First off, Happy Ramadan. For some reason, this Ramadan seems to be joyful to me this year than the previous year. Improving, I can say. Lately I feel closer to God, the more I need to be thankful, and the more I need His help in order to live life accordingly and happy. Things are almost perfect to me at this moment I dont even have much left to wish for (except to finish my annoying project maybe). I know this might not happen to normal practicing Muslims I know, but to me at least, I’ve been in those times that I used to have a love-hate relationship with my own Creator. It wasnt funny. It was sinful. True, I wasn’t as close to Him last year as much I am now. I didnt bother to pray Tarawih and read Quran during Ramadan then as much as I do now. I didnt bother to do anything good at all. I didnt even bother celebrating the Eid. I didnt bother to be happy. I was life-less. Period.

Oh yes, now I sigh and smile, thinking how much things have changed in a year. How much I’ve changed in a year.


I’m back home (yep, again) since Mama happens to have many projects right now and I happen to be involved in a few things. There are heaps to catch up and plan I’m almost sure that I’ll be having loads more to do right after I finish USM >.< Suddenly there are countless dreams and wishes for future, which somehow quickly transformed as plans, regarding my career, my family, family business, website business, and.. Az. Though there’s no certain decision of when regarding marriage yet, but we’ve been so excited discussing the honeymoon trip already :P And house. And car. And babies!!!! lol. Can you believe that? Az has been talking about babies??! (v_v;) *God, save my soul..~* Anyways.

I’ve been busy I’m even too tired to talk about what I’ve been doing.


I’m now home for 1 week and I’ll be back to USM to continue my project for 1 week and will be coming back home for 2 weeks of Hari Raya holiday :)) that’s actually the BESTEST thing about doing project this semester, since I have no class and I manage my own time so I can simply come home whenever I want and however long holiday I want LALALALA :D


OK, last thing to rant.. since many months Az has been calling me on the phone everyday and it almost seems like I’m always having him around even though we’re actually far. (He got me a number from his Digi family so we call for free 24/7!). And, this evening he made his last call before flying to Sydney with the family – to attend sister’s graduation and celebrate the Eid there – altogether spanning 3 weeks of absence, meaning 3 weeks of no phone calls. Can I survive that? Hmm.. unless I’ll make him Skype (though I never really use it myself..) but perhaps I shouldnt disturb his holiday with family anyway. But he promises he’ll email and blog the photos.

Sigh, I still cant be happy.