Title-less.

Sometimes, 

Some words are better left unspoken.

Some songs are better left unsang.

Some actions are better left undone.

Some food are better left uneaten.

Some problems are better left unsolved.

Some movies are better left unwatched.

Some secrets are better left untold.

Bite your tongue,

Glue your eyes,

Seal your lips,

Put your fingers into your ears.

And you,

You will remain unhurt.

You will remain composed.

You will remain as yourself.

There will be,

No heart to be broken,

No tears to be shed,

No blood to be spilled,

No trust to be shattered.

Sometimes,

Some poems are better left unrecited.

Some titles are better left ungiven,

Some authors are better left unknown.

The Ambitious Ambition.

Remember how teachers back then loved to ask us, 'what do you want to be when you grow up?'. I believe most of us would answer with something like, 'a doctor', or 'a teacher', or 'an engineer', or 'a pilot' and lots more along the line. Right?

Well, I myself told my teachers (and friends) that I wanted to become a doctor. I wanted to be a pilot but my dad didn't think that such job is appropriate for girls. So, I gave a second thought and chose doctor as my ambition. Dad was happy. So was mom. They loved the idea of me wanting to become a doctor. Whose parents wouldn't, right?

And no, I didn't turn out to be a doctor. I almost did get myself into studying medicine but I'm glad I didn't. My dad doesn't want his kids to study abroad so I had to kiss my so-called ultimate dream goodbye. It wasn't really hard as doctor wasn't really my real ambition to begin with.

Now that my ambition just found itself a grave to rest in peace, I was left with nothing else. I couldn't make up my mind. Even worse, I couldn't picture myself in five years' time. I was indecisive.

Due to various twists of facts, I received five placement offers from two local universities.
 - Bachelor of Product Design in USM
 - Bachelor of Urban and Regional Planning in USM
 - Bachelor of Chemistry (with hons.) in UiTM
 - Bachelor of Chemical Engineering in UiTM
 - Bachelor of Education (TESL) in UiTM.

See? It was definitely not an easy choice to make. I was torn. I always love chemistry, so if it was up to me, I would definitely pick to major in Chemistry or Chemical Engineering. And I love English too. Probably, a wee bit more than I love chemistry. But I wasn't keen of teaching. And dad was not keen of me becoming an engineer. Again, according to him, this is not an appropriate job for a girl. And mom, she had always wanted me to be a teacher.

As you could have guessed, I enrolled in TESL. And the rest is history.

My point is, if I can rewind the time and go back to the days when my teachers asked me such questions, I would answer it differently. I would tell them, 'When I grow up, I want to make my parents happy,'.

Good nite! ;)

Rakastan sinua koko sydämestäni ♥

G'day, mate. ;p

Today is our three hundreds and sixty sixth day of being an item and I swear to God, I am so damn freaking over the moon. And because of that, today I grinned like an idiot and I reckon some of the teachers (and students) might have noticed it.

I am happy.
I am jubilant.
I am extremely exultant.
I'm happy like a kid who had just eaten her Happy Meal.
I'm happy like I have been given a limitless credit card and I can shop all shoes and handbags and dresses and scarfs and every single thing that I want and I don't even have to pay a single penny for that.
Yes, I am that happy.
I am happy to the extent that I fail to find perfect words or phrases to express my supreme happiness.

Aite, I may as well stop telling you how happy I am; I think I have over-used the word 'happy'.

Anyhow, no worries as I won't bore you with how everything started a year ago. I prefer to keep it as our little secret, something that will be told over and over again to our kids, InsyaAllah.

Over a year of committing myself to this relationship, I have experienced a lot of life-changing lessons.
I have finally learned how to put my trust in the hands of a guy.
I learned to dream beyond the sky.
I learned to allow my heart to be pleased with imperfections.
I learned to deliberate over my decisions.
I learned to give without taking.
I learned to love without hating.
And I learned to let my guard down.

Since the past 366 days, not a day has gone by without us talking to each other. Good morning texts and good night calls are vital. Like others, we do fight and have rows and arguments. But, we never conclude the day with anger. That, is among millions of things that I love about us.

I could go on and on and talk about how magical our love story is. But I won't because I know some of you are already on your way running for buckets. Gotcha!

So,

O Allah, thank You for these 366 days of pure happiness and awesomeness. I am forever grateful to You for leading us to each another. While others get to brag about how big their house is, or how well they do in their business, or how much money they make everyday or how bright their skin glow, You give me reasons and more reasons to be grateful for being blessed with a man who happens to be my best friend, my guardian, my caretaker, my secret keeper and my joker.
Thank You for listening to my prayer.
And please, ease our journey to Your jannah.

Three hundreds and sixty six days ago, I stopped reading fairy tales as I began to write one of my own. Thank you, co-writer, Mohd Redzuan bin Mohd Zin. ;) 

It's been a year, Love. A year full of love. ♥