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Last. Day. of. Ramadhan.
Sunday, 19 August 2012 | 12:51 am | 0COMMENTS

O readers. How Raya preparation this year? Sure festal, right? Today is the last day of Muslims fasting for Ramadhan. So, my family take this opportunity to visit the cemetry. There are four graves I visited. Let's follow the story through the pictures below.

This is me. We were heading to the cemetery. This time I was busy reviewing my phone. Actually, I bought a new phone. This picture taken by my sister. I am not aware of when. Arrive at the cemetery, we went straight to the first grave. Graves of my great-grandmother.

This is the grave. We continue to clean up the area when we arrived. There are many small grass that grows on it. And it is difficult to clean. Once completed, we moved to the next grave.

This is the second cemetery that we visited. There seem a little strange in this picture, right? We laughed at the cemetry. Actually there is something funny and made us laugh. But I do not remember what happened at that time. Moreover, we do not need to despair because they have already died. We forget for a moment and move to the next picture.

Here is the grave of my grandfather. Was six years old he left us. I could still feel his loss. Does not matter. Memories with him still there in my heart. He was very good with his grandchildren. When I was kid and when it came to Eid season, we will go to jewelery shops to buy jewelry for us. I still store chain purchased by him.

This time on our way to the grave of the last and it is my male cousin's grave. And the brother of the boy in this picture, Raqib. Holding him is my uncle. He stopped at the grave of someone else as tired up the hill while holding Raqib.

Thursday, 16 August 2012 | 1:20 pm | 0COMMENTS
Dream Believe in the power of intention Seek truth my thoughts Nourish my mind, body & soul with compassion Treat others as they want to be treated Practice yoga on & off the mat Eat mindfully Indulge gracefully Sparkle Delightin simple pleasures Spread glitter everywhere I go Blog with a smile & tweet with cheer Save, save, save Journal while the memories are fresh Photograph ordinary moments Share romance & kindness with the one I love Mail packages to friends Love breathe Trust in the universe Shine with the unique brilliance only my possess Be open to new opportunities Surround myself with people who inspire me to grow Act like a lady Live

Life's. Little. Instruction.
| 11:34 am | 0COMMENTS
+ Sing in the shower.
+ Treat everyone I meet like I want to be treated.
+ Watch a sunrise at least once a year.
+ Never refuse homemade brownies.
+ Strive for excellence, not perfection.
+ Plant a tree on my birthday.
+ Learn three clean jokes.
+ Return borrowed vehicles with the gas tank full.
+ Never waste an opportunity to tell someone I love them.
+ Leave everything a little better than I found it.
+ Keep it simple
+ Think big thoughts but relish small pleasures.
+ Become the most positive and enthusiastic person you know.
+ Be forgiving on myself and others.
+ Say "thank you" a lot.
+ Say "please" a lot.
+ Avoid negative people.
+ Wear polished shoes.
+ Remember other people's birthday.
+ Commit myself to constant improvement.
+ Have a firm handshake.
+ Sends lots of wish card, sign them.
+ Look people in the eye.
+ Be the first to say "hello".
+ Return all things I borrow.
+ Make new friends but cherish the old ones.
+ Keep secrets.
+ Plant flowers every spring.
+ Have a pet.
+ Always accept an outstretched hand.
+ Stop blaming others.
+ Take responsibility for every area of my life.
+ Wave at kids on school halls.
+ Be there when people need me.
+ Don't expect life to be fair.
+ Never underestimate the power of love.
+ Drink tea for no reason at all.
+ Live my life as an exclamation, not an explaination.
+ Don't be afraid to say, "I made a mistake".
+ Don't be afraid to say, "I don't know".
+ Compliment even small improvements.
+ Keep my promises no matter what.
+ Marry only for love.
+ Rekindle old friendship.
+ Count my blessing.
+ Call my mother
+ And my dad too, if they happen to be alive.

The. Perfect. Boyfriend.
Wednesday, 15 August 2012 | 10:55 pm | 0COMMENTS
He would scream "I Love You" down the halls not caring who heard him. You would go on a walk with me in 60 degree weather, hot cocoa in one hand & my hand in your other. He'd sing outloud to any song even if I call in him retarted. He let's me sing outloud and won't call me weird. He'll sit outside with me on my front step because there's nothing to do and won't say he's bored once. He'll let me look like crap wearing a big t-shirt and shorts and still calls me beautiful. He'd write me thousands of notes everyday at school. He would come to my house at nine in the morning to wake me up on the swings. He won't be shy around my family but acts like he's part of it. He'll argue with my friends that he loves me more. He'll keep every single promise he makes. He'd run up and hug me whenever you sees me. He won't be scared to dance in front of me or act retarted. He'll spend my birthday with me and my family. He would rent all the chick flicks he knows of and watch them with me when I'm inside sick. He picks his friends over me sometimes. He'll remember our anniversaries before I do. He'll call me at night right before I go to bed just so he knows he's the last voice I hear. He'd push my hair away when it's in my face. He'll carry my books at school even if he already has 2 to carry on his own. He wears my favorite shirt of his every monday. A boy who won't ask me whats wrong when I look sad, he'll just kiss me on the forehead. He'll give me his sweatshirt even if he's freezing and won't make me feel guily about it. He would never get jealous because he already knows I love him more than anything and when he says FOREVER, he means it no matter what (:

A. Fairytale. Relationship.
Tuesday, 14 August 2012 | 10:20 pm | 0COMMENTS
I'm not looking for a fairytale relationship. I just wish he was mine. I want to go to the movies to watch comedies with him, I want to go out for ice-cream with him, I want to go an amusement park and go in the front row of a roller coaster with him, I want to be able to talk to him for hours on end like best friends, I want to hug him often, have snowball fights with him in the winter, buy him nice gifts for his birthday and eid, and go to parties with him. That would be perfect.
I wish I could have all this >.<

Just. A. While.
| 10:02 pm | 0COMMENTS
I wanted so badly to lie down next to him on the couch, to wrap my arms around him and sleep. Not fuck like in the movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and he had a girlfriend and I was gawky and he was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and he was endlessly fascinating. So, I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was dizzle and he was hurricane.

His. Effort.
| 9:37 pm | 0COMMENTS
I may not be his first, his last or his only. He loved before he may love again. But if he loves me now, what else matters? He's not perfect, I aren't either and the two of us may never be perfect together but if he can make me laugh cause I to think twice and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto him and give him the most I can He may not be thinking about me every second of the day but he will give me a part of his that he knows I can break his heart. So, don't hurt him, don't change him, don't analyze and don't expect more than he can give. Smile when he make me happy, let him know when he makes me mad and miss him when he's not there.

The. Time.
| 4:20 pm | 0COMMENTS
Imagine there is a bank account that credits you account each morning with $86,400. It carries over no balance from day to day. Every evening the bank deletes whatever part of the balance you failed to use during the day. What would you do? Draw out every cent, of course? Each of us has such a bank. Its name is time. Every morning, it credits you with 86,400 seconds. Every night it writes off at lost, whatever of this you have failed to invest to a good purpose. It carries oer no balance. It allows no over draft. Each day it open a new account for you. Each night it burns the remains of the day. If you fail to use the day's deposits, the loss is yours. There is no drawing against "tomorrow". Invest it is so as to get from it the utmost in health, hppiness and success. The clock is running. Make the most of today.

It's. My. Day.
| 3:49 pm | 0COMMENTS
Set your alarm. Get up bright and early. Pull on a baggy top and jogging bottoms. Go outside, no matter what the weather. Walk for ten minutes. Skip for five minutes. Jog for five minute. Then, turn around and walk back. Nice and early, with no one around. Then, get back home again. Cut yourself some fruit. Apple, oranges, mangos. All in. At a little yogurt for a healthy start to the day. Go and pour myself some water. Fresh water, ice cold. Refreshing. Go upstairs. Turn on the shower. Wash my hair with nice smelling shampoo and matching conditioner. Wash myself with body lotion. Come out of the shower. Dry myself all over. Slather myself in body butter. I smell nice, clean, innocent, pure. Put something nice on. A pair of jeans, a top. Towel dry my hair, leaving it damp to dry naturally. All natural. Go to the mirror. Look at what I see. Don't like it? Pick out three things that I love. My beautiful eyes, my shiny hair, my tinted cheecks. Go downstairs. Ignore the kitchen. I've already had breakfast. Get a glass of water. Read a book. Go for a walk. Call my friends. Spend some time with my family. Spend some time outside. You now this will be a beautiful day. The sun might not be shining, but I am. This day will be perfect. This day will be the most perfect day I've had so far. No binging, no purging. No cutting, no hating. Only loving and laughing and living. You can do this.

Trial. Has. Arrive.
| 2:31 pm | 0COMMENTS

Saturday, 11 August 2012 | 6:45 am | 0COMMENTS
This is my life. Do what I love, and do it often. If I don't like something, change it. If I don't like my job, quit. If I don't have enough time, stop watching tv. If Imma looking for the love of my life, stop; they will be waiting for me when I start doing things I love. Stop over analyzing, life is simple. All emotions are beautiful. When I eat, appreciate every last bite. Open my mind, arms and heart to new things and people, we are united in our differences. Ask the next person I see what their passion is, and share my inspiring dream with them. Travel often; gettinh lost will help I find myself. some opportunities only come once, sieze them. Life is about the people I meet and the things I create with them so go out and start creating. Life is short. Live your dream and wear your passion

Pra-Trial vs Trial
Thursday, 2 August 2012 | 6:10 am | 0COMMENTS
Yeahhh ! Pre-trial PmR run out. Now, I can rest contented, happy in the house. But the rest I just lasting for half a day in the week. I will lead to the actual PmR trial. Really scared you know. I need to spend time with my books for 12 hours a day. Including learning time in school. It would be such a pain sometimes. Headache when I think about all this.

I need help all my readers. Please pray for my success to this trial. I will try my best to prove to my parents and teachers. I can do. I get what I want. I change my results with my own effort. To batch 97', I pray the best for you.