a breath of relief

phew...
fffinaly, today i have done with my presentations and microteaching (after being postponed for several times and it was really suck waiting for everything to finish later that you're expected).

microteaching was okay.
nothing interesting because i did the post-writing stage, which is evaluation stage. SHE doesn't want any application kind of activities and that's so lame...

it has been seriously a long day.
when class started at 8.30 in the morning and ended at 9pm.
although there was quite a big gap between morning and evening class, it was still a torture.to wear the same baju kurung until 9pm.

in my previous-previous entry,
i did mention that sem 6 is really a torture.
as yes, it is indeed.like hell.

and...

today,
i've learned something new,
that it was really a heartbreaking when your bestfriend hurt you for the very first time.it was very much painful if it was to be compared when your loved one hurt you.

sometimes, it's not the action that hurts us most.
but most of the time, it's the words and the way the words being spoken.
that it is like a dagger strikes right through your heart and rips your heart out.

but what else could beat the meter of the value of friendship?
NOTHING.i repeat, NOTHING.

we're cool by now.i love you, bestfriend/s. (: *hugs*


si penyayang, ;p
nfhms.

mari bersukan

dah lamenye tak maen badminton.
tapi tadi sayang ajak.
macam bermunge-munge sikit hati.
tapi badan pulak rase tak sedap.haish.
bukan ke aritu dah baik ke?
baru je kan?

kalau dah maen,
tak boleh maen sikit-sikit.
mesti kene maen all out.
barulah puas.
barulah namenye bersukan.

tapi nanti lepas maen,
saket pulak sini sane.semane?

esok pulak kelas pagi.
tapi dah lame ni tak maen ni...

tapela.


pemain badminton estate, ;p
nfhms.

mtv worldstage 2010

rocked on the mtv worldstage
would be one of my unforgettable moments for this year.

wonder girls are superbly HOT and sexy in person.
tokio hotel is amazingly energetic.
katy perry is so fucking CUTE and naughty on stage.
not forgotten, bunkface can perform live really well!

it rained all the way,
but it was worth to be there...

homesick as it has always been.

finally,
it ended.
i hate examination...

here comes the holidays.
i would like to embrace it.

mummy and daddy are in puchong now.
call after call,
text after another.
i spent some time with them today.
and
i realized how much i missed them..

i saw mummy smiled.
i saw daddy's eyes shined.
a whole lot of bucket of questions had been thrown at me.
this and that. that and this.
some i answered.
some i lied.
some i ignored.

we went out and looked for things that mummy wants.
we had simple dinner and daddy decided the menu.

i saw mummy got confused.
i saw daddy argued.
i saw mummy laugh.
daddy talked.mummy talked.
i wished i had more than a pair of ear.

tomorrow i have a job to do.

i saw mummy made face.
i saw daddy looked out through the window.
i saw mummy frustration.
mummy started to grumble,
but daddy is a cool man.

mummy's phone rang.
i got the phone for her.
and i saw her wallpaper,
it was my photo, showing my teeth.

she must have been missing me like hell.

it touched me.
i miss you, too.


will be back soon,
nfhms.

a weekend to remember

the scenic view of KL tower captured my eyes.
i sat there on the couch with few companions.
chill…i like being at high places.
the attic or whatever you may call it, is damn pretty.
the lines of japanese bamboos are so green.
it made me feels almost like home.

never have i thought that,
that night outing gonna be that fun. gonna be to that extend.
doing something unplanned,
when we thought it was already late. we made it happened.

it freaks me in a way,
but presented me pleasure in many ways. (:
it is a guilty pleasure.

well,

nothing much i did on Saturday.
but stayed at home,
rolling on the bed. tumbling to left and right. from morning to night.
yes, i rolled in excitement.

it is a Saturday, April 10th.
the one that i must remember.
i will always remember…

last Sunday was really a Sunday.
i mean it.

i took the ride with a smile.
i smiled along the journey. ngee~ :D

hearing the sound of water lapping,
made my heart jumps like a monkey gets a lorry of bananas.

that is what i have longed for…
fresh and cool. relax and beautiful.
that’s the beauty of nature.

i got wet. she got wet. they got wet.
we splashed the water and drenched each other.
two fell, two almost carried by the river.
two laughed because another two shivered.
and
a frog watched the whole scene.

the journey continued.
and i was still smiling…

colmar tropicale is beautiful.
made me feel like a character in the fairytales.
we climbed up the tower and we went down the stairs.
we snap! snap! snap!
till we realized to have a sit is relieving.

soon i had to part.
distance is not my favorite. haish…
i tighten up the grasp; refused to let go.
but i had to
and so, i carved a reluctant smile.

though…

it is, indeed,
a weekend to remember.


weekend lover,
nfhms.

stranded in a beautiful paradise

when i said,
time flies. i mean it.
time really flies fast. i hate it.

it has been long since i last feel this way.
a feeling that is beyond words to describe.
the one that is for me to embrace,
keep and celebrate.

being there is a bliss.
an infinite one, eternal.
...irony. it does not last long.

i wish for a little more time.
to be there.

it was a paradise.
indeed, a beautiful one.


p/s:
*extending my hearfelt gratitude and thanks to C and A*



enjoy being with you,
nfhms.

Thank You : Episode 3 [Yiya]

"Yiya ialah seorang yang gila"

Hmm..i love this line. ;p

Yes, I am going to write about her in this entry. Yiya – she is my 1-month-plus-old housemate. 1 month is a very short period of time, though I get along well with her. Too many things had happened and it seemed like I’ve known her since long before. She is like my everyday kind of thing, like coffee or maybe tea. Someone I can count on to perk me up. She is fun and she is crazy! She can cook, she is the one! For every shake of my head, there is still something served on the table. Let alone for every nod. Being a year younger than me doesn’t deny the fact that she acts more like a sister/mother to me. She makes me feel like I’m home in this little house.

I felt sorry for her, for things turned out hell few days after she moved into my house. It all started with smiles and laughter, but sad to mention that it ended up with fake smiles and tears. Less talking and the three of us were not doing things together anymore. No more breakfast, lunch, dinner or supper together. I rarely saw her in the house for I was too busy appreciating those last moments.

One day, I walked into her room, crying. So she offered me a hug. For after a long silence, we both knew what was happening but unable to bring ourselves to talk about it. I slept with her from that night on. We discovered our similarities and appreciating it. We spend more and more time together. We talk, we sing, we laugh. We seek fun and joy in our friendship. She brings back the happiness I longed for. I know it can’t replace the one that I’ve lost. But at least, she put the big orange sun in the house and made it shines once again.

Thanks YIYA, for making everything appears possible to me.


p/s:

pardon the title.
in this entry, i would like to thank
Mior, Faris & Van, Akmal, Wan, Sis Farah Z, Sis Mimi Chan, Sis Lalis, Sis Nui, Don, Sopie, Palie, Girl, Ery, Hadry, Kylla, Mc Naim, Fe & Aunty Ez, & etc.

for the wise words, unconditional support, and for the love. (:


girlfriend,
nfhms.

Thank You : Episode 2 [C5 Crew]

Phye & Funzy
are buddies that I love, so much. In every ups and downs, both of you never let go off my hand. Always there when I need a shoulder to cry on. Sometimes both of you can be quite a jerk; you bullied me, scolded me, and ignored me when you disagree with me. But I know, you do it for good. At times both of you can be so lovable that I feel like hugging both of you all the time. When I cry, both of you offer me hugs, sweep away my tears, calm me down and make me laugh. You scolded me when I skipped my meals. You hit my head when I did stupid things. You called me stupid when I neglect my health and studies. You are always there for me, 24/7. Calling me ‘bebeh’ to lighten up my day. Accompany me when I feel lonely. Best companions ever for you don’t have any objection in everything I do when we hang out, when we get wild, and when we get crazy. What I thankful the most that both of you accept me the way I am. Both of you are indeed my best-friends, forever.

MimiE, Nonie, Ejay, Ann, Joy, Carol & Zuan
For every one-to-one basis meeting, you never forget to ask how am I doing. A simple question but it means a lot to me. I know there are things that left unanswered but I am planning not to breath everything. What done is done. But the most important thing is I want to thank all of you for every single minute you spent for / with me. For each support, for every laughter, for every word, for every effort to make me carve that little smile, and for everything. For without it, I may not be as strong as I am now, I may not be able to draw a smile, and I may think that I am alone. A simple encounter, a simple text, a simple chat, a simple hug, a simple touch; are enough to show me that you care. Enough to tell me that you love me. Enough to comfort me. Enough to push aside the sadness. I wish there are 48hours per day and 14days in a week, so that I could spend more time with all of you.

Not forgetting, to the rest of cohort 5 crew;

Wewi, Zaty, Mimi, Ash, Daya, Nisa, Syeila, Yana, Iwing, Raf, Mark, Azmi, Kadrey, Zaidy, Ikram.

Thank you for the poem, for the moral support, for the words of wisdom, for the meaningful smile and eye-contact, and for everything. [too many to be written here].


love u all,
nfhms.

Thank You : Episode 1 [you, you & you]

When I was left untold, you go for my right.

When I was too innocent, you taught me not to be one.

When I lost hope, you told me not to die just yet.

You and me were never get closed before even though I aware of your existence. We even barely talked to each other. It is awkward to think how close we are now. A person I developed trust upon after a single text. Never have I known you will throw me words of wisdom as if we have been friends for ages. Whispering words that keep me looking forward for tomorrow.

You made me see things from every possible angle. You proved to me that a non-judging person is real. You taught me to be wise. Oh, how I adore the way you think. You always try to make time for me despite packed classes and tons of work. You stayed up till morning, listening to my mourning with that long-sleeved still on. You accompanied me when I don’t know how to cope with the loss. You lend me your ears, you lend me your hand, and you lend me your shoulder. When I don’t know what should I do and where do I go, you are always there, shooing away my sorrow. THANK YOU.


When I was depressed, you offered me a ride.

When I was lonely, you took me for an outing.

You and me are classmates. We never get the chance to spend time together for both of us were busy with our own personal businesses. As time passed by, we found something in common so we hung out quite a lot. You did fun things to cheer me up when I was really down. You gave me a very joyful night ride. You showed me what fun is. You took care of me like I am your sister. You are always there for me despite our differences.

Now, it has been almost 1 year and there you are, still taking care of me when life is hard on me. THANK YOU.


When I reached you on the phone, you were always there.

When I cried, you calmed me down.

You never really knew me and I only know tiny piece about you. We smile in each encounter but we barely talk to each other. Perhaps we talk whenever necessary. I always adore you – the way you smile and the way you speak but I don’t understand why we never really be friends. But I know I can trust you. You acted like a big sister. Checking on me whenever you’re free and calming me down whenever you heard me crying. You texted me valuable advice and you told me that everything is going to be fine. You wanted to share the burden I carry. You hugged me when I cry.

How lucky I am for you are still there. Leaving me a place to curl up whenever I need one. THANK YOU.


yours truly,
nfhms.

surprise!

i was surprised.
i really am..

not really, actually.
because i kinda knew it.
but i waited.
because of so many things.

spill the beans.
you have done yours,
i don't know when will i do mine.

do i need to do for my part?
i know you can tell it yourself.

whether is it a good or a bad idea,

why do i feel much better?
why do i feel much happier?
why do i feel relieved?
why do i feel surprised?

and..at the same time

why do i feel like losing?
why do i feel like falling apart?

is it too late?
is it?
is it?

i don't know.
you tell me.


yours truly,
nfhms.