dear future aida,

I f you ask a few people around me, they might know what is love team. I have a big obsession about Philippine’s love teams. Just so you know, there was like a trend to match your favorite actor with another actress. It looks like this couple work together to promote their careers. Like what happened to loffattah, fattzura and so on. But the best part is how they manage to change the gossips into something beneficial. One of my favorite love teams is kathniel. I started to admire this couple when  I was in a flight to London. There was a movie entitled Barcelona the Love untold, and I love that movie so much. My friend asked me either these actors are the same actors in Pangako Sayo, and I never knew what is Pangako Sayo. So when I returned Malaysia, I searched for this couple and found out that they are the top couple in Philippine. Their movies always listed in the box office and they are the successful couple in their ages. What makes me loves them too much is how they sh

I never ready to be a serious blogger, whereas people can simply comment and give their ideas and thoughts about my writing. I never ready to be recognized by people and inspired others. Just like what I have said before, if you read my blog never tell me that you have read it. It makes me look worst. I know I am not good enough with my language, grammar and such but deep inside in my heart, it feels like an urge to write something that I have experienced. Yesterday, I posted a few blogs that inspired me, and I would like to share with others too. But these bloggers are the most selected ones, because they have beautiful writings and many followers. I can say these are the established ones. When people start to say something about my blog, actually they have pushed me to the part that I cannot describe. Because of that worst feeling, I closed down my blog to public, and yeah one day when I am ready enough, I will change the settings. Bhahahaha I know that I should accept

 last few weeks, when i scrolled down my ig, suddenly something poops in my mind. why teenagers nowadays love make up, hijabista, trending and etc instead of getting know what happen to our Malaysia. i think each of us know what is the best skin product, the trending scarf, the instafamous, but nobody would remember who is our Ministry of edu, who is our raja, who is our peguam negara and etc. because nobody interested to that kind of information. but who will lead our malaysia if they didn't know about the general information. there was a situation when sultan kedah had passed away. i told my friend about the sad news, but suddenly she asked me who is sultan kedah? i was like omg. but they kept asking me do you know ++++++ form ig+++++ oh gang. another situation, my classmate was not happy as i did not follow her at ig after i accepted her request. i told some of my friends that my ig is the place where i only follow the ones who inspire me. i dont like to bother about other p

Assalamualaikum, and happy weekend. currently at home, lying on bed, missing my me time. i couldn't describe ma feeling right now. grateful, and full of happiness. but  half of myself still missing cfs, the garden of virtue and knowledge. there are a lot stories to be told, because i have created thousand pages of stories there, with different people, environment and plots. i would like to start ma story with jenabs, my buddies. who knows that i will get the best roommates ever with different backgrounds, interests and tastes? but God, thank u so much for letting me to know these wonderful girls. meet my buddies, izzah from penang, athirah from shah alam and kelantanese, hanin. i fell in love with them during past five months. they are the ones who always wake me up, share some food, date with me during weekend, ice skating for the first time, participate in colour run, went picnic at kl, watching it at midnight-such a crazy thing . without them my life in cfs will be soooooo