the same.

do you remember the time that you

• cried so hard that you felt the sharp pain of abrasion from wiping your tears.
• were so depressed that you felt like throwing up.
• were so weak and you just want to lie down.

oh god, grant us the will to find our way home.

hello farid, once again.

its time that i muster what little strength i have to read my fate.

reading with a heavy and broken heart.

reading your own death note that you can never testify.

how do you know the truth is the truth?

no one knows until the day of judgement.

i dont know if i can ever be given the chance to see you again. i just want God to guide and love you more than i impossibly can and i know He will because he is all knowing, loving and forgiving.

Moving and moved.

Umi was right afterall that I was never good enough to start with.

If there's a change today, it would have to be me.

Proven.

Those who have hairy hands are more likely to be horny as compared to those with much lesser hair.

God, please help me.

I could still remember the turning point in life where I thought there was no turning back for me to reverse all the wrong to right. Allah loved me so much that he gave me another chance to be a good muslim. And I can never repay the love, care and kindness that he had bestowed on me now and hereafter.

My intention was merely to help but my approach was so wrong that it made someone very upset. I sincerely apologize, right from the bottom of my heart for all the mistakes I've done.

I've grown to love you more, more than anything else in this world. God, please forgive me. Im begging you please.

month of may in review.

i have been doing quite a lot lately. well, nothing by far from particular comparison. well anyway, the month of may had me filled with a few worthy of appreciation moments. let's just say that for once im less involved from politics of sorts. i remembered someone telling me that there's 24 hours in a day and all you need is just a minute to go for the kill. try not to harp on issues, act on it. you wanna say it, better say it right the first few times.

and as i flew to palembang two weeks ago, i felt something amiss in me amidst all the hectic interactions of information received and overload. its the absence of loved ones on not having the opportunity to share the two polarization of experience with me, that is. but all is well with emotions kept in checked and focus placed on the hot seat.

lastly, as bad as it can be, there's no reason for us to be unhappy and frustrated. these negativities will kill you softly. dont you ever want to feel solace and at ease ? accept challenges positively. its like a conscription exercised by the community where you're handed with the full faith and trust to better the lives of people.

till then, its a temporary goodbye. all the best for your results tomorrow. insyaAllah, your efforts will pay off and be reciprocated into good grades.

huh ?

can somebody please tell me what the hell is an 'anecdotal experience' all about ?