tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29934087603516093662024-03-14T04:04:52.547-04:00anything. everything.she thinks. she feels. she writes.sarah.azmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00724986613017889515noreply@blogger.comBlogger111125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993408760351609366.post-72946338176631317842015-03-02T01:29:00.000-05:002015-03-02T01:29:34.116-05:00Water Your Body - App's suggestion<div style="background-color: white; line-height: 19.5px; padding: 0px 0px 10px; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I was reading one of the emails from Productive Muslims when
I stumbled upon the “5 ways to a healthier diet”. One that particularly
important but yet is being overlook is the importance of drinking water.<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Especially for the last couple of days, Malaysia is currently
facing extreme hot weather, which makes it even more important for you to
replenish all the water you lost to prevent dehydration. Apart from that, drinking
water has tonnes of benefits that people seems to take for granted. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">It is the easy way to keep your face looking good and
hydrated. I believe putting moisturizer is just as important but drinking water
can keep your face hydrated from the inside. :D<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Drinking water can also help control your calories and at
the same time energize your muscles, preventing you from becoming lethargic and
tired.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I’ve started drinking a lot of water since I had that bad
allergy attack. I usually bring that 1.5L mineral water bottle anywhere I go
for me to drink and finish for the day. It is hard the first time. I barely
finish half of it and that makes me think “I don’t drink water a lot and this
cannot be healthy”. But later on, it started to get easier and you do actually
able to drink 1.5L of water in a day.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">For someone who wants to start drinking a lot of water, I would
suggest to drink water in small volume BUT make it often. Drink a cup of water
for every hour, or you can drink juice or cordials in between (</span><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Try not to make
this a habit. Instead try to train yourself to drink just plain water because you
also need to keep your sugar intake in check!</span><span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Caffeinated drinks are not helping since it makes your body
loses water even more since it is diuretic (increase urine excretion). But as
long as you drink more water when you take caffeinated drinks, it should be
okay (since I also need my morning dose of caffeine every day).<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">But when you’re not used to drink water for every hour, you
tend to forget to do so and can keep on doing work for hours long without
getting that hourly water consumption.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I found this app called “Water your body” which I think is
pretty neat! They tell you daily amount of water you need to drink based from
your body weight (note: the issue of how much water you need every day is still
debatable. So just take this as a rough estimation on the amount of water your
body needs)<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">They also have reminders every hour to remind you to drink
water and you can chart your daily water consumption whether you have reached
your target for the day or not.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">It is a pretty neat app in my opinion. But one thing I do
have problem with it is that you cannot adjust the setting for the
notification. Maybe it’s just me, but I don’t like the notification sound of
pouring water. Hehe. But you won’t heard it if you put your phone on silent. It
will just show that small cup icon showing that it’s time you drink water now.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">So, to all those apps-lovers out there, go and download this
app and at the same time keeping your body healthy and hydrated</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">For some reason I open my blog couple of days from the post
“a day, a year later”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Where making decisions, trying not to have regrets seem to
be the issues I have to deal with before. Not that it’s not an issue now, but I
think I’ve slowly started to believe that if you follow the correct guidelines
in making a decision, there’ll be no room for regrets. True that ‘regret’
should not be in a muslim’s dictionary but one can’t help to feel so when one
does not put his/her full trust in Allah, thinking anything happened is due to
one’s own effort/doings.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">It’s not more of an issue I’m having right now but I think
self-improvement is something that I’m working on right now. I’m affected by
something that Yasmin Mogahed said during the Marriage Conference last weekend
*blush*. Hey! For all that matters, I got a free ticket to go there. Besides,
it’s a good knowledge to take in whether you’re married or soon to get married
or single. Good knowledge for future reference in my opinion :D<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">In her talks, Yasmin Mogahed said,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">You can’t expect to go into a relationship empty and expect
to be filled inside. Just like a beggar who doesn’t have anything will only
know to ask from people yet unable to give anything in return.</span></blockquote>
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asking the creation. Only the Creator that is able to fill you up inside.</span></blockquote>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">So here’s to a better and improve me inshaAllah. I’ll come
and check back a day, a year later :P<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Ps: previous posts seem to be waaaaay melancholic than I
thought. Even I feel depressed re-reading them. Gosh! What happened before
Sarah? Haha</span><o:p></o:p></div>
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sarah.azmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00724986613017889515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993408760351609366.post-24952034301811380642013-09-15T17:24:00.001-04:002013-09-15T17:24:56.150-04:00Bucket full of thoughts and love<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;">
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Which is bad and i think has reached an alarming rate cuz I can’t seem
to find things you can relate to or be as attentive as i was before</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Putting things in perspective, taking out abstract ideas into solid
talks and actions.</span></div>
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a how should i put it sister/ukhuwah/Islamic kind of gathering. Everybody’s all
smile and greeting each other. Ukhuwahh itu manis. I guess, i kind of can feel
it a bit?</span></div>
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the future you plan, whether you’ll end up this way or the other, will you be
happy doing what you do, etc.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I guess it’s time where you feel
the need to stop playing around. You cannot just plunge head first and
experimenting just as much. And constantly I’ve been thinking on what will I be
doing with my master degree once I got it (I plan on continuing my MSc in Sept
inshaAllah) And will that degree can actually help me be a better individual. A
better muslim.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I might not see it but I find it
hard to imagine what would a master in science can help you be a better muslim
as in helping the society around you.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Ouh, now I’ve found something to
write.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I’ve always been amazed and
forever will be in meeting this one auntie who dedicated herself in
voluntary work. Running a shelter for women, reverts, and at the same time
helping others in need. Being a revert herself, I find she’s such an amazing
lady to has that much dedication to what she’s doing.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">So knowing her and able to work
with her for a few times makes me think that there are more to life than
getting a PhD or being a prof or something. True we need more professional
muslims. But seeing her life so... simple fascinates me.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Won’t it be simpler and happier
doing works that directly will benefit others in need. A regular in voluntary
work or I think it is fun if you can open up a business (read: cafe. I love
cute cafes) *well this thought did occur because of my selfish reason of not
wanting to work from 8-5 everyday for God knows how long.*</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">You can work. But you have time
for your kids. You have time for yourself. An hour or two (or more :P) going
out to the malls during the weekdays enjoying an hour or two in a cafe with a
book in hand before you get back to the reality of your working/marriage life.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Well, you have to start from the
bottom before climbing up to the top. Allah already has a plan for you. How
it’s going to turn out. Be it the way you want it, or you’ll get stuck working
from 8-5 on a daily basis, Allah knows while you don’t.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">It’s not that you can plan ahead
of your life. It scares me when i try to put ideas on how it’ll be 5 years from
now. What will I be doing with my life. Even planning my life for the next year
has its uncertainties. That’s human. We have our flaws. Of not knowing. Of
thinking our plan is always the best.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">So just take one step at a time.
You can plan how you want your life turns out to be. But keep in mind that
Allah knows best. He knows what’s best for each and everyone of us. And when
the time comes, just accept it with hikmah and say Alhamdulillah, you’ve
reached the part of your life where you imagine it was years ago.</span></div>
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write* haha.</span></div>
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sarah.azmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00724986613017889515noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993408760351609366.post-53499788382746817072013-02-17T21:47:00.001-05:002013-02-17T21:51:18.921-05:00A day, a year later<br />
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<span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">"Would you choose something you love.. Or something that you have a
future with?"</span></blockquote>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Making decisions. Taking one, leaving another. You can never have
everything of your heart’s desire in life. Nor can you turn back when you
realize the one choice you left turns out far better than the one you choose.
Well, whatever you choose, I believe that it is the one that is best for you at
the moment. So, don’t fret or be scared because Allah knows. And you don’t.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Probably being cautious. Or even calculative. And I don’t consider
myself adventurous since I hate to put myself in a situation that I can’t
control. So, weighing those choices with my capability in mind, I think both
are right. I can picture myself in both situation and inshaAllah will succeed.</span></div>
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choices?</span></div>
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<span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-small;">*a day, a year later, i should come back to this and see how far i've walked since this day*</span></div>
sarah.azmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00724986613017889515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993408760351609366.post-76031049786438485492013-01-16T03:45:00.000-05:002013-01-16T03:45:35.849-05:00Dear you.<br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">If who you’re with shaped how you act. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Like a chameleon. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Changing colours in a particular environment among that group of people. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Such different
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">At times, you are brighter than the others. Or sometimes,
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sarah.azmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00724986613017889515noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993408760351609366.post-55727439347079030602012-12-03T02:47:00.000-05:002012-12-03T02:47:46.950-05:00Being strangers<br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Hai Assalamualaikum,</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br />One thing that always keeps me thinking when remembering
this hadith is how much of a stranger are you? And how much of a stranger can
you be. This is Prophet Muhammad’s hadith. And for sure it will happen. So,<br /></span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Can you be different?<br /></span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Sometimes, people who act out of norm will be subjected to slanders and dirty looks just because you act in some way, or if you dress up
in a different way (style-wise) than the society. So some will always resort to
blending in with the crowd. Suppressing individuality just to fit in. Which I
think should not be happening (in referring to something good). You can clearly
see this in terms of fashion. You covered with hijab, not so many people give
that LOOK to you. You wear a big hijab (u’re saying it as big hijab or long
hijab? Anyhow, tudung labuh la. People pandang pelik. They call you not up to
trend. You wear long blouses, stockings, hand socks, people labelled u as
such).<br /></span><br />
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<span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Nanti entah2 nak solat pun orang akan pandang pelik” – Ayah</i></span></blockquote>
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At that time will we be the one who are the strangers that
still practice islam or we opt for blending in with the society?<br /></span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Menakutkan.<br /></span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Ps: Sometimes, when you face a certain situation, it’s
either you act to what’s right, or you act to how the society did even though
it is not right. You choose. So Sarah, when you come across those kind of
situations, that can be a practice for you to practice and be a stranger and
act on what’s right. It comes down to practice too somehow. And dua’a of
course.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="color: #444444;">And I wonder who it is to blame? You for not standing up for you or the society?</span></span><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span><br />
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sarah.azmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00724986613017889515noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993408760351609366.post-54425814019481566152012-11-11T07:44:00.000-05:002012-11-11T07:44:16.802-05:00Independent.. Only if you have to (?)<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Hai Assalamualaikum,</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">You know what, I don't think we human can really, totally be independent as what one might think. Especially muslims. We can never ever ever be independent because</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">We have to be dependent to the One and Only Rabb :)</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Hehh. Written probably just to justify her action on refusing a very good research offer for the sake of not wanting to move out of Bangi. (this will be a story for next time) Haha.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I might think of moving out of Bangi if I have a family. Or in fact, maybe I can pujuk (or probably paksa) future husband to live in Bangi instead of somewhere else. Haha. Pergi oversea maybe nak.. :P</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Post-oversea syndrome perhaps? Pffttt! Life decision.... It clearly is hard being an adult. So, help?</span><br />
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sarah.azmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00724986613017889515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993408760351609366.post-16859068392236402372012-10-25T13:57:00.001-04:002012-10-25T13:57:34.593-04:00Some things that I find them... hilarious<br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I’ve been on a hiatus from blogging for quite some time eyh?
Well, now I’m back and will probably try to write here as frequent as I can.
*my, my. This is going to be rusty*<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">A lot happened since the last time I blogged. Was it in
March? Or in April? Anyhow, things have taken quite a few turns here and there
and.. ouh crap. I sucked at writing. Let’s try this again shall we?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">A lot happened for these past few months. Plans changed,
things get broken, life went on a slump and I’m at loss on what to do. Scratch that.
I basically did nothing and have been living in a slump for quite a while.
Hahh. Talk about zero self-preservation Sarah.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Hopefully writing helps. And that’s what I’m doing now.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Let’s start from June shall we? Right from when I reached
Malaysian soil. Those times were probably the worst. I’ve been on hiatus from
everybody I guess. I stopped checking my fb, I don’t have a phone (I just got
it in time for people to contact me for the contenna and for interview. If tak,
lagi lama la takde hp) and I don’t even contact my friends saying I’m back for
good. I know I’ve been such a mean girl then. But around that time, the only
thing I need is time. Time to get back on my feet. Time to adjust back to a
different kind of normal. Time to grieve. And finally, time to let go.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Au Revoir '12. Ottawa, you know how much I miss you right? photocred: Ezzah</td></tr>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Alhamdulillah, here I am, just received my first paycheck
and is happy(?) to be working in one of the main institute in biotech industry.
What I did is probably not significant enough to make a change, but it’s a
start. To the moon shall we climb! <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Btw, I hate it if people keep on asking me “Bila nak kawin?”.
Come on. I just graduated. Tanya la yang berkaitan sikit such as “What do you
want to achieve in life prolly in 10 years time?”. Ask me only when I’m ready.
*read: if I meet calon yang sesuai* haha. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Ps: why she decided to write again is a mystery but
hopefully she’ll find herself back by writing again. Can’t wait to write about
my workplace! And all its hassle.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Pps: Natasya Azwin, saya rindu awak! And it’s been a long
time since I nagged at you and Bullet about your coursework.. hehh</span><o:p></o:p></div>
sarah.azmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00724986613017889515noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993408760351609366.post-13108762970662940042012-03-20T23:54:00.000-04:002012-03-20T23:54:38.881-04:00On the edge of a cliff<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"I think too much"</span></div><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; text-align: center;">It's time to get something back in perspective. There will be times when you're on the verge of breaking down from over-analysing situations, juggling things and suppressing feelings. There will be time to vent out some of the anger *in a good way I mean* just to gain back the perspective you lost during this stress moment.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Some take a walk to clear his/her head. Some involve in rigorous activities where you'll be able to release some bottled-up pressure. Or probably cry. Or sleep.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Huahhh. It's been a LONG time since I last over-tire myself physically so as to release some bottled-up pressure I'm feeling now. It's not that big of a problem if you could just stop over-analyzing EVERY single thing, Sarah. Thinking 10 steps forward when actually none has been taken. Worry yourself when it's not going to solve the problem itself.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Take it one step at a time perhaps?</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Well, it's supposed to be a marathon, not a sprint. You can't afford to fall apart during critical moment like this. One month before you reach the finishing line. Allahu musta'an.</span><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"Oleh itu, maka (tetapkanlah kepercayaanmu) bahawa sesungguhnya tiap-tiap kesukaran disertai kemudahan.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">(Sekali lagi ditegaskan): bahawa sesungguhnya tiap-tiap kesukaran disertai kemudahan" - (94:5-6)</span></div><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Go read the Quran. Perform tahajjud. Dzikr. Allah is always there to listen. Only He can put you at ease.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Can I just scream? When the truth is, you're just tired from all the drama you're in.</span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/Z3lRx76ky2M?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">Seriously, this is beautiful. Boleh rasa nak nangis </span></div>sarah.azmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00724986613017889515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993408760351609366.post-32851966209024589892012-03-11T10:24:00.000-04:002012-03-11T10:24:48.583-04:00weekend morning blues<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Hai assalamualaikum,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">One of the days where I feel like being such a lazy bum. Big time. A whole pile of laundry that needs to be folded, my turn to cook, spring cleaning my room, sorting out notes which are everywhere around the house and do some studying. and here i am, sitting like i don't have anything better to do.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">which is not good. as i hate spending my weekend like this. *inhale. exhale* </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">"dah baca ma'thurat belum pagi ni?" - tiqah.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">hee~ belum lagi. that's probably it.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">burung yg kecil time nabi Ibrahim kene bakar pun, lagi hebat semangat dia. sebab berusaha jugak nak padamkan api time nabi Ibrahim kene bakar walaupun his action won't even help to put out the fire. You're a big girl, ada akal, bigger than the bird, semangat pun patut lebih lagi la. So, the lesson learned? what's important is not the outcome but the action itself.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">And now i shall go and not sleep. teehee.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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</tbody></table><div style="text-align: center;"> </div>sarah.azmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00724986613017889515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993408760351609366.post-22500203209332772472012-03-08T20:12:00.000-05:002012-03-08T20:12:03.068-05:00Of raindrops and golden leaves<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Hai assalamualaikum,</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">It's funny how each season has its own smell. has its own feel to it too. Spring is coming and I love the smell after the rain. The cloudy days, the rain itself. The weather has been pretty mild for the previous couple of days. It's like remembering something you used to love. something that used to make you happy. something familiar that you hardly remembers. That is always the feeling I had at each time the season changes. The smell of winter saying goodbye to give way to blooming flowers.</span><br />
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</div><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">the cold, rainy season that reminds me of London</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">the hot, dry air that always, always reminds me of my first summer in Ottawa.</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">the cold, frost-biting winter that reminds me of the 30-mins walk from home to Carleton</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">and that golden, crisp leaves that remind you of Ottawa as a whole.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Thank you for shaping me up. For showing me all the beauty in life.</span>sarah.azmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00724986613017889515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993408760351609366.post-11835774957300811272012-02-18T11:50:00.000-05:002012-02-18T11:50:55.782-05:00Be good. Be kind. Stay pretty. Love always.<span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Mid-train conversation:</span><br />
<blockquote class="tr_bq"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">"Macam mana kalau nak nasihat org eyh?</span></blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Kene kawan dgn diorg dulu. Then, sikit2 kita tarik dia utk jadi baik"</span></blockquote><span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Hai assalamualaikum,</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Being someone's friend is a treasure. Yet, a huge responsible too. A friend can either affect you in both directions; to the better or to the worse. Especially between close friends. You spend hours together and somehow one or the other will be affected by the other's way of doing stuffs, getting things done, life's perspective, etc. I know I was affected by A's positiveness in looking at life's hurdles.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">But how did others get affected with me, being their friend? This thought is scary. What if someone was affected on the way I'm not dressed properly? What if someone follow me in not praying on time? What if? What if?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Yes, you have to keep on improving yourself because of you and to please Allah. But this thing need to be put in consideration too as you're living within the society. Within a certain circle of people. Your actions will affect others too. So, keep on improving yourself so as only the good things get affected on other people.</span><br />
<blockquote class="tr_bq"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">"Kau selalu lepak dgn Sarah, mesti somehow ada benda yg ko terikut dgn dia"</span><span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">.</span> <span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">A stops and think.</span> </blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span style="color: #741b47;">"Emm. Ada gak la"</span></span></blockquote><span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">I have no idea what A has in mind. But hopefully it's a good one.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">ps: I'm sorry if I've been a bad influence on some of you. Probably to some, a huge bad influence. I'm sorry. I made mistakes too. And now I'm trying to make up for all the wrongs I've done.</span><br />
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</tbody></table>sarah.azmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00724986613017889515noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993408760351609366.post-70398469069533987222012-02-14T01:18:00.002-05:002012-02-14T01:21:05.399-05:00Jom jadi macam dia<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Hai assalamualaikum,</span><br />
<blockquote class="tr_bq"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Syaitan takkan kacau org yg ikhlas (source: Atiqah? help? hehh)</span></blockquote><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Saidina Umar pernah menangis sebab dia rasa Allah tak sayang dia sebab dia tak diuji.</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Such polar responses coming from us who wishes not to be tested by Him.</span><br />
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<blockquote class="tr_bq"><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Dan pada masa orang-orang yg beriman melihat tentera Al-Ahzaab, berkatalah mereka "Inilah yang telah dijanjikan Allah dan RasulNya kepada kami dan benarlah (apa yang telah dijanjikan) Allah dan Rasulnya" (33:22)</span></blockquote><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Hebat kan? In times of hardship, they can still say that. Not in time of ease did they say that but time tengah diuji. Time perang Khandaq. Perang time syawal. Perang yg kene gali parit 10 hasta dalam around Madinah. Tak susah? Tak susah kalau dulu ada bulldozer. Tapi dulu takde.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Kalau kte? Time senang baru nk kata "ni janji Allah" time susah?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Susah betul nak dapatkan sebaik2 sabar. Macam mana yg nabi sabar. Selalu je terlupa. Cepat melatah. Lepas tu baru nak sabar. T.T Lepas tu, siapa kata nak berubah tu senang? Siapa cakap nak jadi baik tu senang? Nak masuk syurga tak murah. Bukan senang2. Selalu je kene mcm bayar cash. Niat nak baca ma'thurat time subuh, esoknye terbangun lambat, subuh gajah, kelas 8.30. Baca ma'thurat tak? huu</span><br />
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<blockquote class="tr_bq"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="line-height: 18px; text-align: left;"><span style="color: #741b47;">"Apakah manusia itu mengira bahawa mereka dibiarkan saja mengatakan; `Kami telah beriman', sedangkan mereka tida diuji? Dan sesungguhnya kami telah menguji orang-orang yang sebelum mereka, maka sesungguhnya Allah mengetahui yang manakah orang yang benar dan sesungguhnya Dia mengetahui siapakah orang yang dusta." (29:2-3)</span></span></span><span style="color: #444444;"><span style="line-height: 18px;"><b><br style="background-color: #f7f0e9; text-align: left;" /></b></span></span></span></blockquote><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">ps: syaitan sendiri takut dengan Saidina Umar. Did not pass the road where Saidina Umar is walking. Hebat kan? Sahabat nabi yang boleh kata banyak jahiliyyah dia dah buat *minum arak, sembah berhala, tanam anak perempuan sendiri* and yet, bila dah masuk Islam, hebat sungguh.</span>sarah.azmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00724986613017889515noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993408760351609366.post-81564777730887346932012-02-06T00:03:00.000-05:002012-02-06T00:03:16.044-05:00the one stress i can't handle...<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">...is when i don't have even the slightest motivation to act on something. not even a simple "come on, just try je"</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">and that scares me. big time.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Hai assalamualaikum,</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">dad's not picking up the phone, nor did he reply to my text message. i really need to hear comfort words from him right now *even though i know i won't do half of what he said to me*</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">huarghhhh</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">i. just. can't. do. it.</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">i'm stress about this whole presentation since the day the prof gave us the journal to present on. i'm not worried about the presentation itself as i know it'll be over in 20 minutes. i'm more scared in the Q&A session afterwards. they asked killer questions which previous presenters manage to answer, which do nothing to calm me down about this presentation. i know we'll be butchered during Q&A. </span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Worst-case scenario: we'll be slaughtered clean by the questions. plus our journal talks a whole lot about genetics. something i'm not fond of. something i'm not good at. *why did i always ended up taking subjects/doing presentations/writing up term paper/signing up lab that are genetic-related* grrr.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Even the worst-case scenario does not motivate me to read the journal. i just want to sleep. and wake up probably on friday then? T.T</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Allahu Musta'an</span><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">(now this is what i call complaining. is chanelling out inner negativity)</span>sarah.azmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00724986613017889515noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993408760351609366.post-20185393277027402542012-02-05T13:10:00.000-05:002012-02-05T13:10:39.851-05:00day by day; one step at a time.<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Hai assalamualaikum,</span><div><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Feb 9th - workshop presentation for Mutagenesis & DNA repair subject</span></div><div><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Feb 13th - Midterm for Industrial Biochem</span></div><div><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> - Submit topic for industrial biochem presentation</span></div><div><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Feb 18th - Last day to submit intro and methods & materials part for thesis to prof</span></div><div><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Feb 27th - Presentation for industrial biochem should be ready by now. will draw lots to know own's turn.</span></div><div><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> - submit 2nd draft for another term paper</span></div><div><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Feb 28th onwards - presentation practice with prof for poster presentation</span></div><div><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">March onwards - thesis should be on going, term paper should be more than halfway done, research should be fairly done by now and it's time to start worrying about the poster presentation and a final coming up on april.</span></div><div><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Can't wait to get it over with. Next stop, thinking up on what to do after graduation. Might thinking of joining Kak Nana.</span></div><div><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Allahu Musta'an</span></div>sarah.azmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00724986613017889515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993408760351609366.post-69609653876332895012012-01-25T23:31:00.000-05:002012-01-25T23:31:56.186-05:00A speck of dust<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/nNN2oBkKXms?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br />
Bertuahnya dia dapat mimpi jumpa Nabi. Kte ni lagi lah siapa je utk dpt jumpa Nabi. Terasa kerdil sgt2. And even boleh rasa mcm mana syg nya dia dekat Nabi :') huuu.<br />
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*dah la skrg ni time tgh emo not stable. bertambah2 lah sedihnye* haigoooosarah.azmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00724986613017889515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993408760351609366.post-29530165345713052642012-01-24T00:38:00.001-05:002012-01-24T00:40:07.987-05:00U-turn 101<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">There are times when you feel that you want to change or you NEED to change but have no idea where to start. I'm no good myself, that is why I turn to others, looking for advises trying to improve anything I'm lack off in order to be a better individual or a better muslim so to speak. Changing is hard. I myself experience this probably on a daily basis. One day you want to change and so you try and improve. The next day you probably does not feel the same motivation you feel yesterday and so you just do nothing on improving yourself before the guilt kicks in again and the same cycle repeats over and over again. But alhamdulillah, you still have that guilt and the conscious to change (Ya Allah, please don't take the guilt away from me. huu) So these are U-turn 101 advices received from various individuals</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">You know what, let's not call these as advises as it just come from what I think is right. And I'm not always the brightest to talk about this kind of thing. Let just say, these are U-turn 101 from Sarah's point of view *she's not a total nutcase, but a tiny nutcase at times nonetheless* heee</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">1) listen to your heart</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">If you have a feeling to change or whatever, don't shove that feeling off. Don't say to yourself you can't do it and what not. Have a little faith in yourself. If you don't think you can act out right away, at least keep the feelings there as a reminder for you.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">2) Think to act out</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">After you think you want to change, take time to think of a way to act it out. Mmg susah. Susah sgt. That is why I respect those who succeeded in making the U-turn and did not get lost right after. Ni kdg2, rasa mcm dah buat U-turn, tapi sesat balik. Hee. I always had this feeling of being useless if I want something and I did not act out to get what is it that I want. It's like the guilt is eating you inside. And try reasoning with yourself "kalau time study tu, mana ada duduk goyang kaki boleh dapat A. sama jugak dgn hal2 lain. Kalau rasa dah takde harapan nak markah tinggi and yet, you still study sampai tak cukup tidur and what not, kenapa benda lain xboleh?" sometime it works, sometime it doesn't. Huehh</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">3) Action plan! Action plan!</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Once you're firm that you have to change and must do something to change, think of an action plan. "saya nak berubah jadi baik" this kind of thing won't do. You need actions. What do you have to do to be a better person. "Saya nak baca ma'thurat after subuh, saya nak mengaji at least a page a day, saya nk sedeqah at least once a week, saya tak nak tidur after subuh, etc2" list off actions that you want to act on and ACT OUT! For the matter of whether you should start small or one thing at a time or list off 2-3 things you want to act out, I have no idea which one is the better solution. Kalau dah rasa susah sgt nak act out, list off one thing and discipline yourself to do it everyday.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">5) Friends! Friends!</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Kalau tak nak menulis, you can always tell your friends. Sbb tu, carilah kawan yg baik. Kawan yg dpt membantu kte ke arah kebaikan. So they can remind you of why you're doing it in case you forget or maybe together you can help each other to become a better individual. Jgn duduk sorg2, senyap2. A sheep by itself is an easier target for the wolf than the sheep belonging to a herd.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">6) Raise your hand and pray</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">When you're busy try to act it all out, don't forget to always pray asking for Allah to help you along the way. Hidayah tu milik Dia and only He can give it to those He wants. Pray that we're one of those receiving His hidayah and don't give up hope on us everytime we're lost along the way.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I'm no good myself. So this is written for me if I lost my way and haven't seem to find a way back.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">ps: Ayah's advice - if it's hard for you to wake up at night for tahajud or reciting the Quran or to pray Dhuha or other things you want to act on, zikr. Do it when you're waiting for the train, when you're walking to school, or when simply when you're doing nothing. Try this one first. (and i think it is super hard. been singing for the whole time I'm walking to school just to know how long I've been walking. A song takes 3 mins to end so if I manage to sing 2 songs, I've been walking for +/- 9 minutes and I have approx 5 mins before the train arrives. haha.) should definitely try what ayah said. huahhh. super harddd.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; text-align: center;">Good luck Sarah! A+ tak datang bergolek. And so does hidayah Allah</span></div>sarah.azmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00724986613017889515noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993408760351609366.post-5961998570510853172012-01-12T22:34:00.000-05:002012-01-12T22:34:50.457-05:00Smile, it looks good on you<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">My 2012 was marked by fireworks lighting up the sky with the 'enchanted' Cinderella castle at the back. Without knowing it, I blurted out my 2012's resolution to Ida. I'm glad I blurted it out so as to have someone to witness what I've decided to act on and hopefully succeed, inshaAllah. Pray for me :) as years past, my resolution starts to become more complicated and even harder to achieve.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">That's me. I dream big. At times, I succeeded but not as much as I had failed. Scratch that. Not fail. But did not exceed expectations. Those dreams are what drives me further forward to become a better individual. Life has a funny way to teach you lessons and gives advises. Failures and downfalls are sometimes the better remembered lesson in life than all the good ones. And so does people. They are there for you to learn something. There are things that take a lifetime to learn. But there are also lesson that is learnt just by a simple hello with a stranger. I may not see those things I should be taken note of. But it slowly dawned on me on those life lessons learnt, those bruises healed, and those things lost (read: bracelet from dad)</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">From professor that pushed you to do things you think you're incapable of to partners that requires patience and late night stay ups to friends whom you might have ups and downs with at some point.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">With this, arigatou.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">As you're one step closer upon finishing another phase of your life, more things are being put into perspective. True, it's a bumpy road here and there to get to where I am now, but those bumps are what makes me, me. Those bumps made me into a different Sarah that took a plane to Ottawa 3 1/4 years ago.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">The plan I have before coming here might have to be adjusted here and there. But overall, life can never be better. Alhamdulillah. I'm still coping with some issues. Patience and optimism. When life's good it's not that I get all the good things in my way but rather bad things do come and take it as something that need to be improved on.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">There's nothing specific I want to write on right now. It's just I'm feeling a little bit blissful. A bittersweet feeling you have. It's probably because holiday air.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">No, no. It probably because of the exams. The last exam I had (this afternoon) was a subject by one of my favorite prof. I kind of want to be done with exams (mind you, I've been studying for that subject for a LONG time) but it's kind of sad knowing he won't be teaching you anymore. It's just like you want to graduate and get it over with but you'll miss the O-town and all its precious.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">I just can't resist saying thank you to the prof at the end of the exam. I really like his class *me sleeping in class did not do any justice on how much I like his class. that's just purely me, not the prof''s fault*</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">A talk in the rain with someone I haven't talk to for a long time is enough to lift up my mood</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">Just cuddling up under your duvet with a steaming mug of hot chocolate and movie is my favorite activity for the weekend or at night mostly</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div><div><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">Listing it off, it seems a little bit plain. but that's me. anything but fancy and glittery</span></div><div><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div><div><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">Had a good dream few days back. Future husband is the sweetest. Tapi tak nampak muka.</span></div><div><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">I love to live in a double-storey house, with two girls and a boy, plus a little cat (the one with short stubby leg). And during weekend, we'll do some fun activities. And we'll have a lot of photo albums and scrapbooks to keep all the memories.</span></div><div><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"><br />
</span></div><div><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;">This is just a crappy post. I just want to write about all this with each point is making no sense than the other. And nothing related.</span></div><div><span style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-small;"><br />
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</span></div>sarah.azmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00724986613017889515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993408760351609366.post-69135620186907368682011-12-09T23:55:00.003-05:002011-12-10T00:29:37.121-05:00Dear Paris: you're pretty and I love you<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">Hai Assalamualaikum,</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Procrastination at its best - tulis blog time finals when it actually been ages since I last checked in here. Hantu apa malam2 ni? No idea.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >A sneak peek on what I've been reading, apart from my biochem notes.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >"Mengecilkan hati org adalah berdosa, berkecil hati juga adalah berdosa. Tetapi lebih besar dosanya jika kita berkecil hati"</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >It raises some eyebrows perhaps? *mine did before I know the reason behind this*</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >What I understand is, org yg sakitkn hati kte tu, mmg dia berdosa la. But, kte lagi berdosa if kte terasa sbb semua yg jadi tu dtg dari Allah jugak. Org tu sakitkn hati kte is like one form of ujian Allah bagi dekat kte. Kalau kte terasa, maksudnye kte terasa dgn Allah la. Not good. Not good.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Baru sedar benda ni. It seems like I didn't handle my tests as good as I hope I guess. Huehhh. It's a nice wake up call don't you think so? Come on, live up to your name.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2dWJWVej2F0hRUtx-nWsCya5-OBszhf9i7NC81eqQrV1fTNdT75J29jaW8x__2ct9sviZpnHadU_oEAv_JK25TmADHmeiR9EgKFOhpaMFJKO4UxLOzBJr3I5Gg-FQW3o8te0iFt-dCc8/s1600/tumblr_lts8sqD5Rq1qe49wpo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2dWJWVej2F0hRUtx-nWsCya5-OBszhf9i7NC81eqQrV1fTNdT75J29jaW8x__2ct9sviZpnHadU_oEAv_JK25TmADHmeiR9EgKFOhpaMFJKO4UxLOzBJr3I5Gg-FQW3o8te0iFt-dCc8/s320/tumblr_lts8sqD5Rq1qe49wpo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684364787255653154" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px; " /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Hi London. I miss you so much that it hurts. The smell of the air. I miss it too. As much as I miss the summer air from my first summer in Ottawa</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >ps: Adding Tswift and a bunch of 'punk-rock' dudes, this post has every little thing that I love. *i'm awesome like that. bahahaha*</span></div></div>sarah.azmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00724986613017889515noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993408760351609366.post-91487787814986418892011-10-16T23:15:00.005-04:002011-10-17T00:03:06.515-04:00The sharpest lives<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>"give me a shot to remember</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>and you can take all the pain away from me</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>...</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>the sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead"</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >hello & assalamualaikum,</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >I haven't been blogging for a while. life has been Pretty hectic with all those piled up works and all. so, writing wasn't Really on my mind At the moment. a lot have happened for the past months i think. i can't even remember when did i write mY previous post. oh well, That really wasn't what i have in mind too ;P</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >when i say a lot, it is a lot. a friend of mine Has been admitted to the hospital due to typhoid fever. Alhamdulillah she's all fine and running now. i finally lifted a boulder down a pithole *kejam gila cakap cmni* and as usual, all those works That need to be done have never been this high. talk about last hurdle huh? :)</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >i just wanted to highlight some things i trulY find interesting despite all the works. it's easy to find someone who'll laugh with yOu. but it is harder to find someone who'll be there when you're in the mud or to wipe the tears off of yoU. there's so much truth in it and i've seen it on a first-hand basis. i'm stunned too. but alhamduliLLah, i know who i can count on or who'll walk away when things Get rough. so, keep those who's been there whEn you're in the mud, not leaving Them when you find a new, shinier toys. they might not be as a friend to you as those who really are.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >certain events have yet strengthen my belief in allah as the best Planner in life. right now, i feel relieved, happy, calm and all that. beforE this, rasa mcm berlagak sebab tak nak buat istikharah. berlagak sebab rasa apa yg diri sendiri rasa tu yg betul. but when you throw All that and start doing the right thing, other things start to look as helps to get you through along the way. you have no idea how many things i stumbled on after a Current Event. the people who's been there to keep me happy with all their stupid jokes. people who without knowing did keep me Occupied from feeling down. stuffs they said without they know it helps me a lot. previous usrah, we discuss about Forgiving others. and today a friend post <a href="http://www.yasminmogahed.com/category/relationships/brotherhood-sisterhood/">this</a>. there is no way everybody knows what i'm going through and yet, i stumbled across all those sweet stuffs.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >say it superstitious. say it a coincidence. but what i believe is everything i stumbled upon, heard about and look on are basically there to guide Me (hopefully to a better me ia). Terasa mcm when you did something right, there will be helps along the way to get you through It. time ni terasa sangat2 mcm ditolong. rasa Nak sedih, ayah call *mengadu xsihat and byk assignment la bagai*, terasa doubt dgn Diri sendiri, dtg pulak usrah and stuffs. i can go on and on about this but let's just keep it until there. it's too precious for me to blurt it all out. what i know is, Terasa disayangi sgt sbb rasa mcm ada Org yg protect. nOt someone la. i should say Him. thank you allah. :')</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >and true Enough, a friend once said you'll be tested with the same thing untill you pass it. hopefully dah pass la. and with flying colours ia. and now i shall go back to reading my 20 pages journal article. yg ni tak boleh nak buat apa la. nak grad kene go with it jugak. Huehh. -.-'</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjcA_eDpA88L84zYP6sr8OLUxIQUsF7iOVDKCmcPHzCTpHJPauKAkQrNCWXdErTGW-MvY5UZ8-n9eKRVo6Uci8KONPzuWXp15rCki2tynb0eLv5HrcpaZ2EToofudFtYYdhEqMmPL1sRg/s320/tumblr_lmisysLCLb1qf6p4no1_500.png" /></span></div>sarah.azmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00724986613017889515noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993408760351609366.post-15952719900757853972011-09-12T12:16:00.004-04:002011-09-13T15:23:00.326-04:00Summertime<div style="text-align: center;">the boulder has been lIfted. i guess. before the rain gushed in. alhaMdulillah.</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">these past months, i admit i'm having Some problems err letting go. i keep on holding tightly to the pAst without thinking what it was Doing to me in the present and thus jeopardizing my future. i became Bitter. i hate myself for feeling bitter becaUse i think life has so much To offer me and I ignore it all.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">but alhamdulillah. the hurricane Subsided. the sun comes out again. or maybe a little bit of rain Here and there fOr a while before i'll be trUly happy. maybe this is the outcome from my istikharah haritu.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">so i'm back again. feeLing more pumpeD out than ever to start the new term. and i wish you well. i am happy for you. the achievement. with someone along the way. that's what i've Been praying for you for the past fEw years we've known each otHer. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">come on guys! heAt uP the engine and full steam ahead i say! this year will be the last battle for our degree. no time for slacking off! let's start the term with good intentions and good actions and Pray for each other along the waY.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span">now i shall go and cry For Old times' sake.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjc7LZ3Y3-7FHawiVl45Vvlpl_HboLdkQlDx_L8uhhLDonpgYCUn9esZOO6VwzhYDoQHroY6ArhR3D5tnQVhv-DVFxRZ7VfT5n97sYB6E3Ve83KwToe7h6dIK5BO5-eAnWy1S73-sl90JY/s320/tumblr_ll2ey2aEmg1qfqg9ro1_400_large.jpg" /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span">photocred: tumblr</span></div>sarah.azmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00724986613017889515noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993408760351609366.post-27762206876995341392011-08-28T00:35:00.003-04:002011-08-28T00:53:45.514-04:00bulletproof heart<p class="MsoNormal"></p><div><ol><li><span class="Apple-style-span" >it’s good to be back. i’ve been itching to get my handS on writing here but have another much more important stuff to write about *cough* 4901 essay *cough*. nonetHeless, it’s pretty much done now. submitted it last wednesday. yeayyy!!! so happy right now. finally a chance to laze around before the new semester starts.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" >this year’s ramadhan has been quite erm. modest i should say. nothIng much than the ramadhan i spent two three years back in ottawa. but one thing i notice this month, this year is, you really have To watch what you say. heheh. learnt it from quite a funny experience myself. ada satu hari hujan renyai2 and we’re on our way to kak zidah’s car *tidur rumah dia buat kuih* so i said to ida “hujan renyai2 camni xbes la mandi hujan”. and on our way to buy baklava dekat this one store tak tau kat mana, hujan lebat yg teramat and we don’t have umbrella with us. it’s not a long walk tapi lebat and mmg basah la. ida terus cakap “tula tadi cakap xbes mandi hujan renyai2, skrg kan dah lebat” heee~</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" >alhamdulillah rezeki bulan puasa murah sikit this year. teringin makan ayam masak kicap, kak zIdah masak kan. teringin makan baklava, kak zidah bawak pergi beli. teringin pergi bulk barn, the next day, kak zidah nk beli barang2 buat kuih dekat bulk barn *dpt lah beli coklat.. :D * buka dekat ruMah kak rozalah, rumah encik din, dekat embassy. semalam baru je teringin nak pergi kedai dessert tu. and tadi baru balik dari kedai tu dgn niza. alhamdulillah. I must be doing something good to deserve all this. ameeen~ mee kari je tak dapat lagi. kalau rumah abg kamal buat mee kari, it’ll be a bliss. :D</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" >nak tambah lagi 1. i have Supercute friends. thank you for sending super cute emails. those emails really made my day. thank you allah for bringing me super awesome friends in my life. it’s not a big bunch of them. but it’s enough. ps: the 1<sup>st</sup> one to send it is the first one i constantly have problems with. teehee. Sorry yb.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" >have you ever felt proud of someone? like really2 extremely proud of them? it feels like Your heart going to swell or explode or you can’t even contain it to show how proud you are of them? that’s what i’m feeling now. i am extremely proud of you. to the extent i don’t even know how to describe it.</span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" >selamat hari raya peOple. may this ramadhan be a stepping stone for a better year afterwards insyaallah. i want to say sorry for all my wrongdoings to any of you. whether it's intentionally or not, i am truly sorry. have fUn celebrating raya people. have fun but do take care and keep each other safe.</span></li></ol><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >in the end, it's not so bulletproof after all.</span></div></div><p></p>sarah.azmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00724986613017889515noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993408760351609366.post-41633106987255751572011-07-10T15:56:00.004-04:002011-07-11T14:00:34.762-04:00Not judgmental<div style="text-align: left;">When one went through a situation/bad experience, will one either (given that on 2nd time the role is reversed):</div><div>a. repeat the same action others did on the situation</div><div>b. improvise as one would not want others to experience the same bad situation again.</div><div><br /></div><div>And I wonder what affects one's action on the situation. Upbringing? People around? Or their own conscience? </div><div><br /></div><div>And so I wonder.</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjr6KYX9P2xZnxOmdZUwkWixMrJ8jgwpjOsRDhe7GF9Ws6cjsmHycakHRfAn_gScAFufPNhzndp8cnY1w-3INn3aGtUGzdfAbRMiHWtW5oAOcaYyzQkmsT0Z877fjDOl1c61XVLZzPuNu4/s320/tumblr_lkl9cylTQT1qdrca7o1_500_large.jpeg" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>for greater good or simply blergh? *cred image to tumblr*</i></div>sarah.azmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00724986613017889515noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2993408760351609366.post-65926628042021140702011-07-08T00:59:00.005-04:002011-07-08T01:22:29.893-04:00Love life.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge3cgI3yeYBVxdfKUNzHMl6HDR15siaKs4h0tXqbfw65zj8LXwPZWCp0Z2mHMKRMyd0rLNeYZ7t-AzQIWmW84T3bYR1rgBajCkKCcQHPkpaY-1i4BDUEaEYZUlu3MrzWF4FJ10gnK1lmI/s1600/DSC06968.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge3cgI3yeYBVxdfKUNzHMl6HDR15siaKs4h0tXqbfw65zj8LXwPZWCp0Z2mHMKRMyd0rLNeYZ7t-AzQIWmW84T3bYR1rgBajCkKCcQHPkpaY-1i4BDUEaEYZUlu3MrzWF4FJ10gnK1lmI/s320/DSC06968.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626842678675291282" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzTGqXztivtxIAq5vjmKymE90qjjW9HiZvJvCJsZ9j2YmhyphenhyphenyC7k8HTPkbdZ6THgft0UJ_9mQbJ4rypLKbCUUNrsQKxpXsgpOVWk-qCzw-UkhKpfZ59hpCb4BWsSBVPZfwpErQwBgmFlIk/s1600/DSC06966.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzTGqXztivtxIAq5vjmKymE90qjjW9HiZvJvCJsZ9j2YmhyphenhyphenyC7k8HTPkbdZ6THgft0UJ_9mQbJ4rypLKbCUUNrsQKxpXsgpOVWk-qCzw-UkhKpfZ59hpCb4BWsSBVPZfwpErQwBgmFlIk/s320/DSC06966.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626842667049702370" /></a><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><u><br /></u></span></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-mnTs5ymBuW46JW2McPM7Hq9u17HRuua8Re6_uKkMNDgg3lBUAcNddkJuqUIxEj3E5F9yjjSl_-i0K_BZrw1nfhNlgbLamoNmrpsIjJqHZBPNxYcNhoykd47QWuq_PICtf9rs_o8YvZg/s1600/DSC06965.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-mnTs5ymBuW46JW2McPM7Hq9u17HRuua8Re6_uKkMNDgg3lBUAcNddkJuqUIxEj3E5F9yjjSl_-i0K_BZrw1nfhNlgbLamoNmrpsIjJqHZBPNxYcNhoykd47QWuq_PICtf9rs_o8YvZg/s320/DSC06965.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626842655563233586" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXpsEA9zHc-PQFCi6rAq9U8SDaILktnXRwHcSScLo81_vFrEvv2uQP0YmLh3B7nmmLSO_gjmTC3nJb7RaAJzwlYopdA-JX4pCBmig2s5b9rapUt99B6vmilABsFyyRUCDIq6h8Y2oOuHQ/s1600/DSC06954.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXpsEA9zHc-PQFCi6rAq9U8SDaILktnXRwHcSScLo81_vFrEvv2uQP0YmLh3B7nmmLSO_gjmTC3nJb7RaAJzwlYopdA-JX4pCBmig2s5b9rapUt99B6vmilABsFyyRUCDIq6h8Y2oOuHQ/s320/DSC06954.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626842647384259698" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: small; ">There will be a love-hate relationship between me and the tshirt. But thank you Dila! I'll take a VERY good care of the tshirt. It's the thought that counts. :D</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span">I am not good in saying goodbyes. I hate goodbyes. Macam lagu Gareth Gates "...This is not goodbye~~ This is starting over~~~". So here goes. Thank you for everything. For the fun times. The good memories. The patience. The shoulder to cry on. The times you listen to all my rambling. The times you go along with my quirky actions *note:the butterfly on snow thingy*. And good luck for your future plans. You're a great person no matter how much you try to deny it. Banyak lagi nak cakap. Tapi public sangat. Nanti I'll write you an exclusive love letter. Teehee.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i>"...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; ">perhaps you hate a thing and it is good for you; and perhaps you love a thing and it is bad for you. And Allah Knows, while you know not." (2:216)</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; "><br /></span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; ">ps: this jetlag is crazy. was going to pray Maghrib at 7-ish AM. how la jadi camni.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px; ">pps: and this headache hurts like crazy. *inhale. exhale* sabar.</span></span></div></div></div>sarah.azmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00724986613017889515noreply@blogger.com2