its you and me... against the world of the unruly!

the F word!

(Thursday, November 18, 2010/9:39 PM)

bismillahirahmanirrahim.
salaam one and all.

i just want to take some time off my insanity to do some random write-off.

we're humans. we are born as unique as it, lived and breathed in His Will.
sometimes we would like to rule our lives the way we want it to be, in all our ideals BUT...
we are still under oath and faith as it is originally routed.

and as humans we are created to co-depend.. co-incide.. and co-operate.
born as social creatures. we create habits. live with desires. and die somehow.. its all written, anyway.. book of our lives, in chapters!

well. that is it.
32 years of it and still living it.
some stuffs are fulfilled. some others are still living as long-drafted dreams.

More of the latter than of the former, I’ld say! Hehs.

All about the F-word

Nay. Nothing about the expletive. Just about something close to everyone’s heart, I’ld reckon.

Friendships…
you know life has it that some friendships are born one way or another..
and some of those who you move on from because of contributing factors (pls fill in your own reasons?)

My deal with friendships are not particularly all bad… or all sad, matter of fact.

Its just tumultuously fiery and colourful mad! I grew up with boys. Played,

punched, whacked, wrestled and u-name-it.. I grew up taking care of 2 young

brudders, had awesome boy-friend-buddies-punching bags-laughter masters! So

I am the less-guniang kinda and I affirm that. Chopped and endorsed!

With all the contributing ordeals that I faced in life, it made me a strong hussy! I fought for my rights, and lived by “if something does not kill, only makes me stronger!”

During my teenage years, I went into the normalcy of growing-up and the experimentative phase of my life. U name it. I’ve done it. The only thing that I didn’t believe in is pre-maritals. To me, that’s insane and a breach of my own dun-phuck-with-me-asshole principle of life. That stuck with me till date. Only stronger when I grew up with my own friends handle shotgun matrimonies and abortions!

Yes. I’m rough. But I’m no less a girl-not-yet-a-woman! Having more guy friends are waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay better than having whiny girlfriends, worddup! I partied with boys. Travelled with boys. Backpacked with boys. That was life, I thought! But having boys as buddies made me have negative brush-offs with their dames, when we grew up to the ‘dating’ scene. Eventually I had to pull the plugs off some long-time friendships because I didn’t want to play fiddle-fuddle in their relationships, knowing that I have such a vocal spit-trap!

That was not it. I lived through a phase in life when I stopped having friends. I deleted all contacts and started afresh. I grew selective about friends. Because I learnt that not all of them are there for the real meaning of friendship. Most are there because u were of some benefits to them.. so I guess in current hearsay.. they want you around because you’re their “FRIEND WITH BENEFITS”! To these kind, just let me tell you that today in this world, you can do this.. But when u’re stuck as victim of circumstance.. GO #$*@ YOURSELF! Because when Karma strikes.. it’ll strike you burnt as hell! Don’t believe? TRY!

And hell yeah!! I survived that phase. Alive and well. Kick-ass!

And so now I only have selected friends. Of those stuck with me thru the thick and thins of life. My ups and my downs and my all-arounds. And those are real. I dun sit behind the PC, adding people as friends and feeling all high with just virtual of things. I make new physical friends. Go out with them. Laugh and tear with them. Hold their hands. Hug them when they need some. On literal terms, I dig physical friendships.

To those I have as friends.. Thank you each one and all.
May Allah grant you ease in life, with a multitude of His Nur and Syafa’ah always.

To those who are trying hard nuff to be in my social circle.. Dun. Because the reason why I’m not your friend and not trying to be is because I dun think we’ll make a pact. I might just be much of harm than be of peace in your life. Maybe because my middle’s “R-U-C-K-U-S”!

Till then, play with yourselves, if it makes u happy! Nyet Nyet Nyet.

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a much needed motivation

(Saturday, November 06, 2010/2:11 PM)

"Our life has a definite start and an end. The rest is a lot of middle. Dats the fun part of life. How we tend to fill up the middle is entirely up to us, with His Gractiousness, of course. So if love takes us for a ride, enjoy it. Syukur that we can feel loved and be loved. Its a life experience after all. Maybe there's something that we can learn from the experience. Yang penting dalam hidup, should be full of praises for His Greatness, plentiful of patience and bersyukur sentiasa. InsyaALLAH."

how can i not feel blessed?

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