about a probable us had me going for you.


Like a princess locked up in a high tower, I wait for you to fight the odds and come rescue me. Scary dragons and wicked witches combined aren't enough to keep us apart; that's what I love about loving you. It's just so powerful!
I don't expect a prince when you finally find me. I know you today like I have known you for years and years, and when you're finally here with me, I'll know it in my heart. Even if you're a prince in disguise of an ugly frog...
Just like Jack and his beanstalk, let's find a place for us up in the clouds far, far away; where I can look at the stars with better clarity, where they will shine brighter for us and where it's just you and me. Walking up in the clouds with you... Ah I'm getting goose bumps just thinking about it!
I pricked my finger on a spindle and have been gifted with a fate of endless sleep. Will you come and save me from this eternal slumber? Awaken me in all my senses, show me what's like to be truly alive, stay by me and love me.

Kiss me and break the spell.
Will I make it to one of your three precious wishes if you had a genie lamp? Will you wish "us" into reality?

Time will test us, from wicked witches to fire breathing dragons; from being confined in the sea to being locked up in towers of a far off land; from poisonous apples to pricking spindles; from being bounded by the luxuries of the Sultan's castle to having to live in with a price in the shape of a beast... Come what may; we'll make it through.

You just have to believe and have faith in me.

I love you for all the things you do for me; how you fight the odds and risk your everything over something as fleeting as we have right now. You bring it all to life and you make everything worthwhile. I love this sense of purpose!
Fate, destiny, crystal balls, charms, stars, dreams, the lines in your palm... everything told you I existed somewhere. You heard my beating heart just like I have been hearing yours all this time.

Souls interwined... 

This beautiful story written by God's Hands is our destiny and now that you are here, it's finally complete.

I want us to be the fairy tale little children read. I want this story to be read and lived over and over again for countless years to come. People may not know from where it all began, but they should know how and where it all led to. I want this to be a wonderful book that ends with "and they lived happily ever after”. But then, I'd never want the book to end. Let our 'happily ever after' be a wonderful beginning of everything wonderful. I want little girls to know that happily ever after is never the ending; it's the beginning.

*smiles*
"You know how when you were a little kid and you believed in fairy tales, that fantasy of what your life would be, white dress, prince charming who would carry you away to a castle on a hill. You would lie in bed at night and close your eyes and you had complete and utter faith. Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy, Prince Charming, they were so close you could taste them, but eventually you grow up, one day you open your eyes and the fairy tale disappears. Most people turn to the things and people they can trust. But the thing is its hard to let go of that fairy tale entirely cause almost everyone has that smallest bit of hope, of faith, that one day they will open their eyes and it will come true."
-Mimi Schmir


What does your little fairy tale tell you?
*smiles*


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One day YOU will...

Someday I'm sure that you will find the one that loves you the way you wanted to be loved.. You will find that person who'd be your shoulder whenever you want to cry, be the one actually holding your back and just not saying it.. Someday, I know you will find that one person whom you could count on to turn up in front of your doorstep the moment they know your eyes are moist, someone whom you know would hold your hand through thick and thin not just figuratively but physically.. Someday I really hope you will find that person who would be all that I want to be for you this very moment.
And yes, I am sorry that despite my pathetic assurances I can never live upto being a good friend to you, let alone anything being close.. I'm sorry you had to be a part of my pathetic life, where I'm just helpless half the time.. You deserve someone so much better, someone who's not as terrible as I am, someone whom you can truly call your best friend :)

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