Terlebih Sudah!

Aku ttibe rase nak berlakon plak. Adoiyai...bnyk sgguh ko nak. Ambik sket2 sudah.

Lebih tepat lagi aku rse nak blakon cite2 seram, horror or cite2 action. Ceh, ni sume bahana tgk filem2 barat la nih! Huh!

Bkn apew lah, aku rse cam sonok la tgk org takut2 bile nmpak antoo ke, or xpon org yg perangai cam antoo. Bkn la aku nak kata aku ni penakut kan. Wah, blagak sgguh ko!

Apew2 pon, persoalan pokok kat sni...ade ke org nak amek aku blakon????

P/s: Aku terjerit tgk muka sendiri...

That Little Thing Called Life

Salam all.

There’s a lot to say now. But I’m still figuring out the words that I want to use. I don’t know how accurate the words would be, but there’s no harm in trying. What can I say, my whole life’s been a lesson. Sometimes there are just those times that I don’t want to learn. It’s more like I chose to ignore them. It’s like they say, ignorance is bless. But it’s also a murderer.

Throughout my life, I’ve seen in all. Lots of different- yet similar characters in this little play in life. There are many things that life can give us. You see, life, is a crazy thing. There’s good and bad, honesty and lies,loyalty and betrayal, love and hate, hello and goodbye. There’ll be good times and there’ll be bad times and also everything in between. But we can never know which way it’s going to go.

We are constantly finding ourselves in the middle of the crowd. Some will get lost on the way. And some will get caught up in all there was to offer. Life is like that you know. It’s just crazy and impossible - and sometimes it just doesn’t make any sense at all. It is unthinkable and unpredictable. Because there will be those things you see around you that you can’t understand. Yes, I’ve seen it all. Mistakes that people make and chose to hide. Trying to move on with a dark past catching up behind. But still we’re not willing to take the opportunity that comes by.

Maybe we can all be honest, but we can’t stop from hurting others with the truth. Sometimes the truth can get back to our face because nothing we do, is without consequences. A pebble in the water makes a ripple effect.

What you’re going through in your life makes you think that you’re the only ones ‘acting’. Then all that’s left is by looking at other people’s scene. It can make your mind wonder if you can be like them. We look at the world through our eyes and we are the ones acting in our own play. We think that we have all the problems in the world on our shoulder and then we cry every night. We often wonder why it’s happening to us and not other people. But we’re far from truth. Like I said, our eyes, our play. We only see what’s inside but the outside counts too.

If we can see the world through someone else’s eyes, perhaps we would understand. Not everything bad is ours. And not everything good either. Anyone with a gift, will have a flaw. And anyone who laugh, can also cry. When there’s ‘easy’, there’s ‘hard’. We’re given different scripts to our lives. Scripts that we made for ourselves. And we choose how the plot would be.

And then there’s just some people who stood still and watched. Spectators with eyes wide open. But their hearts are closed. Watching but not seeing. It’s much easier that way sometimes. But their hearts will burn. It’s just how it goes.

What we say matters, regardless of anything else. But so is our silence. So which one is better? How do we know we have the right line? Maybe we have people to help us at the side, but too much help can make you weak.

Then you make the choice of burying your secrets way deep in the well. So deep that no one can trace it. So deep that you don’t even think it’s yours anymore. We forget that the way of knowing ourselves is through those secrets. But we don’t want people to judge us. Criticize us. Hurt us. So it’s better if no one knows. But people with too many secrets will die and the grave will be their only witness. Is that how we want people to remember us?

There’s only so much we can take. But we can’t take it all, and we certainly can’t have it all. Maybe it’s time to stop trying so hard. Because we’re not the only ones living.

Sometimes life would give you a hard time and a reason not to live anymore. But there’ll be plenty of other reasons why you should stay. That is what we have failed to see. We don’t want to see beyond what is written for us. You will be left, hurt and broken. But time will keep you company. Or maybe you just would never heal. It’s not easy. But sometimes you have to sit down when standing up is hard to do.

When you think leaving is the only way, then leave. Don’t try so hard when you know deep down, everything is a mess. You can hide the bruise and damage that’s been done. But the scar remains in your heart. And that scar hurts more than anything else. Draw the lines to how much you can take. There’s a difference between sacrifice and being stupid. They can stand and watch everything fall apart and they can say anything. But you know why you have to leave.

You can’t make everything last forever. What goes up must come down and whoever says hello will someday says goodbye. All you can do is make the most of your life and cherish what you have with the people you love and people you meet along the way. ‘Cause in the end, that is all you got.

We are all actors in this little play. Choose our character well. Choose our story well. And tell them in the most beautiful way you can someday. Only then you will have no regrets in your life. Knowing that you have given the best you can in your part.

Iera Azmi : Sincerely from my heart :)

Goodbye Baby

Salam all.

This is going to be a heart breaking story. At least for my part. As I'm writing this, my eyes are swelling and I can't see clearly because of the tears. Yes, I am crying. You may think it's because of something that must be really sad. It is.

Me and the rest of my family just witness our new cat Tia, died. By new I meant she was just taken last weekend. I had just came back from campus and I couldn't wait to see her (I only had a picture of her sent by my mother). I came home yesterday, and the first thing I did was look for her. She is beautiful. I mean was beautiful. Of course she was, Allah is perfect.

I played with her, and cuddled her. She was a light. But there was something wrong. She wouldn't eat or drink. She was not happy. We could feel it.

So this morning, we took her back to the shelter place where we got her to get her examined. The woman there said she was a little skinny. Another one said didn't look like she was sick. I was a bit relieved. They gave us some kind of vitamin and told us what kind of food to give her. We went back home, she was still the same. We gave her food she won't eat. We gave her water she won't drink. We were scared for her because if she doesn't eat something, she'll be sick.

But Allah decided that she should go. She is not meant to live with us. But she is meant to bring smiles to us. Even just for a while.

We looked at her. Her breathing was heavy. But a moment later, it went slower and slower. I saw my mother cried. I googled something about why cats won't eat. They say, talk to your cat and give them food. So I tried it. I talked to her. I tell her please just hold on for a little longer. But she was just so little, and delicate. She wasn't strong enough. She looked like she was in a lot of pain. But we couldn't do anything. All the Vet's are closed at this time of hour. We thought maybe we could take her there tomorrow.

But I had a feeling - a strong feeling - that she won't make it through the night. I was right.

For a moment, I couldn't stand the sight of her like that. So I went inside my bedroom and cried. I cried and cried until my eyes are swelling. After a while I went out, but I heard my mother said softly. She's gone. I cried again, heavily. We all did. Me, my mother, and my sister. It was really painful.

After that, I told my brother, and he was speechless. Angry maybe.

Thank you Allah, for giving us a chance to live with this one perfect creature You've created. Thank you for giving us the smiles and laughter. Oh, Allah, take care of her well up there in heaven. Insyaallah, if You will it, I would like to see her again one day...

Tia baby...I am sorry. We are sorry. We love you so much. I love you so much. Thank you for the smiles you gave me. Even if it was just for 2 days, they were beautiful days.

WE'LL MISS YOU A LOT TIA BABY. WAIT FOR US THERE.

I am sorry if it was my fault that you died. I am so sorry.

Door oh Door!

Salam all.

Look at my title. Well, the main character in my story is not going to be that door. However the door is also a part of my story. So, listen well for all that will be said is important for all men out there (notice the word men instead of guys?).

Anyway, my story will not be complete if I do not address all of you, a very important question. A question that will serve as the main opening for my story. A man is a man, but is he a gentleman?

Now what does gentleman means? Some say son of ruler, some say a prince, and some say noble.

Be it a gentleman or proper man or whatever you call it, the main purpose of this character is subjective. But if I have to tell you one, it is a person that can brings you comfort or conveniences. As Cardinal Newman would say:

A true gentleman in like manner carefully avoids whatever may cause a jar or a jolt in the minds of those with whom he is cast --- all clashing of opinion, or collision of feeling, all restraint, or suspicion, or gloom, or resentment; his great concern being to make every one at his ease and at home.

And I agree, for it has happened to me once. In fact, it was just yesterday. I'd just arrived to my class and I was looking for my group mate. But he wasn't there. So I decided to look outside. I put my bag and I walked towards the door (ah...the door). Then one of my classmate - a guy I should tell you - walked in. After a few steps he stopped at the side, and just stood there. The eyes do what they always do so, I looked at him. He replied my look and then he moved towards the door and opened it for me. He probably realized that I was going out.

Please. Do not think that I was hoping for him to get the door for me. No, that wasn't what the 'look' was for. Like I said, the eyes are only doing their job. I didn't even expect him to walked back to the door and open it for me. Yes, I was taken aback. Not a lot of gentlemen can be found these days. But perhaps I'm just being bias.

Forgive me. I am only say telling you this story because of another story. Another door episode. But with a different character.

I was walking toward my class and then I reached for the door and opened it. Again I was taken aback. No, this time I am the gentleman. The moment I open the door, one of my classmates - a guy of course - walks in.

Now I am not trying to be giddy. I'm not even trying to compare these two situations. I am merely making a point as to what a gentleman is. But remember, I am being bias. However, I have gone through similar stories as the first one.

I leave it all to you to do the comparison. Then only you can answer the question earlier.

HAVE A NICE DAY...

::Narcissistic Production::

See the title? I think they're self explanatory. Told ya I'm a photoholic! :)

Cute face. Failed! :)

Candid.really :P

Girls' Crazy Day Out!

Salam all.

The other day, I suddenly had this crazy idea about going out and spend the whole day at KLCC. I told it to my sister and she said : Yeah, let's do it!

Okay, so I was kind of in a dilemma. Then I said: ok...let's do it!

So the next morning, we went to KLCC with mummy. It's a good thing that she worked there so we got a free lift.lol. But the not-so-best part is that she goes to work at 7.00 a.m. Ok, what are we suppose to do in KLCC so early in the morning? But we go ahead with the plan anyway.

At the security entrance, mummy asked us to wait. She said maybe she could take off for a while. So we waited there for her. There was this security guard who kept looking at us with a very suspicious look. Like he's thinking, what are these kids planning huh? (Cause we are not Petronas employees) . So we went outside. Then another guard outside gave us the same look! Oh kenapa? hahaha...kami bukan penjahat.hehe

Anyhoo. We went for breakfast with mummy and then she went back to work. So we started our day with jalan2 and taking pictures. Yes. We took lots of pictures!! All over KLCC.

Owh and we saw Real Steel!!! It was an awesome movie I tell you! We were almost screaming and jumping in the theater because of the fights (no one heard us cause they were screaming too!). And the OSTs are great. Especially the one by Eminem. It was worth it!

Owh, there was an incident. A stupid one actually. I was holding my sister's hand when we were walking and then two guys from behind screamed at us, saying : wooo, lesbian!!! (mmg jerit betul lah). I heard him said it but I didn't turn but I said: Ade aku kisah? And my sister turned and stared at those guys. haha..bodoh punye lelaki! Not that I was embarrassed or anything. But they are the ones who should be. Nak je aku jerit: ni adik aku la bodoh! But, orang zaman sekarang mane bleh tegur cmtu. Silap2 ktrg kene bunuh kat ctu jgak.haha.. owh and ntah2 drg yg GAY x? hahaha!

Ok lah itu ajer. I'll post some photos on my next entry. Be warned. Very narcissistic!

:P

Laziness and Other Disasters

Salam uolz...

Let's cut the story short okay. Now let me tell you about the things that makes me lazy and the things that doesn't. This entry was a request form a friend of mine who's really interested to know. So I'm giving all the info. Although I have no idea what good it'll do for him.lol.

1. Sy rajin klu sy mmg btol2 nak buat satu2 bende tuh. Tp kalu sy ade persaan nk buat, mmg sy xbuat, or maybe sy buat tp xsiap.haha. Cth: Assignment, download movie...etc...
2. Sy rajin kalu sy buat bende yg sy suka. Cth: Membaca, menulis. Tp klu sy xsuka, sy malas nk pikir. Cth: Mengira...haha
3. Sy malas layan org yg xphm ape yg sy nk ckp.
4. Sy malas dgar ckp org yg ckp buruk pasal org lain tp die sndiri buat.
5. Sy malas nk pretend sy suka kalu sy xsuka. Sy tunjuk je sy xsuka. Watpe jd hipokrit kan?
6. Sy malas layan org yg tersangat sensitif. Maybe that's why klu ade org merajuk, sy diam dan biar die elok sndiri.
7. Sy rajin klu ade org yg ckp perkara yg sy suka dgar. Cth: About music, film, poetry...
8. Sy rajin klu ade org yg membantah ape sy ckp. Sy akan blas blek dgn hujah2 sepatutnyer. Xkisah la klu sy ckp xbetol..haha. (but most of the time I'm right). Sbb sy suka berdebat.
9. Sy malas layan org yg malas lyn sy. That's why ramai org igt sy xperamah.
10. Sy rajin melepak.haha
11. Sy rajin senyum and ketawa.
12. Sy malas klu buat bnde yg memboringkan.
13. Skang sy tgh malas, that's why kje sy xsiap lagi...haha

Ade lg kot. Ntah...

Teehee!