December 30, 2011

haza min fadli robbi

Nothing in the world belongs to us. May Allah guide us in everything we do. 

every single thing we do, Lillahi Ta'ala.

December 28, 2011

still

Decided to take a short nap after 2 hours doing the 28 page report.

i dreamt having long conversation with her. it felt so real. deep inside, there's still her. i forced myself to move on. but feelings cant be forced. I believe Allah only allow me to talk with her in my dreams for now.

hais.

December 24, 2011

shot to the heart

i realised my recent updates is like, mushy2. well lets cut that.

today, someone told me something that really shook my heart. some people out there said, "sp silat merepek"
I was like, who the hell said that. but i kept cool and said maybe because last ivp we only sent 5 pesilat. no worries, next ivp we are going to show what sp silat is all about! go hard or home! i am all pumped up man.

okay next, there's only about 1 week left of holidays. darn. i have 3 reports to finish and i haven start it yet. its okay, 7 days is more than enough to finish up all the assignments. Already looking forward to the next holiday, and school term hasnt even started yet. few days back, i told my mother, "mak, malas ah nak blaja lagi. nak keje terus kahwin boleh tak" i was only joking to her. she didnt reply. and the next day, my uncle gave me a pep talk. hahah. confirm my mum told him. my father supported me and said, its my life, my choice. hehe. but they know i will choose the right choice. after getting my diploma, insyaAllah, i want to further my studies in Islamic institution. its my choice now. but first, after NS, i am going to save up money to fund my studies. after that, get a stable job. then, its marriage.

marriage. i wonder how it would be in future. even getting a 3-room flat can cost more than 100k. maybe should find a life partner now and plan from now on how to survive in future. we can save up together and bid a HDB flat which can take up to a few years. also, open up a account for our children's saving in future for their education. walazmak. these are just some thoughts. to survive, we have to have faith in Allah. for He is All-Knowing. Do everything for the sake of Allah s.w.t and insyaAllah, our life will be guided by Him.

hmm. today, i asked her a simple question, "lepas ni nak gi mane" and she couldnt even answered that. maybe its personal, or maybe she just dont want me to know whats happening in her life. its like " ko nak tau ape hal, sebok je" okay, i understand bro. i have to shut my mouth whenever i see her. its want she wants i guess.

till then, Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh!

December 22, 2011

sampai hati

theres something deep down in me, that i really want to tell someone but i just cant. its not about her. It about something else. about someone who really matters a lot to me. someone whom i believe, is the reason why i am me. its sinful to talk bad things about others. so i'll just keep it here safe in my thoughts. May Allah guide all of us, amin.

She. the more i think about it. the more i hate the fact that my heart chooses her. i mean, ever since i like her, everything seems wrong.

Suddenly i felt a deep sank in my heart, literally. the feeling of heartbreak. MOVE ON SHAFIE!

December 19, 2011

timecheck

Alhamdulillah. Training camp is over. now its back to reports and all that stuffs.

So its a whole different story when you are the person organising the camp. It takes courage and capability to be in the front. to be honest, i dont deserve to lead the camp.

"camp commandant paling annoying"

truly inside, i believe that my feelings for her is starting to fade. simply because, i tried to hard to be friends with her.its never easy to pluck up the courage and talk to her. but when i do. its just a whole different story. *snap*
im gettin out of this fairytale illusion.

you know, when i write something here, theres always gonna be somthing about her. it just shows how much i think of her when im alone. but the thing is, i can never do anything about it.

ok, ignore this post. Assalamu'alaikum.