February Challenge ~ 2nd

Second challenge requires me to create a poem or a haiku. Though I love haiku so much, I'll go with poem.

 I hope it does look like a poem :)

It was like being alone

and aware of someone's presence.

Curiosity grows stronger 

as bond gets deeper.

Then time of revelation came

and the rest of it were spent to fully accept

and to truly appreciate what He had planned for me.

I'm glad that I didn't fail to see it

because the way I see it now

It was lovely

February Challenge ~ 1st

I fell asleep last night so this post stayed in the draft section last night. But I still look forward to this challenge so here it is.

So this is the third picture I found last night. According to the challenge, the third picture is suppose to be the metaphor of my love life. I had some time to think and I'm beginning to see how they can be related.

You have to dare to open your eyes, and see the world for yourself. You can only truly appreciate what you have when you already see the true value of it. In this case, your special one. And nothing in this world is solid. So when things don't appear the way you want, don't let your disappointment stay for a long time. Have faith in everything and He will decide what is the best thing for you two.

So far, that's the only thing I can think of from the picture. I'll make more reflection on it later on :)

A source of happiness ~ Blog Challenge Day 31

Finally, it's Day 31.

Somehow I don't feel like I deserve to write something like this. An inspiring note as the closure for this blog challenge. I might not have enough experience compare to the other but I try to write based on what I feel. It is also kind of a reminder for me. Here, it's 297 words...

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It’s beautiful when everyone around you is smiling. It is not just the curves on their faces, it is the sincerity that appears on their lips and shone through their glimmering eyes. If you haven’t noticed that, take a look at their faces whenever you’re around them. Look at them in their eyes, and cherish that moment. Preferably when they aren't looking at you, so that you’ll see their truest smile. Keep it in your mind, and treasure it in your heart. When my friends are happy, I’m always happier than them. And why is that? A smile from other can always instantly lift my spirit up. So why don’t you do the same? Smile :) Happiness is not something that you can generate by yourself. You need it from someone else. You can’t expect to be happy alone. If there’s something that you dislike about them, look for the things that make you admire them. It might be their smile, the way they act when they’re excited, or maybe how restless they can be. Often in times of anger or dissatisfaction, we overlook the good side of them. That isn’t fair. You’ll never know what they truly feel inside. You’ll never know if they’re secretly crying, trying to hide the fact that they’re sorry. Maybe you won’t even know, if they're feeling sorry for the things that are totally fine with you. No matter what will happen, you mustn't think of you alone. When it becomes too hard for you to handle, ask for His Guidance. He will never let you go through things alone. In fact, He's always there with you. Sometimes when you look back, you can tell that it was Him working. Friends are gift from God, love them with all your heart. 

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p/s to blog challenge host, this blog challenge had been a great journey for me ^^
Opened my mind in various ways

Theme of my life ~ Blog Challenge Day 30

I can't give a solid answer but I've always hold on to this ....

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Treat others the way you want to be treated

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Thing I don't learn from school ~ Blog Challenge Day 29

~Survival in social life~

I don't know what else to say. I just don't think that I learned anything about social life in school. I feel as if I struggled alone. This word came into my mind

...you feel alone in a crowded room...

 Don't misunderstood me. I had fun in middle school. I miss those years. I do feel like going back to that time, but not to the point where I want to go through it all over again. 

Greatest advice ~ Blog Challenge Day 28

~1 Petrus 3: 8-12~

 Helped me went through that night

and it keeps strengthening me till this day.

Read them :)

If I can switch my life with someone else ~ Blog Challenge Day 27

 I can't think of anyone to switch my life with but I think I'll pick among the celebrities or anyone who works on stage.

 I just want to find out where do they get their confidence. 

I need to boost my confidence level, I can't depend on adrenaline alone.

Ten years later ~ Blog Challenge Day 26

~I do not know what to expect but I've learned to dream and find hope in everything~

Earlier this year, in a camp, we made a board where we would paste pictures of what we think will happen to us, ten years from now. My head itch from trying to figure out which picture should I cut from the magazine. Figuring the future is so much fun, yet full of doubts and uncertainties. 

So, I looked back at it. I saw the royal couple's picture. I saw a family of three, having breakfast together. I saw a picture of a child, with violin in her hand. I saw a picture of maybe a band. There's even a picture of a few nuns, walking in some kind of village. But the pictures that has my whole attention are the maps and the train. 

So I tried to figure out what I just predicted. It was more like a hope, I guess.

Maybe ten years later, I already have my own family. With children. Oh my. Or maybe I'll be that kind of girl, who never stay at one place. I said so because of the map and the train. Who knows maybe I'll be traveling the world, just like what I dreamed off. I want to go to Ireland, Paris, Japan and China. With the nuns' picture, maybe I'll have the chance to visit Bethlehem too. Yes, I want to visit those places. I think, I will spend most of my time travelling. Who knows I might find marvelous adventures and maybe the one, while travelling. 

Ten years later...

there's someone who is just like me, waiting to be revealed. She is a better person than she was, right now. And she's waiting patiently for me to shape her. She's not telling me what she sees. So I'll wait patiently and enjoy what life brings to me right now. 

I was fifteen ~ Blog Challenge Day 25

Five years ago, I was a middle school student.

 It was the year I had my PMR. I was busy, trying to get the best in exam. I was busy, thinking of the next year. Should I stay in the same school or should I try applying to another school? I was very sure that I'm going to be what I dreamed off. 

Five years ago, I didn't have a lot of friend to go to when I have problems.

 Not sure I had one because I was the one who were always absent when it comes to gathering outside school. You see, my parents didn't allow me to go out like the other kids. I was always at home. And I didn't have facebook yet. Bet all of you had already forgotten friendster. I was on it all the time but it didn't connect me enough with the other. Lady Gaga's song used to be my background song for it. I myself, was shocked when I recall back. 

Five years ago, I was deeply in love with this one boy. 

Not sure if at that time, it was love, though. I had never told him what I really felt. I suddenly stopped talking to him the year before. Not sure if the other classmate noticed but I was still liking him. I heard many bad things about him but I didn't care, and I kept my feeling to myself. Our school has a habit of changing your class each year if you didn't score enough in exam. So he was separated from the class I was in. I felt down for a few days, knowing that I won't be able to look at him during class anymore. 

Sigh, typical middle school student always have this kind of memory.

Five years ago, I was a girl with no confidence at all.

 I guess nothing changed about that, I still doubt every steps I'm taking. I'm still afraid to do what I really want to do. I'm still afraid to do things in my own way. 

but...

Maybe, maybe my pace is just a little slow than the other. I looked back and I am actually surprised at the things that I never thought I would do. Five years ago, I have never pictured myself being in this place. I didn't even knew that this place exist. I have never pictured myself doing what I'm doing right now. Somehow I leave the rest to the wind, let it take me to where I deserve. And that's how I reach this place I'm studying in right now. 

But I'm sure it wasn't just the wind, I believe that He blew the wind. 

Five years ago, I was fifteen.

 I was a student, studying not only subjects at school, but also life. And I learn more as I get older. There's more to come, and I hope that I can be a better version of myself.

If I have a million dollar ~ Blog Challenge Day 24

Ignore the dollar in the title, you know which currency I'm talking about right? 

I thought of this question before, but I've never really had a solid answer. Well, to think that it's quite impossible and how much extra things I'll need to deal with. I just need enough money to survive and to get a few things that I desire.

If I have a million dollar, I'll take maybe a little amount, just enough, and give the rest to my parents. I believe they know how to handle it better. They are always working hard to feed us so I think it's just right to give them the money. If the money stays with me, they'll just rust in the bank. I wouldn't make anything good out of it. 

I would love to make some donation. Back then I wouldn't think of it but I read this one book. The way it describe how the donation boxes in grocery store are always abandoned, made me feel ashamed of myself. Those extra coins when I receive my balance, it wouldn't hurt to insert a coin or maybe two right? To think that I was worried that people around me will turn to look at me. sigh. I should really work on that. Therefore, if I have the opportunity to give just a little bit more, I would love to do so.

That's all I would do, I guess. 

A million dollar is a huge amount of money so a good management is needed. I don't have the skill so I better not get all at once (like it would happen :p) haha~

Bye~

Teachers ~ Blog Challenge Day 23

I’ll take this as a chance to acknowledge the teachers who made me who I am today. No, I’m not going to write their names. I have never been too excited with teacher’s day, actually. I don’t know why. I think everyday should be teacher’s day. Not just one particular day to be extra nice to them. No, it doesn’t work like that. That is my honest opinion.

               I still remember a few teachers who gave a lot of impact towards me, and I’m sure my ex-classmates too. That one teacher, he was a trainee, he was already married, he told us, and he has children around our age. I remember him because he treated us as if we were his children. My eyes feel watery now.

There’s this teacher, she was already retired but she held tuition. My English was very very bad during that time, so father sent me to her. She was very nice towards us and the method she used was very good. I didn’t realize that until the day I got my UPSR result. I have never met her again after I finished primary school, but I have always remembered her.

In secondary school, I met another teacher. Again, my father sent me to her. It was not hard to get along with her. She has a good sense of humor too. To tell you the truth, I developed love in English when I was learning with her. She was able to show what I can do with English.

I want to go on and on and on but I can’t describe them I way I wanted. Plus my headache is killing me right now…So I guess I better end this right here and doze off.

Dear teacher, what I know now is everything you told me. Maybe I learned new things without your guidance, but I wouldn't have the initiative if you didn't encourage me to do so. This rarely come from me but, I love you, teachers ^^

Dear future me... ~ Blog Challenge Day 22

Hi there, it's you. It's you from back then, talking to the future you. 

You had no idea about 'you' in the future. So you had no idea on what to write. You, when you were writing this, had no idea if you'll still be the same. If you remember, you thought that you will never change the way you are. But you did change. You became a better person. Just better, you'd say. You were sure that you'll still be the same person, but you were also sure that, you've probably achieved something. Whatever it is, you hope that it's something that you will be proud of.

No matter what kind of life you'll live in the future, don't forget to look back sometimes and be grateful for what you've been through. Looking back is not a bad thing, it's a reminder of your tracks in this world. A reminder of what made you 'you'. A reminder that you are at the moment, alive. 

You have decided to take the route that you have found there. Never walk out of it. You have gone through a lot of obstacles, and you know there's more waiting ahead of you. For sure they'll be tougher. But never be discouraged for He'll always be with you. Focus and listen to the soft whisper of His angels. 

One more thing, be patient. His timing is the best.

Enjoy your life the way it is now, so that later in your life, when you look back, you'll smile with no regrets. 

Girls talk eh? ~ Blog Challenge Day 21

Some girly talks are just meant for girls, so I'll be filtering things. miahaha

So I immediately think of looks, you know make up, clothes and etc... because we're girls, I assume that you know that. 

My first priority in fashion is comfort. So if I don't feel comfortable in an attire, I might think twice or thrice before wearing it again.I enjoy matching a piece with another piece but I never really put them on. Make up, well it looks good on other people. Perfume, hardly like any. Only on certain occasions. Shoes, flat sandals and wedges. To tell the truth, I spent more attention on my hair.

One thing I'm kind of addicted to is, natural ingredients. 

I like watching and reading tutorials on DIY mask, using ingredients around us. I've watched many but only tried some. My favourite is the one using yogurt and oat. I've read in magazine that soy milk prevent hair growth, and surprisingly it works! Only tried it once though, out of curiosity. Maybe the weirdest thing I've ever done was making my own papaya vinegar. The book I read claims that it can be used as a toner. I agree, but I prefer mixing it with hot water and steam face with it. It was a great experience, except for the smell. I can go on and on but then I won't stop writing...

I actually dreamed of working full time in crafting. Yes, I like crafts. I like DIY things. I like crochet the most. I can spend the whole day crocheting if I want to. I like it when my bed is covered with balls of yarns. I crochet even during lecture, to kill time and to prevent my eyes from shutting down. 

And I'm willing to learn more, because they're just so exciting to explore. You'll never know what you could produce until you've done it. Last year holiday, I tried sewing guided by my aunt. Phew it was a lot of work. But I love the satisfaction after finishing my so called project. According to my eyes, it's not good enough but I'll make sure to practice more in the future :)

So, is this girly enough? ehehe. Like I wrote up there, some girly talks are just meant for girls so that makes me have less things to write. Anyway, hope you enjoyed and bye~

I go out ~ Blog Challenge Day 20

Two weeks ago, I was in the church attending morning mass with my friends. In front of our row were this auntie and her little son. I have always seen this auntie before but it was the first time I've seen her with her son. I was touched when I saw her son went on his knee before entering the row with her. 

My my, that little boy has so much energy. He was constantly talking to us, showing us his scars and play with our stuff. At some point I was getting annoyed (well, having a lot of siblings make me good at getting annoyed), but I tried to play along with him. I mean I tried to stay calm and focus on the preaching. I'm glad that I made it somehow. 

Then the magic happens. It was maybe after the communion, because I remember I instantly talked to my friend. The little boy was standing on the bench. I realize that he was waving at a little girl. He doesn't seem like he know her. They were just like, instantly become each other's friend. My heart was suddenly filled with blooming flowers. I felt inspired. 

It was one of the most beautiful things that had happened to me this year. It was beautiful to see children, whose hearts are still pure, getting to know each other. When they become someone's friend, they have no other intention other than being friends with them. They don't judge. They treat people around them equally. Even with strangers. 

I've mentioned before that I'm always inspired by strangers. So in order to get inspired, I go out. Maybe the word stranger is not good enough but that's how I like to describe them. Some strangers I met are now among the most important person in my life. Well, all kinds of relationship start with being friend with strangers right?

Oh, don't get me wrong. I'm not only inspired by strangers. It is just happen to be the most appealing things to me since I rarely meet new people when I was so much younger. So when I began stepping into the outer world, I was mesmerized at how much things I've overlooked. 

Overcoming Fears ~ Blog Challenge Day 19

I never really knew what to do. I'm just sort of letting the fear enjoy making me feel miserable. 

How many times have I promised myself that I won't over think, but failed every times. In the end, I'm the only one crying, feel miserable and guilty while the other might not think of it at all. 

I guess the best way to overcome fear is to never let it take you down. I figured out that as long as I don't give up, something good will always come up. Don't keep it all by yourself. Back then it was very hard for me to open up, so I wrote them. But I have never really keep them. I don't even know the whereabouts of those papers now. Writing was my most favourite thing in the past, even more now. If only they knew why did I write too much. It was the only way for me to escape my reality. 

Good thing is, I managed to find another pleasure in writing. So I can't really look back and hate everything. Those were the things that made me who I am today. Fear, that feeling will keep coming back to us. Like now, I fear that I might not be strong enough to face another problem. 

...but the future is a surprise, we don't know what He has planned for us. So I'll keep my fingers crossed and ask for His guidance.

What I love -places-? ~ Blog Challenge Day 18

Its kind of ironic when I can say that I love this particular place, but can't give any reason why. I know, there must be something, I just can't think of any yet. 

I guess, what make a place my favourite is the feeling it can offer to me. If that's how it goes, then my favourite places are my home, my room at hostel and the little church near campus. 

~Home~

Of course, all of us love being home. No matter what age we are. The feeling of being home is just so comfortable and secure. Its always nice to be at home where I can be sure that no one will hurt me. I'm in the hand of people I trust the most. The definition of home might be different for some people, but the kind of feeling it gives is still the same. I am blessed to have a place to go back to when holiday arrives. In my dictionary, home is a synonym of family. I believe that it's like that for everyone :)

~My room at hostel~

My room is located on the second floor, positioned at the corner of the building. Kind of isolated I must say. Even more now because people on my floor are moving to the first floor. Comfort and calm is the weather of my room. Sometimes, the weather went bad too. It's the only place where I feel secure and it's the only place where I feel 'free', because it's my room. My personal room in campus. While the other enjoy having another companion with them, I prefer owning the room alone. Well, I meet enough people throughout the day, I want some times for me alone too. It's necessary for me. One other thing I love about my room is the view from the windows. I can see the faded hills and the yin yang roundabout (that's what I like to call it). 

They are, for me, pretty. 

~The little church~

There's something about this place that I can't explain. I just simply love this place. Maybe I fell in love with the warmth it gives. It draws me away from my schedule in campus and make me feel homey when I'm actually far far away from home. I found the route I've been looking for at all this time, at this place. It took me awhile to realize how He worked but His angels are around me, helping and guiding me to stay in the route that I've decided to take.

I guess that is all. Maybe not but that's all I can share for now ^^

bye~

Foods!!! ~ Blog Challenge Day 17

~The definition of good food is endless~

 Even chefs have different taste from the other chefs.

 But I believe that no matter how you describe what you call foods, you'll always say that your mom's cooks are the best. For me, both of my parents cook quite well. Their cooking can always make me drool. Last holiday I pushed my father to cook steamed tilapia fish for me. He rarely cook now so that's why. ehehe...

When it comes to favourite, I guess I don't have much but there are foods that I constantly have.

As a Malaysian, I love nasi lemak. As a Sabahan, I love hinava.

There's this food that I usually have only on Sunday.

I eat rice almost daily, does that make it my favourite? Oh joking. haha. 

Typical Asian eat rice for like everyday.

okay now I feel like I'm blabbing too much

I know that this kind of post is better with pictures but I don't think the ones in my mind is appropriate here *winkwink*

Before I write more nonsense I guess I better put an end to this topic so bye ~

Favourite Blogs ~ Blog Challenge Day 16

The topic I've been waiting for.

muehehe

There's this blog. Luck brought me to it. I was pressing the next button(or link) we all know where it is located. Maybe I clicked on it for a few times but I remember well that I fell in love with this particular blog.

Here it is:

The Fabulosity Factor

You'll know why if you visit her blog.

I'm a liar if I say that that's my only favourite but I don't feel like listing the others. 

Probably because you girls(and guys) know them, quite well, in real life.

So I'll let you guess. It might be you ^^

Favourite Songs ~ Blog Challenge Day 15

~I was close to giving up, but here I am still writing~

I have no favourite -oh this might be my favourite line now-

I don't even know which genre I love the most. 

There's is song though, I love the melody.

I've been spending years, humming that melody, and even try to make my own song with that kind of rhythm.

I just got to know the title few months ago. It was a song I heard as a child. A song from Indonesian Band. 

I really miss it when songs were simple...

That's why I prefer evergreen songs.

 As a child, I listen to oldies almost all of the times. My parents love those songs.

I do not know much but I guess that the fun of it. Listen something new from the past.

Here is a list of oldies that I know:

1. Seven lonely days.

2. Words.

3. The Wedding.

4. Only You.

5. Country road.

6. Sealed With A Kiss.

7. Forever Young.

8. Close to You.

9. Sad Movie.

10. Obladi Oblada. 

etc.....

I can't remember the rest....

Forgive me if I spell any song titles wrongly. I only know the title as most of the songs I heard are already been covered by some younger singers. 

Often when I have no I idea of what song to listen to, Gospel songs will do. 

~There's nothing better than listening to Him~

~Love~ Blog Challenge Day 14

It’s been a while since I’ve been trying to avoid using the word ‘Love’ when it comes to relationship, except with my families. I find it easy to say “I love this book!’ and “I love this scent!’ but when it comes to the stage after friendship, it’s suddenly a hard word to relate to. I can never be sure of my feeling when it comes to such matter. Or maybe, it’s more like I’m afraid to allow myself to feel like that.

Earlier this year, I had a hard period regarding to this word. It feels as if I've lost the spark. As if I can never feel anything about it anymore. I was down for quite some times. I keep telling myself that maybe, maybe He is taking my feeling for a while, until He’s sure that I can handle it. I keep that in my heart to everywhere I go.

Somehow He gave it back to me recently, but I still can’t figure it out. I can’t seem to figure out my own feeling yet. I’m scared when I think of it. I’m scared. All my insecurities, all my doubts, all my fears, I can feel them dwelling in me. I’m trying to get rid of those things… but I can never be sure if I’ll succeed.

When it comes to such matter, at least two souls are involved. I’m sorry to all of you. The guilt, the apology, is on me. I’m sorry.