the frequent change of the weather, either creates smiles on faces or turn them upside down. personally ever since the flood in orchard, im quite frighten whenever it rains considering the fact that i love the rain. and this morning, the wind howls so strongly and freely. i heard (from a little birdie) that a "NO ENTRY" sign was pulled out from the ground. its amazing how a nothing can actually do something.

nevertheless life goes on as written in our books of life. i was almost knocked down by a car yesterday when i was climbing a multi-storey carpark. the keyword here is almost.
"you werent gonna die, you know?"
"yeahh thats why i said almost..."
"no as in, its already written that you werent going to die today."
-__-

"as you get to know Islam better and deeper, you wouldnt care if you were going to hell or heaven."
"why?"
"because all you want is to see Him"
im still thinking on that my dear friend.

conscious really is a struggle for some people. its like being trapped in a bubble. you can see whats going on around you but kept relying on the perception that everyone should be in the bubble with you. and you refuse to let anyone come near your bubble, because its YOUR bubble. but yet you still want them to be with you.
how now brown cow?

sitting here for a few hours now trying to pen things down in the most delicate way i could possibly can with a pile of groceries still in their paper bags waiting for me to uncover them, puts even more pressure on me to end this entry in a classic manner. it doesnt help that my bloodsisters are taking a nap when they can help me with the chores that had dawned on me. this is call sisterlove. so untrue.

im scratching you off my list from now til forever. you have a fun life alright.

im fierce and feroCIOUS - Tyra Banks