…TiTLe? No TiTLE fOr ToDaY’s BLoG…
argghhhhh… what a bad day?!!! issshhhhh… last night my right hand terkena iron. waarrgghhh pedih sioottttt… mengalir jugak la airmata pas terkena tu. masa tu after iron myKiNg nye baju, pastu alas iron tu dah cam senget menget jek, so org betul kan la.. dlm kepala otak ni dah terpikir dah, kalo org tak off kang, wajib org merasa kepanasan iron tu. tgh asik masyuk ketatkan alas tu atas board, tetiba…. bbuuuuzzzzzzzzz zzrrreeeeettttttttt zzrreeetttttttttttt… aarrrgghhhhhh… tidak!!!! meleleh la airmata anak mak ni.. :(( takde sape pun umah masa tu.. (mana nak ada sesape, org duduk berdua jek– org nye housemate keluar) waaarghhhh… sakitttt mak… pedih…. berdenyut2 lak tu… taktahu nak buat apa… tingat lak org kata letak ubat gigi, then org terus le masuk toilet amik ubat gigi.. org sapu le.. sedih nye… pastu mcm2 lak terpikir… ye ke taruk ubagt gigi.. asik berdenyut2 jek ni.. risau gak… org pun msg kay myKiNg, dia ckp letak minyak enjin kete or ubat gigi.. haaa gasak la.. org pun dah tersedu ni.. hehheeee… bukan la manja.. dah mmg camtu, nak wat canne? kejap tu myKiNg called, heheheee.. tgh sedu2 ni, kalo dia dgr suara camni kang, dia risau lak, takyah jawab la.. bukannye eksiden teruk pun, ngengade je lebih kenkadang tu.. ntah nape semlm sedih sgt ntah le.. sampai arini, tempat kena iron panas tu pedih lagi.. waaa… merah dah jadik nye..
11 days to go… i’m keep thinking this moment of truth day. this is the pre-history day in my life. menjadi milik someone i loved most, care most, sacrifice to… etc. i dont know what, but something bothering me… this engagement or what? i am not so sure. i am so very happy with this decision i’ve made. damn happy with my groom. but, there’s something inside me that i can’e explain… huhhhh… tough haaa? kehidupan yg bakal dilalui ni lebih penuh dgn cabaran, ujian dan godaan. hope i can lalui everything dgn keadaan yg tenang dan harapnye everything will be so smooth…
Love doesn’t make the world go round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile.
A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person.
Today I begin to understand what love must be, if it exists. When we are parted, we each feel the lack of the other half of ourselves. We are incomplete like a book in two volumes of which the first has been lost. That is what I imagine love to be: incompleteness in absence.
got to go.. will be back soon… cauuuuooooo!!!
