Visiting Mom

Its Wedensday, October 12. Night after 7pm, I went to pay a visit for mom and brought her blouse, tissues and scarf. Its the day she has done with the knee therapy and small operation of inserting the tiny camera into her knee. Doctor had to inject her back spine for sedative, she mentioned how she felt at the moment : felt like dying, everything went numb... sedative is strong tho. Its scared me ! For right now, she is still on the bed of PUSRAWI. Hopefully she could discharge today. Indeed my cat go bonkers without my mom ... Ya Allah, release her pain as You are the only who heals. Ameeeen

10.10.11 - Momentous C-DAY

Under the sky light, this is the moment when I got to open up myself to be proud.ego.arrogant that me.friends.strangers will stride the chiming hallway of CAC. No feelings can I depict, it is merely an elation of a day where you can feel the nerves are witnessing this to be happened.  There are so much adore, booming and it’s like a vibe that running through the rivers of borne. To the red altar we shall land ourselves.

 My mom and my sister... yang telah ditinggalkan seorang diri. huahua :P

termasam muka ke papa ? hahaha

That day was an eventful for me and the rest of my friends, too bad that I don't bring along my mobile phone into the hall LOL. My parents weren't around for as I believe they will pray for my smoothness in my walk of taking the scroll *manage to snap a pic with them*, my sister was... there for me, she's the youngest one in my family, never thought she would agree to be the audience on that day alone *thought of this would be teaching her to become more independent* anyway, Im not that cruel and that's why I asked her to sit with Aini's parents... hehe kan Cik Aini? 

This is the successful independent 15 years old lady - my youngest sister :) Thank you for been there for me :D

I was lining up myself with Sarah Khairuddin (junior), Salina (junior), Siti fatimah, Hamim, Qayyim, and my badminton lover Hajar in the 17th row, it was amazing to have Kak Ani, to manage our rows, OMG, I gotta tell you she is really professional, she 'fix' my head cover, she take cares of Hajar parents who are going to be late to enter the hall, my she's the best, although she seems 'garang', she is delightly responsible... We are so happy that we got female rector for the Day, Dato' Dr. Zaleha Ismail. Everyone was pleased to see her on that day, receiving the scrolls, having a handshake *for all this while are male rectors I think* so its our row turn to 'dive' into a pool of nerves breaking uwaaa... we met Kak Ida, our former DELL lady - everyone's favourite. we have took some of the pics by the committee, I was blinked my eyes to the audience in an almost reach up the staircase, I saw Miss Aishah, the sweetest lecturer, she managed to take a snap of us :) 

Was taken by Miss Aishah :)

Wow.. it was my turn, I had my smile towards Dr. Zaharah Pilus as well as Dr. Maskanah, *I can tell my face can't stop smiling* even towards the representative of kuliyyah ... I got to turn my posture to the audience once I touch the blue book, kachinggg ! kiss Dr.Zaleha's hands and Thnx hehe... there I went, stride slowly like a female model hahaha... It was freaking nervous Oh my... huuuu :P there goes my breath away. As I sat, I was like, oh my, I wana do it again, standing in front of the audience and smile the whole world. Its end up with the presentations of Bachelor Degree's Sociology and Pyschology. I was looking for my sister in the hot burning crowd.. Aini and Fara gave me a cute roses.. I cud only met Bieha, Has, Febrina, Nawal and so many but I didn't get to meet my wonderful VIP friends Wanek, Husna, Jannah, Ida, and the rest huhuhu. I hope I will see them again Inshallah... Oh my, I was kept on flushing my sweat in the robe, but thank god, I have my attar as my whole day savior hehe. I guess I broke my heels hahaha... So me and my sister went to the toilet, took off everything the hood and the hat, just to release my heat... I can't help myself, the heat was boiling in me, and at last, ruthless peace in my head - severe headache for the whole day !

In a severe headache + hotness of a day *zul kat belakang* LOL

So we sat in the cold frigidity of rector building *my spot actually*. We sat and snap some sweet pics at the comfortable temp. So we waited till my dad came and fetched me after his long way turn from PUSRAWI. 

 

The last snappy snap before leaving UIA.

Later at that night, I managed to drive and pay my mom a visit after a long peaceful nap with a lil headache and fever... We had a night tale before she went to sleep. Shafakillah Ya ummi, innAllaha Maaki. :)

That's for now. :)

Prose - Silence Of Blue

"I'm sorry that your intended isn't me... Its not that I no longer care but I feel like a burden you cannot bear." As my heart replies : When the whining hearts and the chiming sphere know what we need.desire.crave in this life of you and me, I suppose the sky will not meet us two over one year and perhaps never ago. If a word of sorry did mean a lot to you, I wanted you to know, dear soul, it's merely a mayhem mist of a sorrow in the edge of my eyes. If a word of love doesn't mean anything to you, I wanted you to know, dear soul, it's a beauty mist of a splendiferous verve in the edge of my eyes. I'm in love, it is blue and full with beauteous shadeless heron. I wish you could love me like a cupid of soul, like a love hunter knowing what soul's desire for. Materialism will always a burden to my soul but not your smiles, your touches, your stares, your loving kind and your utmost love to HIM. I have love, a million that stand in the crest of my soul... but as much as I need a penny love, I need your love like a celestial star that ever come in thousands of life, that is so typical.peculiar.odd that would ever brings me a fearless rainbow into my blissful life. 

It was my second time, my thoughts, my mind; my nerves are still having their verves on you. I try to call them but still I want you in my bed of roses, lie down with my sorrow, kiss in my hallow, fall in my harrow. You are so beautiful that even my sacrosanct hands can never feel your body. I never want to see your tears in those gloomy cloud summers; neither wants to feel your desire in those shallow harlequins that needed me to miss your love in me. I want you as I want the freedom in my bricks of colloid beating heart.  Maybe, it was me; I didn’t see you are leaving. When you walked away, even if that’s the second time, I still want you though it’s hurt. In the middle of a night where all giant sky hunts a shelter from the beyond cloud, I saw you, while I’m feeling blue, always thinking about you… It was only when, I decided to set a fire into yours, when you could feel my warmth, love, longing, devotions and affections that making me to call your name, every night, in my sleepless bed. I watch it pour down the hill of solemn, as I touch your sweet face with a sore smile, that’s the day when I leave you with the love that I have set in your tender heart and soul. Indeed the space between us is nothing but a sea of affection. As you open the door of your love’s curtain, my heart stop beating and tenderly goes beyond into a dream that wishing you and me will be free as one. 

My favourite song ever : Leona Lewis's Its All For You

 Enjoy :D

Fun Saturday & Sunday

Today would be the first day for IIUM 27th Convocation day. So my sister and I decided to go out to look for my Convo Baju Kurung and scarf and shawl and shoes. Its really tiring tho. We went to Carrefour Wangsa Maju, Wangsa Walk (only having the 'each a cup', some gadget)... We were about to watch a movie, but emmm... nothing interesting at ALL. lol.  I love the pose that we have at takashima's car, merely the sport car and not the fat burning treadmill hahaha... that's funny. And I cudn't find anything there. Oh my..

Peach Smoothies + pearl and Lover Fruit Yogurt + pearl  : Each a Cup, Wangsa Walk

My future car... chewah :P 

 my sister *the youngest in our family* I'm young too okay ! heheehe Peace yawww....... :P

Haloooo :P smileeeez 

Last Station would be Giant, I couldn't find mine too... LOL. I decided to have our dinner at Rasamas.. man, it felt like I don't know what I'm looking for.

Ternganga den :P My white coffee from Rasamas Giant Batu Caves.... while waiting for our Nasi Ayam Percik and Coleslaw. whoooshhh :P

Jam baru Siti Hajar.... huahuahua :P

Today is Sunday... and I have got up at 9 sth, decided to buy my Baju Kurung at Selayang Mall, by myself as usual hehe. :P Looking here and there, finally I found one at Peace Collection, same color, exactly like my convo attire - robe :P. Its baju kurung modern , blue turquoise and have some embroidery on it... I love it !

Finally, my cream shawl and shoe. I have bought them around selayang, my shawl was placed in the middle of  the PASAR... man, I don't understand why did it happen that way. Sometimes, I can't deny a place named pasar is better than any boutique or any prestige shoppe.. But I'm glad I've found one. :D  My shoes, was found in Yebeng..... hehehe. :P Its black with ribbon, 2 inch high. Fine. Alhamdulillah :D

I'm so nervous tomorrow... But I'm so happy, so thankful to Allah, for making this into reality, I could be somebody else, but I'm so proud to be one of IIUM degree graduates, im happy for my friends and all that. But yeah, no flower tomorrow pun its okay *dah pokai sikit* hahaha yeah weeeeeeeeeeeeee :D

That's for today, my diary... I'll upload some of the convo photos later.

Prose – The Sweetest Love of you and me

 

I call it love the moment my vista rest with peace in your hazel eyes. I call it love the moment your eyes retort the amorous kind of me. I call it love the moment I stride out your verve just to miss you higher than peak, deeper than ocean because I know all I wanted is you. I call it love the moment you pace in my doors of heart, you release it as I won’t have any zeal to hate. I call it love when I see your smiles like a sun rises beyond my callous sight. I call it love the moment you held my hand neither with a stroke nor sex because I know this is the purest love when we have our God as the ultimate one. I call it love the moment you touches my lips, hold my arms with your immense debonair halo words. I call it love when you kiss me with your compassionate heart. I call it love the moment you and I realize that we need us. I call it love the moment you call my name, without qualm, without doubt but with saccharine, with sweet voices of angel that I could ever have heard of. I call it love as I never stop to loving you like an antebellum paramour. I call it love the moment you reach up the sky and pray the love that we have. I call it love for the first and the last breathe because we are the love for the eternity.  

Prose – The World of Unfair Sanity

When I saw a kid with lack of food in her tummy, thin.slim.energiless I regard. I never knew how to describe this creoles ail that she is carrying while her sight beyond my attention. The lengthy road and the upper hill as louver houses lining themselves into their holes, world is unfair for those helpless soul and crude innocents lives. I should have said: my Lord, I have what I need, but them… The empathy sensational loiters through my soft driving hands when again, I gazed my bashful eyes at the lady with a kid in her kindred barehanded, sleet to the bus that full of merciless dire odor murk. I wonder, world is full of deceit and sweet dismal love… The eye that feels, the heart that flows can never thrash the suffocating breathe in the pluperfect dashing cobalt sky of heavens. All I can articulate is merely: Lord will always has merciful on you, my worldly brotherhood. Life free to struck any lives it wants, from the blatant north to the illustrious south, beyond fragile west to the frail east. All I want is stillness.serene.unruffled heath of roses land that fills with sweet bashful adore vapor of chivalrous lust.  

Prose – A Walk of the Ruthless Hurt

I stroll through this life, which enchanted by your beauty.beauteous.pluperfect emotions. Each sight that I kept in me, I blaze it in the storm where I can’t let you go.walk.fade away from my pleasing love that I had and have for you. When the roses abloom like it used to be, you are someone’s and mine, I believe. As I held those youth of mine and yours, I never stop dreaming about you and me, on the bed, full of wishful verbena when we started to lay our love to the moon that stares us night, kiss our passion to the celestial stars that was so good to be true, we crawled up the hill when the blue night shun it’s drape to unveil our fervor vista. Now, here we are… distance apart, million miles away, break by the wall of envious dungeon. And I know, there would be one day when we get back together, swim in the shores of love that leer my mind over the unfathomable ocean. You are the mirror of life, that brings the gerund league and brisk. I can never compare you to the splendor of mars and venus, that speak your lexis, sensation and wits. Like a paper thin, I would want to live with a piece of desire and untouchable arms that grip your hope on me. As I wanted to live without your shadeless silhouette, your arms indeed didn’t impede from breaking my brittle heart because I discern.believe.deem that this is a walk of the ruthless hurt.