saya akan tunggu. dan terus menunggu. dan terus menunggu. menunggu. menunggu. menunggu. menunggu.

marriage.

bila kawan2 semua dh nak naik pelamin.. tiba2 terfikir.

"dah sampai masa ke?" "rasa makin tua..."

semalam dapat tahu Farhan 5sc1 nak kahwin. kak teh pun baru je naik pelamin. sooner or later entah siapa pula. gosh! diorang tu sume baya saya. takutnyeee....

" keberkatan seseorang wanita itu adalah kahwin pada usia muda. " :)

fatin is totally out of norm.

xoxo

blah..blah...blah

siapa cakap family portrait always perfect?

who says?

2 3 hari ni saya rasa PMS mula menyerang. sensitive la fatin ni. tak boleh salah skit, mesti rasa nak mengamuk. aiyyak! kronik kan. pantang ada yang tinggikan suara mula berair mata. aduhh...

these past few days ni pun, saya kerap menangis. penat menangis. I can't sleep till 3 am. every night.

kat mana saya luah?

Allah and kat blog ni.

kenapa?

sebab blog tak judge saya. sebab blog isn't a living thing. doesn't have any feelings. it would be easier sebab saya tak perlu risau apa yang blog ni akan fkir pasal saya. dan Allah saja yang Tahu.

pasal apa menangis?

easy. sebab pada waktu siangnya saya 'fight' dengan hidup, deal with tons of crap, and at the end of the day, I have nothing left but tears. Allah...

how do I get over all that?

plan for the unwarranted future. imagine the ideas, sketch them in my mind and list down. :)

xoxo

dear anonymous II...

For quite awhile, I was seeing someone back in my hometown. and I found out he was also seeing these other girls. It turned out that he convinced me they were never been his flames. I believed in him. We continued our relationship as if there’s nothing I should be worried about. The truth is, he wasn’t in love with me like I thought. What I’m trying to say is I understand feeling of small and as insignificant as humanly possible. And how it can actually aches in places that you didn’t know you had inside you. It doesn’t matter how many shoes you bought or dresses you tired on or how many fake smiles you put on your face during the weekends with your girlfriends. You still go to bed every night going over every detail and wonder what you did wrong and how you could have misunderstood. And how in the hell, for the brief moments you could think that you were that happy? And sometimes you can even convince yourself that he’ll see the light and show up at you front door? After all that, however long “all that” may be, you’ll go somewhere new. And you’ll meet people who make you feel worthwhile again. And little pieces of your soul will finally come back. And all that fuzzy stuff… those years of your life that you wasted…that will eventually begin to fade.

puasa!!

huhu..oh saya mula berpuasa ganti pada hari ini. 5 more days. sabar Fatin, sabar. :)

anyways, kali ini nak bercerita tentang blog kedua ini. it's been a month since I created this blog. woah! tell you what, it took a day for me to renovate this 'project', editing the widgets and so on. gah! what the heck la kan... sampai ummi dah membebel bila nak tanak nasik, lagi few hours nak buka puasa. chill ummi!

masa tengah sibuk dok edit, pop! teringat seorang lecturer(ex-lect) kat Masterskill dulu. Miss Faza's blog. truly speaking, saya sukakan blog beliau. she's honest in writing. and recently, she's engaged. Congrats Miss.

followers belum ada. tapi takpe. blog ini untuk suka-suka saja. tapi yelah, mana tahu satu hari nanti, mungkin saya akan publishkan blog ni. I need to learn more about myself and so far, blog is the best medium to achieve that. I have to be honest. no more cheating, no more lies. hurmm..if you guys are wondering what the hell is that supposed to mean, I'd say...let time describe it all.

xoxo