High Up there!

That parent, that parent who made Miss Liza see RED last Friday came today.

Well, she had to, right.

I was practically on the verge of apologising for the miscommunication (That was what she saw it as *rolls eyes*).

But when I saw that I-am-not-going-to-say-sorry-even-when-I-know-I-was-wrong-just-because-I-am-a-Mat-Salleh look, I decided to give her the Ok-fine-I-shall-give-you-attitude-because-I-don't-give-a-damn-that-you-are-a-Mat-Salleh look.

She told me what was needed to be told and walked off.

Did I bother being friendly, waved goodbye and wished she had a good day like how I would always do?

Like hell, I DON'T!

I didn't even turn to look at her while she was talking to me.

Rude I was but it's not like she was apologetic about her nasty behaviour too.

You maybe rich and all but in my eyes, you are nothing but someone who simply breaks down when all stressed out. Shame on you! So stop thinking that you are all that great because frankly, you are NOT! You are not even close.

Ange(RED)!

I am angry. Very angry!

What happened this morning was the exact reason why I prefer working with children rather than adults.

You would think that age and maturity would guarantee sensible behaviour.

But No! I was wrong. So blardy wrong.

Today was Red Day (that means the children as well as the teacher had to put on something red).

Upon seeing the children wearing red items, one of my parents got mad at me! Why?

Because I did not remind her of the special day when a letter to the parents have been sent out last Monday specifically explaining the Red Day!

Apparently, the system that my partner and I are adopting at the moment is just so bad.

The thing that annoys me about dealing with people is that some of them are just so blardy insensitive of others' feelings.

They themselves are very easily offended but they don't understand that other people have feelings too.

I do acknowledge the fact that that parent is pretty stressed out with her work as well as family life. However, I am not a punching bag, for goodness sake! Don't take it out on me.

If all the other parents can remember that today is Red Day, are you sure that the teachers are to be blamed for adopting a systems that is just sooo bad?

I do not wish to judge your parenting skills or time management but I think that you should be mindful of such strong accusations.

Today is Red Day and Miss Liza is seeing RED!

Count Yourself Lucky

You would think that someone who puts on the tudung would posess good mannerisms.

I personally believe that it is a Muslims' responsibility to behave appropriately, especially if you choose to cover up your aurat.

As a Muslimah, wouldn't you be offended if a fellow Muslimah decides NOT to salaam you - eventhough you were standing in front of their very eyes?

I would.

Frankly, I don't see as anybody's business who their friends choose to have a relationship with.

I am so appalled by someone we met who obviously disapproves of me being with MyBabyLuv.

Yeah, I was wearing my tanktop and did not look half as decent as her, who was wearing a tudung.

Nonetheless, she has no blardy right to judge me like that.

If it was up to me, I would have given her a tight slap.

If she was MY friend, she would have my spit on her face - plus some of my favourite vulgarities thrown at her.

Fortunately (for her), it wasn't.

May it brings us closer. Insya ALLAH

I had nothing but faith in Him for I know that I have no control over your feelings about me.

I drew conclusions from every single word you ever said and it scared me.

Scared me that you will never be able to accept my position in his life.

I love him so and so he to me.

But ALLAH s.w.t answered my prayers in the exact manner I hoped for.

Alhamdullillah. Alhamdullillah. Alhamdullillah.

It was the first time for you and me too - and I hope it will be the last for me.

Thank you for having me. I felt welcome and loved by you - almost as how my own mother would love him.

Syukur Alhamdullillah.

You are Your Own Judge

There are other ways to boost your confidence.

And comparing your life to another person's is NOT the way.

Let them live their lives the way they want it.

Whether or not they are destroying it is not up to anyone to judge - except themselves.

(DON'T) Turn it Up

I have to admit that I turn up the volume of my stereo - when I'm at home.

It frustrates me when inconsiderate handphone owners put their walkman mobilephones on full blast - on public transport!

I do understand that it is a PUBLIC transport but that does not give anyone an excuse to be self-centered.

Train or bus rides can get quite boring especially if you do not happen to have an MP3 player with you.

It is not a problem if you would like to listen to some music on your walkman phone but not on full blast!

There are others on board the train (or bus) as well.

Others who are dead tired and would like to get some shut-eye or just simply others who would like some peace and quiet.

Some people are just plain brainless.

Happy 8th Month Anniversary!

8 months ago, you were "not my type" and "yeah, just a friend lah".

But no one can predict the future and 8 months later, here we are celebrating 8 months of being together.

Alhamdullillah. Alhamdullillah. Alhamdullillah.

I pray each night for more anniversaries and more good times (and preferably less) bad times, MyBabyLuv.

Insya ALLAH.


Song Lyrics

Dust it off!

Old habits die hard and yes, I am (still) way to lazy to update my blog...as how everyone else religiously does theirs.

" Tagboard awak ada cobwebs and all! " - or so I was told.

Love him to death I do tapi still kena cubit juga.

Tapai!

"Oklah, saya update! "

*sticks out tongue*

Happy Diwali

Namaste!

I would like to wish my Indian friends a very happy Deepavali.

Enjoy the time with your loved ones during this festival of lights.

Silly me!

If you do not want people to read your blog, then change the settings!

My action was entry-worthy because of the history behind those involved.

Anyhow, I am not proud of my action but I definitely do NOT regret it.

And the power of words, woah! Just how powerful words are! It amazes me.

But I am NOT allowing her words to ruin my day (or my life, for that matter).

At this point, I dare to say that I can still accept the accusation about me with a pinch of salt.

But truth be told, the reason for doing what I did has NOTHING at all to do with my self-confidence (in myself or in my relationship).

Alhamdullillah.

But just think about this, Missy. If you haven't done anything that might enrage me, (I don't know. Maybe something like sending him text messages to meet up because you were so depressed that you need someone to talk to, emails reminiscing the past, etc etc etc) I would NOT have resorted to doing it.

Sometimes, we have to first reflect on our actions before we start calling others names.

All you need is LOVE

Last year, Aidilfitri was slightly sombre for my family.

However, the grey clouds that hovered over our heads have passed and now, sunshine prevails.

Alhamdullillah.

Last year, she was not able to be with us - we almost lost her.

Alhamdullillah.

Last year, this little chubbiness was simply too young to enjoy the joys of receiving duit raya. Actually, she still is not able to enjoy the excitement of receiving duit raya and being able to buy ula-ula. Nonetheless, she enjoyed the jalan raya with her "pimp-ed ride".

This year, this year, ALLAH s.w.t answered my prayers - in the form of him.

Alhamdullillah.

Going through a tough time can teach one to be stronger.

What doesn't kill you, just makes you stronger.

Syukur alhamdullillah.

misunderstanding?

Words can be misinterpreted.

More often than not, meanings of one's words can be very misintepreted that they start to sound horrid when in fact, that was not what the initial underlying message was.

I hope I have misinterpreted your words.

I really, really hope so.

We have to work hand in hand

Respect works both ways in order for it to be successful.

The younger has to respect the old and at the same time, the old has to also respect the young.

I personally believe that age is just a number.

You can be sixteen but have the maturity of someone twice your age.

On the flipside, you can be thirty-five but have the maturity of an adolescent.

One of the ways to recognise a matured individual is the ability to control our words.

Some people are able to process their thoughts before voicing them out while there are others who do not.

It's one thing to be straightforward but it's another to be judgemental.

Nonetheless, humans tend to make mistakes by blurting out their thoughts without thinking them through.

Sighs.

I am only human...so is she and so is he.