tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2294712841930430432024-03-13T23:40:49.894+08:00Le Journey HaNaHLuvHerLifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02042506179378945486noreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-229471284193043043.post-72014238884136999182015-03-18T14:17:00.001+08:002015-03-18T14:17:42.254+08:00Journeyada ketika saat dan waktu<br />
ingin berhenti daripada meneruskan perjalanan<br />
namun,<br />
tiada guna berhenti di persimpangan<br />
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teruskanlah melangkah,<br />
walau seberat mana langkah<br />
seberat mana memikul<br />
seberat mana bebanan<br />
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sekali sekala,<br />
toleh la kebelakang<br />
mengimbau kembali<br />
ketabahan diri sendiri<br />
melihat kembali<br />
rapuhnya kamu yang dahulu,<br />
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perjalanan masih jauh<br />
Moga Allah pinjamkan kekuatan.HaNaHLuvHerLifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02042506179378945486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-229471284193043043.post-24986531008438063162014-05-18T11:01:00.000+08:002014-05-18T11:01:15.678+08:00the second ending Its been a long pause from my previous post.<br />
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The end of the second year is just around the corner. The first exam will take place on this Wednesday. Then, there will be a lot of papers to be face.<br />
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This semester is the toughest semester I ever have. The stress, the challenges, the curriculum, the workloads and everything about this semester really test me. There is one time where I thought of giving up. Yes, seriously, I'm giving up.<br />
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I was trying my best to be the survivor. But I knew it wasn't easy. Because if it is easy, everybody can do it. Two weeks before the final, the body wasn't well. Bruises appeared here and there without any reasons. The body is getting weaker and weaker. Can the body hold on for a moment ?<br />
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Then, a small accident occurred. Worsening the conditions. But Allah choose me cause He knew I can face it. I'm strong enough maybe or I'm so naughty so that Allah give me a chance to behave :)<br />
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The classes wasn't finished yet. There will be some lectures during the study week. Physiotherapy is getting harder and harder. There are a lot to be learn and to be remember and its totally will be more difficult.<br />
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But you don't choose your destiny because sometimes the destiny choose you. <br />
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Pray for us. Hope we will be doing fine.<br />
Amin :)HaNaHLuvHerLifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02042506179378945486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-229471284193043043.post-36373285011106793972014-04-22T22:05:00.001+08:002014-04-22T22:05:10.478+08:00untitled I never knew that I will fall in love with you. I never thought of it.<br />
I don't even know if this love is right. But heart doesn't lies, right.<br />
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No matter how hard I tried to deny it. Its getting stronger and sweeter everyday.<br />
I never felt like this before. To love and to be loved so deeply.<br />
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Thanks for coming and I really hope that you will stay. Forever.<br />
I knew its not like an ordinary relationship.<br />
Because both of us are awesome, we will an incredible and extra ordinary journey :)<br />
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I really hope that both of us are strong enough to face every challenges that may come.<br />
As long as you are strong, I will stay strong. For us. For our future. Promise.<br />
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In every prayer that I made, not even once I forgot to make a du'a for us.<br />
I really hope it will end happily as we ever wanted. I really hope this will end like we dream about.<br />
I shouldn't put so much hope on this, cause I knew I'm the one who will be hurts the most.<br />
But I know, as long as we keep praying and hope for the best thing, Allah will guide us to the right path.<br />
So, never give up. He will done the rest for us.<br />
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I never knew the moment I started to fall in love with you. But I knew it grows everyday.<br />
And every time I look at you, I fall in love again and over again. :)<br />
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Mr Sheben,<br />
I love you so much.HaNaHLuvHerLifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02042506179378945486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-229471284193043043.post-19626755193508775452013-12-26T19:49:00.001+08:002013-12-26T19:49:31.781+08:00ada satu saat tu, kita sangat merindui dia. namun, dia tiada untuk kita.<br />
penat diri ini menunggu dengan harapan dia muncul. muncul yang entah dari mana. hadirnya dengan sebuah senyuman. ya, senyuman yang mampu menghilangkan semua lelah yang ada, menghilangkan semua kerisauan yang melanda.<br />
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namun, masih mencari. di mana dia. adakah dia lupa akan kehadiran diri ini.<br />
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dan adakah hanya akan menyedari kehadiran diri ini, apabila diri ini sudah hilang dari pandangan. sudah tiada untuk berada di sisinya. di saat suka, di saat duka.HaNaHLuvHerLifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02042506179378945486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-229471284193043043.post-28923817812172427922013-11-17T14:45:00.003+08:002013-11-17T14:45:46.864+08:00pray hardIt's even heart breaking because he is the first man I ever loved whole heartedly, I ever cared for tenderly, the first man I am prepared to give in sacrifice and put down my pride as a Queen. Dear Allah, I don't want to play with my heart and feeling anymore. If he is the one for me but it's just not the time yet, please ease my heart and let the feeling fade away. And bring us back together when we are ready.<br />
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Letting go is to cherish memories and overcome and move on. To have an open mind and confidence in future. Letting go is accepting, learning, experiencing and growing. For me to be thankful for the experiences that made me laugh, made me cry and made me grow. Its about all that I have, all that I had and all that I will soon again. Letting go is the courage to accept change and the strength to keep moving. Letting go is growing up. Its realising that the heart can sometimes be the most potent remedy. To let go is to open a door and to clear a path and to set me free.<br />
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Thanks for the du'a. Its nice to know that we are having the same hope.HaNaHLuvHerLifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02042506179378945486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-229471284193043043.post-65018209625720264242013-05-14T13:38:00.003+08:002013-05-14T13:38:38.307+08:00Wishes Assalamualaikum :)<div>
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I'm not a good girl. But I'm trying to be the good one. </div>
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I knew a little about Islam. Yes, I'm ashamed. </div>
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I'm not ready to wear all the Muslimah outfit. Yes, I don't have all the Muslimah t-shirts like others. </div>
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I knew, it is not easy to change. At first, everything starting with force. Yes, I'm being forced. It is not by my own willingness. But, he said, if not being forced, you will not do it. </div>
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I knew, it wasn't easy. On top of that, I'm so full with excuses. :)</div>
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My parents knew me well. They knew, I have all the answers and excuses from what they are saying. </div>
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I'm a girl who loves fashion so much.Once in awhile, I'll become shopaholic :D</div>
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Because previously, I'm not a hijaber, I have plenty of clothes that not cover the aurah properly. </div>
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I always being scolded by my babah because my shirts are mostly short :) </div>
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<b>One day, Mama was asking me, </b><b>Mama : What kind of outfits you want ? </b><b>Me : I don't like all those muslimah t-shirts. </b><b>Mama : Then, tell me what you want ?</b><b>Me : Can I have a dress ? Either maxi dress or mini dress. Then, I wear it with a pair of jeans and cardigan. The dress is long enough to cover my butts and thigh, Mama. </b><b>Mama : Fine, as you wish. That's my daughter :) </b></blockquote>
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Mama was trying hard on me. As a daughter, I'm trying hard to fulfil my mama's wishes. Mama, thanks for being such a patience mummy. I love you so much, and you're the number one for me :)</div>
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<b>Last night, I was with him for dinner. Out of nowhere, this topic came out. </b></div>
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<b>I was joking but deep inside my heart, I hope it will become true. </b></div>
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<b>"Who knows, next semester I'll change. Maybe with proper hijab and clothes"</b><b><br /></b><b>And I heard, he said "Amin" </b><b><br /></b><b>It was slow, but still I can heard it. And he smiles. </b></blockquote>
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<b>One day, it'll become a reality. </b></div>
HaNaHLuvHerLifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02042506179378945486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-229471284193043043.post-63461298576582649182013-04-29T15:06:00.000+08:002013-04-29T15:08:26.857+08:00JODOH <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />HaNaHLuvHerLifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02042506179378945486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-229471284193043043.post-25594786291372072412013-04-23T22:17:00.004+08:002013-04-23T22:18:17.084+08:00To All Wonderful Women including Me :)Respect A Woman because<br />
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<b>You can feel her INNOCENCE in the form of a daughter </b></div>
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<b>You can feel her CARE in the form of a sister </b></div>
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<b>You can feel her WARMTH in the form of a friend </b></div>
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<b>You can feel her PASSION in the form of a beloved </b></div>
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<b>You can feel her DEDICATION in the form of a wife </b></div>
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<b>You can feel her DIVINITY in the form of a mother </b></div>
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<b>You can feel her BLESSING in the form of a grandmother </b></div>
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Her HEART is so TENDER, so NAUGHTY, so CHARMING, so SHARING, so MELODIOUS. she is a WOMAN</div>
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<b>and she is LIFE!!! </b></div>
HaNaHLuvHerLifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02042506179378945486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-229471284193043043.post-3970861146591933672013-04-16T14:34:00.003+08:002013-04-16T14:34:34.786+08:00New Things To Be Started <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />HaNaHLuvHerLifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02042506179378945486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-229471284193043043.post-5411409374077170822013-04-06T21:46:00.005+08:002013-04-06T21:46:41.274+08:00Friend <span style="font-family: inherit;">You, </span><div>
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Thanks for being there when I really need someone. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Thanks for creating a wonderful moment for me. </span></div>
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<b style="font-family: inherit;">Find out what we're made of</b></div>
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<b style="font-family: inherit;">When we are called to help our friends in need</b></div>
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<b style="font-family: inherit;">I can count on you like one two three</b></div>
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<b style="font-family: inherit;">You'll be there</b></div>
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<b style="font-family: inherit;">And you know when you need it you can count on me like four three two</b></div>
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<b style="font-family: inherit;">I'll be there</b></div>
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<b style="font-family: inherit;">'Cause that's what friends are supposed to do, oh yeah</b></div>
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<b style="font-family: inherit;">If I tossin' and I'm turnin' and I just can't fall asleep</b></div>
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<b style="font-family: inherit;">You'll sing a song</b></div>
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<b style="font-family: inherit;">Beside me</b></div>
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<b style="font-family: inherit;">And if I ever forget how much you really mean to me</b></div>
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<b style="font-family: inherit;">Everyday you will</b></div>
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<b style="font-family: inherit;">Remind me</b></div>
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<b style="font-family: inherit;">I'll always have your shoulder when I cry</b></div>
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<b style="font-family: inherit;">You'll never let go</b></div>
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<b style="font-family: inherit;">Never say goodbye</b></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">credit : Count On Me, Bruno Mars :)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><b>Thanks for being a wonderful friend. I heart you. </b></span></div>
HaNaHLuvHerLifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02042506179378945486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-229471284193043043.post-46050743082509727782013-02-27T13:50:00.002+08:002014-06-24T11:46:06.724+08:00Yesterday, It's Just Like A Dream <b>Assalamualaikum. Hello peeps :)</b><br />
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<b>I'm officially 21st years old yesterday, at 8.05 pm. :) Yes, yesterday it's my birthday :)<br />Alhamdulillah, I'm still alive, still breathing in this wonderful world and I'm so thankful for that. ♥</b></div>
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<b>Yesterday, it's just like a dream. A dream that came true. A dream that every girl have. I don't know how to express it. But, yesterday is one of the wonderful moment in my life.<br /><br />I'm getting old! But age is only a number :P So, nothing to be worried about. I did enjoyed my 21st birthday. Thanks to my physio's siblings that create a video to wish my birthday and Asmira ( she was born a day before me, so I called her Kakak :P ). I will upload the video soon. Stay tuned :P. For those who wish me through messages, FB and Twitter, I really appreciated that. Not to forget, for those people who called me, and sang Happy Birthday's song for me, which was the most fun part, I'm so touched :) Hug and kiss for you guys.</b></div>
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HaNaHLuvHerLifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02042506179378945486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-229471284193043043.post-71366791229286856432013-02-18T21:47:00.004+08:002013-02-18T21:57:32.968+08:00Kakak sayang Mama + Abah :)<div style="text-align: center;">
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<b>Bila mak kata dia teringat, kita jawab kita sibuk sangat.</b><br />
<b>Bila ayah kata dia rindu, kita jawab nantilah hujung minggu.</b><br />
<b>Bila mak minta kita pulang, kita jawab kita belum lapang.</b><br />
<b>Bila ayah minta kita singgah, kita jawab kerja kita belum selesai.</b><br />
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<b>Bila hati kita terguris, kita kata “Mak memang tak pernah faham”.</b><br />
<b>Bila hati kita terhiris, kita kata “Ayah memang tak ambil kisah”. </b><br />
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<b>Tetapi:</b><br />
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<b>Bila hati mak kita terguris, mak kata “Tak apa, dia masih muda”.</b><br />
<b>Bila hati ayah kita terhiris, ayah kata “Tak apa, belum sampai akalnya”.</b><br />
<b>Bila kita menagis tanda lapar, mak berlari bagai hilang kaki.</b><br />
<b>Bila kita merintih tanda derita, ayah bersengkang mata bagaikan tiada lena. </b><br />
<b>Bila kita sedih kerana gagal, mak setia membekalkan cekal. </b><br />
<b>Bila kita pilu kerana kecewa, ayah teguh berkata dia tetap bangga. </b><br />
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<b>tapi , </b><br />
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<b>kenapa bila kita telah dewasa kita merasakan seolah mereka tidak pernah faham kita ? </b><br />
<b>mereka tidak pernah meminta kita balas apa yang mereka beri pada kita ? </b><br />
<b>mereka hanya meminta secebis kasih sayang . . . </b><br />
<b>ketahuilah anak , mereka bukan pengemis ? perlu mengemis secebis kasih sayang dari anak mereka ?</b></div>
HaNaHLuvHerLifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02042506179378945486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-229471284193043043.post-79630636018217273122013-02-12T21:07:00.003+08:002013-02-12T21:07:39.350+08:00Setiap Yang Bernyawa Pasti Akan Merasa MatiAssalamaualikum. Hello peeps.<br />
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Malam ni Wanie nak share something. Petang tadi waktu tengah rehat-rehat and nak start study, ada voice mail from Mama. And bila Wanie nak call balik, Mama called me back. But actually, it was my sister, Najaa who made the phone call.<br />
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Me : Hello..<br />
Najaa : Kakak, Achik Maria dah tak, baru je lagi. Tadi sebelum pukul 4. Dalam tiga lebih.<br />
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See, my sister tak sempat nak bagi salam or what. Just mentioning about the news which I am really afraid to hear.<br />
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Yes, around 3.55 pm on 12 February 2013, my lovely aunt, Kamariah binti Junet passed away. She's suffering of cancer about a year. She is (I'm still can't using was) one of the best aunt I ever have. She is the first aunt that hold me right after I was born on this world. Yes, she's there when my mummy gave birth.<br />
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Selain mama, Achik Maria antara orang yang Wanie rapat. So do her daughter, Kak Ana. Kali terakhir Wanie jumpa Achik Maria waktu wedding Abang Ngah (17.11.2012) Lama kan ?? Since that, Wanie tak dapat jumpa, sampailah hari terakhir dia. Dan Wanie minta maaf sebab tak dapat hadir untuk majlis pengebumian Achik. Tapi Achik tau kan, Wanie sayang sangat dekat Achik. Wanie doakan untuk Achik dari sini. :)<br />
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Waktu wedding Abang Ngah tu, Achik sihat je. Waktu tu, Wanie ingat Achik akan baik. Walaupun Wanie tahu, cancer is not that easy. Wanie tau Achik kuat, and you can go through it. Tapi Wanie lupa, Allah lebih berkuasa. Dia yang lebih mengetahui apa yang terbaik untuk Achik. Achik, Wanie redha Achik pergi walaupun Wanie sedih sangat. Wanie sedih, tempat untuk Wanie bermanja dah hilang satu.<br />
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Wanie ingat lagi dalam ramai-ramai anak buah Achik, Wanie selalu dapat special treats kan :D Hehehe, Jangan jealous :P Bila Wanie nak perfume, Achik belikan. Dan waktu wed's Angah tu, Wanie potong rambut. Balik je dari saloon, terus pergi kat Achik tanya comel tak.Waktu tu Achik senyum, sambil main-main rambut Wanie. Achik cakap comel sangat. Walaupun waktu tu Achik dah penat, baring atas katil, tapi still Achik layan Wanie.<br />
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Achik, Wanie dah tak sanggup nak tulis lagi. Dah banjir dah nie. Hehehe.<br />
Wanie doakan Achik bahagia dekat sana. Semoga roh Achik ditempatkan bersama-sama orang yang beriman. Achik memang dah tak de kat dunia nie, tapi Achik tak pernah hilang dalam hati Wanie. Wanie kena kuat sebab setiap yang bernyawa pasti akan merasai mati. Thanks Achik sebab approve Din untuk jadi suami Wanie. Tapi Achik tak sempat nak tengok kami nikah nanti :( Wanie akan make sure Din jaga Wanie elok-elok eh. Hahahaha :D<br />
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Sayang Achik sangat-sangat <3<br />
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Its 2013 now! And we are on the third day of the year. So, how's your day?<br />
Me, done fighting with the anatomy and having a nightmare with that paper. Muahahahaha<br />
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Because it is new year and everybody is talking about the new year resolution.<br />
Therefore, let me begin my first post of the year with My 2013 Bucket's Lists <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif;">♥</span><br />
It is list made by me and a few things that he wanted me to do. Basically, its my past-past year resolutions which I never achieve. *ROFL But somehow or rather, I want it to be done this year. I'm inspired by Yasmin, one of the blogger and here is her <a href="http://banglamerahjambu.blogspot.com/">url.</a> I wanted to have the jar too. Writing of what happened on each day of the year. Its like a diary but in a different way :D Isn't it awesome? So My Bucket's List are<br />
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Hahaha, don't laugh but that is My 2013 Resolutions. I hope I can keep the promise.<br />
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Btw, this new year begins with exams. I repeat EXAMS. So, here its my planner. Only for January :)<br />
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So, today was the paper for Anatomy. No Comments :( Right after the exam, I texted my mum and Miss Muna a.k.a Kak Muna, (I'm used to call her kakak, whenever there are only two of us and during texting, ngeee) I sent " I'm sorry, I didn't done it well ;( " Alhamdulillah, I didn't get any sort of scolding. Muahahaha, but they support me and asked me to focusing on the next papers.<br />
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And I'm still struggling with the Kuantan's weather. Again, I'm having fever. My mum said, because of not getting proper medication and not even seek for a doctor, (that's me) my fever is repeating again and again and again and again. Okay, enough again :D But I didn't blame my fever and make it as a reason for me not to study. I think it is more like a spirit for me to continue study even you're sick. And you feel like Allah is really there. Why? Because I can't studied much, in facts I slept a lot. But the knowledge that you gained and everything that you're studied came in the exams. Can you see Allah really help you there?<br />
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So I believed in Allah's help. That's the real concept of Tawakal :) You read, you study, you answer the questions and the rest, you leave it to Allah :)<br />
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A few days back and forward, these little things will become my best friend :D But, I want the blue one to disappear as fast as I wanted. Hahahaha. The below one, I will continue to read till the day I retire :)<br />
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Assalamualikum :D</div>
HaNaHLuvHerLifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02042506179378945486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-229471284193043043.post-54304907686347158122012-12-31T12:41:00.003+08:002014-06-24T11:41:25.311+08:00The Final BUT Not The End Assalamualaikum. Hello peeps :) How's your day? Its heavily raining here. #Keep praying that it will not flood :)<br />
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Btw, today is the last day of 2012. Another year to be add.<br />
So, this post will be the last post of 2012 not the last post of my blog. With God-willing, I will keep writing and sharing every moment of my life with you :) Thanks readers.<br />
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31 December 2012. Actually, today is the beginning of my final exam. The first final exam in my degree's life. I noticed that, I didn't update a lot about my degree life. Sorry, I always wanted to share but the time didn't gave me any opportunity. So, when the holiday started even for 3 weeks I will share every moment that happened during this first semester. About the paper today, Islamic Worldview. Alhamdulillah, I can answered it, but answered it well, maybe not. But I'm satisfied with my effort and I didn't regret any. Now, keep praying that the result will be awesome (Y) Hahahaha<br />
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Its lunch hour now, but I'm not eating. Just after the exam, I came back straight to my room. I had a tummy upset. Lately, I'm having a fever, and sometimes its getting better but suddenly my body temperature started to rise again. Homaiiiii :D But, now I'm getting used to it. Maybe because of the weather in Kuantan now. Sometimes its hot, sometimes its rain. Like Malay's idiom " Ku sangka panas sampai ke petang, rupanya hujan di tengah hari". Hahahahaha, So my body was trying to adapt with that. And it didn't disturb my study much. I just need more rest than before. Alhamdulillah, may Allah ease my ways :)<br />
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So, my next papers will be on next year. Hahahaha, sound a little longer but the fact is, it just tomorrow. Welcome 2013, and Goodbye 2012.<br />
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To 2012, thanks for creating so many cherish and wonderful moments in my life. May 2013 become more cherish and wonderful year for me and my loves one. So, 2013, please be nice to me :D<br />
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That's all for my last post of the year. Hahahaha, Nak baca Anatomy la pulak :D Do pray for my health and my final exams. Hope I pass with flying colours :D<br />
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<br />HaNaHLuvHerLifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02042506179378945486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-229471284193043043.post-40752464636460702612012-10-17T12:18:00.002+08:002012-10-17T12:18:35.751+08:00Challenges Hello peeps :)<br />
Sorry for not updating this blog for long time :)<br />
There is a lot of stories to be tell but, I'm running out of time.<br />
My promise, during this mid semester break, I'll let you know.<br />
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Challenges...<br />
I'm here as a first batch of physiotherapy in IIUM. And of course there is a lot of challenges that I will be facing. FYI, the mid semester exam has begun. The first paper was a disaster for me. The same feeling as I sat for my mid-sem exam Biology 2. End up, crying right after the paper. I'm promise that I will not take for granted after what happened, but still I'm done it. I will not procrastinate this semester and I really hope that I'll keep this promise.<br />
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At the same time, my brother is having his problem. He called me on Sunday and told me everything. I was shocked and I don't know what to say. I'm too young to give him advise but he depends on me. For me, whatever decision he made, I'll always support him. I'm his sister and forever he is my only brother. This weekend gonna be fun with him and my boyfriend will be together but at the same time, we are afraid about what will happen this weekend. I really can't tell you the problem right now. But when I'm ready to tell everything, I'll let you guys know.<br />
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I'm looking forward for this holiday. With my family, with him and my lovely Amni Qashrina. : )<br />
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" Don't let your love one be so patient to you, because one day he might become so mean to you. Try to change especially for the good sake. Not only for him, for yourself and your relationship. Let he has his own life till the moment you are really belong to him. If you love him, make him happy. HaNaHLuvHerLifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02042506179378945486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-229471284193043043.post-35973899581231187352012-09-24T01:25:00.001+08:002012-09-24T01:25:17.650+08:00Relationship<div>
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I never asked about a really mature and serious relationship. </div>
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I never complaint about you being immature. </div>
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I enjoyed every single moment that we spend together. </div>
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I'm being so thankful to have you, the one who take a good care of me. </div>
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I never asked you to change in one night. I know, everything needs time.</div>
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So, can I asked for a little bit of time for me to change. </div>
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You don't have to worry about me. </div>
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I knew where I stand. I'm happy to be like this. </div>
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I might look stronger at the outside, but inside, I'm so fragile. I need someone who can support and be with me, because I'm facing everything alone. You knew it right, You knew, how my life changed as I decided to walk in my own way. You knew it much. </div>
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I didn't need someone else. I never asked for a better one. Cause I knew, I'm not perfect. I'm happy to have you. And hoping to spend the rest of my life with you. Yes, just you. </div>
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Damya :)</div>
HaNaHLuvHerLifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02042506179378945486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-229471284193043043.post-45920173323563391002012-09-09T03:45:00.001+08:002012-09-09T03:49:22.224+08:00After A Long Time :)<div style="text-align: center;">
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On 4 September 2012, I'm officially an IIUM's student. Alhamdulillah. I'll be pursue my study in Bachelor of Physiotherapy :) and the most interesting part is my boyfriend also being offered the same course with me. Therefore, I have to bare in my mind, that I'll be facing him for the next four years. Oh God. Heheheh, just kiddng. It's nice to have someone who love you, right in front of you most of the time. And you know, there will be someone who is going to take care of you there :)</div>
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Today, I'm not feeling well. As my condition getting worst sometimes, Mama always there to give me some strength. Sometimes, I preferred not to tell Mama about my condition. I don't want Mama to become worries about me. But, every mom knows their children well right ?</div>
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I will use every chance I get<br /> to make you smile, whenever I'm around you<br /> now I will try to love you like you love me<br /> only God knows how much you mean to me</div>
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Your daughter, </div>
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<br /> HaNaHLuvHerLifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02042506179378945486noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-229471284193043043.post-80782068299417167952012-06-21T17:28:00.001+08:002012-06-21T17:28:16.656+08:00I Wanna Keep Smiling<div style="text-align: center;">
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My last post was the shortest one. and I'm so sorry for not updating this blog as frequent as I can. Sorry dear. </div>
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Actually, I have so many stories to be tell. But I don't know how to start yet to end. Alhamdulillah, my final result was the highest compared with my other 3 results. I think it was a gift after many sad things happened to me. InsyaAllah, I'll be telling you soon. </div>
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I wanna keep smiling. I wrote this because lately I feel something wrong with me. Something that I never expect to happen again. During my junior year in CFS, I'd suffered many pains and aches which actually changed my life and affects my study. But I never blamed it and take it as the main reason why I can't score during my junior year. </div>
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The heart wasn't doing well. I kept experienced palpitation especially at night. It happened every night for almost a year. On top of that, migraine became my best friend. I've also suspected of having leukemia. But I never told my parents about this till now. I don't want to make them worry so I keep it by myself. I went to the clinic by myself. Taking my blood result alone and all this thing help me grow. I've become independent. :)</div>
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Alhamdulillah, I'm getting better after a year of suffering. How? I don't know. Maybe after I've changed everything in my life. I've get rid the negative thinking, I changed my diet (because during the interval, I think for the first 3 months, I lost weight about 5kg) and my lifestyle. </div>
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Now, the palpitation have come back and I don't know why. My digestive system also showed some changes which I don't even understand why. Seek for a doctor ? Not now, because my dad wasn't very well now. So I'm just hope for the best and ready for the worst. Let my family and I taking care of my dad first and about me, pray for the best. </div>
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p/s : My heart beating fast and the stomach doesn't be good to me. Pray for health peeps. I love you guys so much.<br />
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Again, my apology for not updating my blog for quite some times. Sorry :D<br />
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Okay, back to the topic, Here Comes The Ending :)<br />
Its has been two years I spent my life here in CFS IIUM. and by the time I'm writing this post, just two weeks left before I'm officially done with this foundation. I'm gonna have an examination this Wednesday follow by another two examinations on the other week. Pray for me, peeps :D<br />
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This semester is quite challenging for me, but it's not the toughest as I faced in Semester II, in my junior year. Learning how to prepare a research paper was really interesting and seriously I learned a lot this semester. Having female lecturers for the three subjects really made me feels like a home. <b>Yes, we are far from our home, but with them, we feel like home to us. They share their love with us and they are so motherly</b>.<br />
*I miss my mummy, rite now :(<br />
Thanks for being the best lecturers I ever had. Thanks for the knowledge you delivered to me and thanks for guiding me to become a better muslimah. <i><b>Dear, Madam Zahala, Madam Sa'yah and Madam Nawal, I love three of you so much. :D Glad to be your student.</b></i><br />
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To my dearest classmates, this is my first time separating with my gang *I have a gang here, who cares? hahaha. But thanks for being such a great classmates, being there whenever I needed, and sorry for being loud!! You know how loud I am rite? Thanks for making this final semester the meaningful one. I love you guys so much. To Jamilah and Assyila, I'm so sorry because I like hitting both of you. Soorryyy :) Same goes to the rest of my classmates, I'm sorry if I had done something that may hurt your feeling. I'm not perfect but I'm tried to be perfect. :D Good Luck Guys for your final and all the best for whatever you do in your life. I'll always pray for all of you. InsyaAllah :)<br />
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5 things about your love that you, as a girl should know. I got this info from my friend and I would like to share it with you. Enjoy :)<br />
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<i>4. Man actually care and get jealous when he knew that you're close with some other guys. Believe me, even he pretends like, "It's okay, I don't mind." but actually deep inside his heart it sounds like this "Dear, you're making me jealous". </i></div>
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<i>5. Man didn't like his girl hangs out with her boyfriends. Why? Because, girls, they just be herself in front of their friends and..... </i></div>
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<i>Guess what??? Maybe there is someone who gonna fall in love with you because of that. And he didn't want this to be happen. so be careful girl :)</i></div>
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I could only listed out up to five. More?.... InsyaAllah...<br />
Till then... Annyeong :) <br />
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How's your day and what is your mood today? anyway, i hope that, all of you are in the pink of health. :)<br />
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It is 16 of March today, and last two weeks is my mid semester exam and Alhamdulillah, its all done. I take three subjects this semester and one of them is my subjects for degree which are Biology II, Mathematics II and EAW (English for Academic Writing). I've already got my results for Maths and EAW. I'm quite disappointed with my Math's result as I have made such a lot of silly mistakes that cause me to lose about 7 marks. :( Imagine that, and I'd cried after getting that paper, silly me.<br />
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However, for the EAW, seriously, I didn't put so much hope on that paper, as I knew I didn't perform well for it. But yesterday, when my lecturer gave me the paper, she said, "Hazwani, good" and I was shocked seeing that 17 out of 20 is written there. Dear Allah, thank you so much :). I got full marks for the Section A and I did some mistakes in the Section b which reduced my marks by 3. But overall, I'm totally satisfied. At the same time, we are required to show her the progressing of our assignment. I got a partner doing this "little thesis" (that what we used to call it) and we are doing on dry skin. and another good news from Madam Nawal when she said, "Good, both of you are in the right track". Its such a relieve and feel like all the burden have go away ~~~~ :)<br />
Now, I just need to focus on the methodology and the discussion.<br />
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Biology ?? I still didn't get the paper from my lecturer. but she promise that, we can have it by Monday. Feeling excited ? totally not, instead I feel like getting my final exam result right now, seriously!! Totally nervous and frighten :( but whatever the result is, I accept it with all my heart, because I knew that, I didn't done it well, I take it for granted and I shouldn't regret it because what I got later is showing my effort towards it and Allah never give us more that what we have done.<br />
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Now, I will be focusing on my final and settle out everything especially the assignments (both Bio and EAW) and do pray for me peeps. At this moment actually, I'm waiting for my bee :) come back from his training and hoping for a good news from him. Hopefully he manages to get it, but if not, its totally fine dear. What is it about ? wait for the next entry ... So, TTFN<br />
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How's your day ?<br />
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Hijab? What should we say about hijab ?<br />
I'm not a good muslimah but I'm trying to be.<br />
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I was told to wear hijab since I was 10 years old. Tapi, I keep asking, kenapa kena pakai? What are the real purpose of wearing it? and no one answer it for me.<br />
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So, bila dan meningkat dewasa, biasalah memberontak. Wanie decided tak nak berhijab sebab Wani tak nampak pun apa tujuan dia. Bila parents suruh Wanie pakai tudung, Wanie macam malas sangat nak sarung that thing kat kepala ni. Wanie mengaku, Wanie tak istiqamah dalam berhijab sampai Wanie Form 5. Wanie pakai, tapi ikut mood. Kalau rasa nak pakai, Wanie pakailah.<br />
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And waktu zaman sekolah dulu, Wani selalu kena marah dengan kawan-kawan sebab tak berhijab. But when I asked, why should I wear it ? Still no one answer it. Then, waktu form 4, Wani pindah sekolah. And the best thing is sekolah tu agak Islamic so bad new untuk Wanie. hahaha, that time ok. And I'm so tensed there as there are so many things that I can't do. For me, to adapt with that kind of situation, seriously it needs time.<br />
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But people changed rite? and as time pass by, I've changed too :) Alhamdulillah<br />
Eventhough I have made a lot of mistakes, I really thanks to Allah as He gave me time to repent. He loves me. So, <b>masa Wani form 5, Wanie decide nak fully berhijab and tak buka dah. And Alhamdulillah, Wanie berjaya. and Wanie rasa terharu sangat when I told my parents that I want to wear hijab. Waktu tu, Wanie nampak Mummy and Babah senyum. Wanie rasa bahagia sangat. Finally, Wanie dapat hidayah dari Allah untuk berhijab. </b><br />
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Wanie mengaku Wanie masih lagi baru dalam berhijab ni and Wanie harap sangat Allah tak tarik balik hidayah ni dari Wanie. Sebab pernah Wanie teringin kembali untuk free hair (Ya Allah, jauhkan perasaan ini dari dirku) So, Wanie takut sangat, sebab Wanie tahu <u><i>walau sebaik mana pun perempuan itu tapi kalau dia tak bertudung @ menutup aurat, dia tetap perempuan yang jahat. and kalau perempuan yang bertudung itu @ menutup aurat, tapi dia tak berapa nak baik, dia tetap baik. sebab at least dia tahu yang dia wajib menutup aurat and dia dah laksanakan tuntutan tu. </i></u><br />
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Ya Allah, sanggup ke seorang anak nak hantar parents dia ke neraka sedangkan budi dan jasa parents kita, kita tak mampu nak balas kan ?<br />
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Walaupun Wanie tahu yang Wanie belum menutup aurat secara sempurna, I hope I can improve it day by day. And, Wanie bersyukur sangat ditemukan dengan ramai orang yang membantu Wanie. *sayang korang semua <3.<br />
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<b>Najwa <3</b></div>
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