rainbow tree.

As we grow up,
we learn that even the one person that wasn't supposed to ever let you down probably will.
You will have your heart broken probably more than once and it's harder every time. You'll break hearts too,
so remember how it felt when yours was broken.
You'll fight with your best friend.
You'll blame a new love for things an old one did.
You'll cry because time is passing too fast,
and you'll eventually lose someone you love.
So take too many pictures, laugh too much,
and love like you've never been hurt
because every sixty seconds you spend upset is a minute of happiness you'll never get back.

Don't be afraid that your life will end,
be afraid that it will never begin.

credits to the one and only,
i will always love you.
:)

^-^

tok loser...

ak tau ko nk msuk u ari ni..
syabas dak kecik, ari ni, anda sudah besar..haha..
wlupon u dekat nk mati ngn umah ko.
it's not fair, loser.

ak nk ckp gak, ak da tgk transformer yg ko suwo ak tgk sgtttttt tu.haha..boleh thn..

pstu, baek ko g lulus amik lesen ko ngn cepat.
(jgn dok slhkan jpj je)
klu tak, seyes ko loser weyh.

pstu nk ckp ag,
ari ni waney balik mlysia gak....
waaaa..
pagi ku dikejutkan oleh pnggilan yg buat ak jeles glew ngn dy. haha.

pstu, dsbabkan exam, fb ngn ym dikurgkn.
maaf la ye pkcik. ko pon da msuk u kn.

pstu, ak nk balik mlysia da..
oleh itu, sila tepati janji2 manis anda.... :P
(belanja, belanja, belanja) haha.

and to waney, yes, saya akn tuntut selendang2 ku dr mu. :)
have fun in malaysia,
i'll be joining u sooonnnn...

kepada kwn2 seperjuangan di sini,
x yah nk emo2 sgt ag..
jgn dok mimpi malaysia je,
sket je mase ag..struggle, struggle, and struggle,
then, we'll have a blast in malaysia.
(khas tok areqa yg trsayang)

and kepada hur, sila kmbali ke meja belajar anda. tima kaseh.

hahaha.

x leh bla.

yg pki mini skirt tu pon baca yassin dow..

mmg x leh bla.

quotes of the day

"baek ko bce buku sambil ko maen. ak tengok ko dari tadi maen. pegang buku pon jadi la."


"tu bukan gedik, tu sexi"


"tu bukan gedik, tu manja"


"sume laki same"


"memang la sme laki same, klu x same, pompoan la."


"tu sume mind setting je tu"


"tolong jangan nyanyi lagu ***** tu boleh x...nyampah.."


"nanti kat akhirat kan......"


"selagi dia x ckp dia suka, dia x suka la tu."


"nak skor medik ni senang je, bace je buku tu byk2."


"awak ni baek sangat la."


"muke awak nmpak kesian."


"asal awak pandang kte ? tau la kte gemok"


"aku redha je."


"awak, awak nak x klu bla bla bla bla..."


"eeeeeeeeeeeeee......pervert!!"


"letih la cmnih,,,haihhh.."


"malam ni jom study anat."


"in any relationship, it's all about accepting each other's flaws :)"


"penipu."


"paris tu kat italy"


"P.J tu Putere Jaya"


"baby, it's true, our love is fact"


lalalalala....

he caught my attention.

penat bce buku. byk gile muscle la, nerve la. ape la..
jadi, saya berehat seketika.
dan nadiah izzati telah memberi cadangan sebuah video sgt bagus...
and seriously, semua keresehan di jiwa, hilang begitu saja..
he is sooo great. 10 years learning bahasa melayu, kelate plak tu..that's amazing...
and he is cute :)
hrmmm,, agaknye,, i need 10 years to really master arabic? hrmmm..i wonder..



owh, kami sudah jumpa rumah!! thanks to furqan and akmal. you guys did helped us a lott!! and of course to my housemates to be.

alhamdulillah, satu masalah dah selesai.

now, all i got to do is focus on the upcoming exam...

and malaysia is waiting for me.

:)

nursy

meet athirah adnan,
my ex schoolmate in saujana form 2+3
my best friend forever.
a nurse- to- be.

yes, you can be my nurse and assistant. InsyaAllah.

owh, and yes thirah,,,
i'm still single and available and invisible.
i'm still the same old Hur,
and will always be.


p/s: dia suroh kim salam kat mamat2 hensem kat sini. jadi, mamat2 hensem di egypt ni, kwn saya athirah adnan kim slm. :)

ever wonder

a very touching one :(

A LITTLE MUSLIM FROM PALESTINE

I'll always be a contender

Yes, I know my bones are very tender

And by Allah you won't see me surrender

Look at my eyes? You'll see no butterflies

My home is filled with cries... due to all the lost lives

But I swear by Allah I'll never compromise

I'll still throw the stones even with my broken bones

Why can't I hear from you, don't you have any phones?

Ya I forgot, your not on the chase, try it out and put your self in my place

Soon I'll return to my lord , the one that deserves every grace

Oh you don't have to worry cause of me you'll find no trace

It really is to late, why did you wait?

You could have sent me at least one dinner plate

I guess it is my fate

And La Ilaha Illa Allah is my mate.

source: http://quranicverse99.tripod.com/pathtoparadise/id22.html

Scent Of Palastine, Scent Of Jannah. :)

Fahri :)

It was teacher's day a few days ago. So, i wrote a message on miss erma's wall. She taught me EST. The one who discovers my debating skill which turned out not to be very promising since i screwed the whole debate team. a spoiler i am. but let bygones be bygones.

I dare say that she is one of the best teacher that i've ever had. once, she read my essay and she cried. she told me that i wrote from the bottom of my heart. something that i actually really felt.
well, that explains why all my girlfriends asked me to write surat cinta for their respective boyfriends. i even wrote for their mothers on mother's day and for their fathers too. kalau wat business dlu untung gak en..haha.. but seriously, all those sweet words (sweeet ka?) really comes from the bottom of my heart. i don't lie as much as i don't want everyone else to lie to me too.

miss erma's newly born son is soo cute. and his name is Fahri. yes, as in Fahri ayat2 cinta. she told me the meaning of Fahri is "my pride". a very beutiful name indeed.

she loves that novel soo much, or maybe Fahri himself. she said she wants her son to become just like Fahri.

haihhh,,everyone loves Fahri. i mean, he is the best man yet. (after my abah of course) so i told miss erma how i wish that i'll find someone like Fahri.

so, she wrote me a long but yet a very meaningful message on my wall.


i'm sure your fahri exists as i have always believed that my fahri was out there waiting for me and eventually he did find me!

he's out there, i'm sure...i found mine at 28. when i finally found him, i've done everything i wanted as a single girl and i was so ready to settle down.

things'll work if you find e right person @ e right time. Wrong person @ e right time won't work,e right person@ e wrong time'll cause trouble.

So, don't worry and take your time. When in r'ship, you need to put him b4 yourself. If you haven't had enough of single life, then you'll be yearning for freedom forever.

i remember clearly, she used to tell me the story of her quest in searching for Mr Right. How she had a hard time dealing with her ex-boyfriends. It is not that easy i guess. There will always be obstacles if he is not for you. he could be mommy's boy la, immatured la..not serious la,, unfaithful or maybe his parents is the problem. whatever it is, if he' not for you, he will never be. no matter how deeply in love you are with each other. If he is for you, he will eventually be with you, though you're not that in love with him initially.

miss erma did find his "Fahri". An architect. *rawr* haha..lucky her. and yes, she is soo happy right now. happily ever after exists after all.

miss erma & her beloved hubby.

thank you miss erma. thank you so much. semoga berkekalan hingga ke anak cucu.

and about Fahri, i'll let you know if i found my own Fahri. Only Aisha deserves Fahri. To have Fahri, you have to be like Aisha. That is certainly not easy at all. Mama jangan prasaan. You are not the only Aishah here. In your case, Aishah deserves Azmi. haha..

And as for me, i've got a long way to go. Right now, i enjoy having fun with my beloved family and friends.. and struggling with medicine of course. nothing else matters. Just like what miss erma said,

"the right person, at the right time."
InsyaAllah.

thank you.

Thank you for the love you gave me.

For the bedtime stories you used to tell me

For the homeworks that we did together

The magic of your touch that heals my wound

The sleepless nights you spent taking care of me when i'm sick

How you always check on us at night to make sure we sleep safe and sound

Thank you for spanking me hard on my butt,

For I know I was so lazy to study, and naughty for sure

Thank you for keep on forcing me to read textbooks,

For I only interested in novels and story books

Thank you for always being there for me

For reading my diary accidentally :)

For not giving me too much freedom

At the same time giving me room to grow,

And understand that normal teenager like me tends to rebel at times,

When I only know how to enjoy life 24/7,

How I hate responsibilties,

How I hate hostel so much,

How I complained about all the teachers in the school,

Having problems to make new friends since we move a lot,

I cried everyday while talking to you in the phone,

And hope you come and take me away from all the miseries.

Thank you for not listening to me at that time

For you really know what is best for me

Thank you for visiting me at the hostel almost everyday,

Bringing me homecooked food,

Or sometimes just lepak with me at the school canteen,

With teh tarek of course.

How I really miss those days

How you came and helped me with mathematics which I despised, a lot.

Though home and hostel is just a few miles away,

How you motivates all my friends there,

The whole hostel knew you,

The muffins that you baked for all of us there,

How all of them love you,

And wanting you as their mothers,

How jealous I was,

For you are my only mother,

And no one else can have you except for me and those 3 gemoks. :)

And abah of course.

Thank you for because of you, I did well in my pmr exam.

Because of you, I get to the chance to study in mrsm muar

And met so many great people there,

And learnt so many things that I might not have if I was in a normal day school.

How to live independently,

How to not trust people 100%,

To follow my instincts,

To control my emotions,

It was in Muar that I had so many wonderful friends and teachers

And yes, it is all because of you.

Thank you for the time we spent together,

Could be the best time of my life,

Though I was a nervous wrecked waiting for my results.

How we baked muffins together,

Lepak at different restaurants almost everyday,

From nando's to mcd to mamak to marybrown,

And the days when hospital was our second home,

For mak ji was sick,

And we helped her for we love her so much.

Thank you.

For at that time, I realised that I am not a little girl anymore

That responsibilties are the essence of life

Along with problems and pain.

Yes, I admit, I complained a lot without you knowing that.

How I wish, I was still in school.

How I wish I never grow up.

Yes. It was unrealistic at all.

Thank you for helping me to decide,

How I was so confused,

Uia or Um?

You told me not to listen much to other people,

For once, to choose something because I want to,

Not to only fulfill other people's desires.

You told me that it is not the place that determines our success,

But success depends on our own selves.

It is because of you,

I am right here where I am sitting right now,

Blogging using this free laptop, (abah topup a little bit)

Living comfortably,

While fulfilling my dreams,

Though at times I felt like flying back to where I belong

For reading textbooks is still not my favourite,

It is because of you,

I am trying hard not to follow my emotions too much,

For you always tell me to not give up.

For dreams can be achieved,

If we keep on working hard,

And try again each time we stumble hard,

As long as we never lose our faith to Allah

Thank you for being my mama,

No matter how many words I described,

No matter how many lines I wrote,

No matter how many “thank you”s I put on this post,

The lists went on and on,

Nothing is precious as your love,

And I am going to hold on it for the rest of my life,

Insyaallah.

Thank you for everything, mama

Happy mother's day.

p/s: i know, my grammar is atrocious. again. but let me publish this post ea mama. credits to areqa gak. love ya dear :)

and yes, this girl inspired me.

.

Dr Areqa Arsof : hurmurturkurlurdursurwur ~
Dr Hur Azmi : apekah?
Dr Hur Azmi : bila kamu mahu naik
Dr Areqa Arsof : hahhah
Dr Areqa Arsof : kamu sedang buat ape ?
Dr Hur Azmi : saya sedang membaca buku pathology bersama kawan saya yg bernama irna
Dr Areqa Arsof : oh sungguh bagus anda dan rakan anda
Dr Areqa Arsof : ckp tahniah kepada irna
Dr Areqa Arsof : disebab kan irna ade disitu
Dr Areqa Arsof : saya tidak berasa gentar untuk melihat filem seram
Dr Areqa Arsof : kerana ekspresi muka irna yang blur
Dr Areqa Arsof : membuatkan saya berasa gembira semasa menonton nanti
Dr Areqa Arsof : inilah saya berasa semangat untuk menonton
Dr Hur Azmi : bilakah kamu mahu naik dan menonton filem seram bersama kami?
Dr Hur Azmi : iezzaty sedang menunggu mu
Dr Areqa Arsof : em kalau saya datang selepas anda sume bersedia boleh ?
Dr Areqa Arsof : terima ksih
Dr Hur Azmi : saya tidak perlukan irna untuk menonton filem seram
Dr Hur Azmi : sesungguhnya saya sangat berani
Dr Areqa Arsof : mengapakah ?
Dr Areqa Arsof : kamu tidak baik menipu
Dr Areqa Arsof : Allah sentiasa melihat ape yang kamu lakukan
Dr Hur Azmi : saya tidak menipu
Dr Hur Azmi : saya tidak pernah menjerit ketika menonton filem seram
Dr Hur Azmi : tidak seperti kawan2 saya yg laen
Dr Areqa Arsof : saya tahu
Dr Areqa Arsof : itu disebabakan kamu tidak melihat langsung
Dr Areqa Arsof : kamu hanya melihat muka saya aje
Dr Areqa Arsof : dan sibuk bertanya kepada saya
Dr Areqa Arsof : ape yang berlaku selepas ini
Dr Areqa Arsof : huh penat saya
Dr Hur Azmi : saya menonton filem tersebut kerana saya tahu jalan cerita nya lebih dari orang lain
Dr Areqa Arsof : =.=
Dr Areqa Arsof : tapi itu hanyalah rekaan semata mate
Dr Hur Azmi : itu hanya alasan bagi awak yang sedang ketakutan
Dr Hur Azmi : awak takut
Dr Hur Azmi : oleh itu, awak buat2 meng-explainkn cerita tersebut kepada saya
Dr Areqa Arsof : saya mengaku saya takut sikit je
Dr Areqa Arsof : tapi disebabkan ade irna
Dr Areqa Arsof : keberanian saya mengatasi ketakutan saya
Dr Hur Azmi : pembetulan: awak takut BANYAK
Dr Hur Azmi : baiklah
Dr Areqa Arsof : baiklah
Dr Areqa Arsof : kite jumpe nanti
Dr Hur Azmi : malam ini, segala-galanya akan terbongkar
Dr Hur Azmi : baik
Dr Hur Azmi : sila study
Dr Hur Azmi : nanti kita jumpa malam ini
Dr Areqa Arsof : sungguh takut
Dr Areqa Arsof : saya akan hadir tepat pukul 12am
Dr Areqa Arsof : tunggu saya
Dr Areqa Arsof : dan harap buka pintu
Dr Areqa Arsof : dahulu ok ?
Dr Hur Azmi : sesungguhnya saya tidak sabar menunggu saat itu
Dr Hur Azmi : baik
Dr Areqa Arsof : bagus bagus
Dr Areqa Arsof : itu lah yang saya mahukan
Dr Areqa Arsof : ok
Dr Areqa Arsof : terima kasih
Dr Areqa Arsof : selamat membaca
Dr Areqa Arsof : tata ~
Dr Hur Azmi : selamat membaca juga
Dr Hur Azmi : selamat tinggal

pada penghujungnya, mereka semua menonton filem seram tersebut kecuali saya. ini adalah kerana saya sudah menonton filem tersebut sebanyak 2 KALI. saya memasak di dapur untuk boom. saya masak seorang diri sahaja. jadi, saya sangat berani. :)

maaf di atas segala kesilapan tatabahasa. ngee.

p/s: kalau abang kachak xde, smeowg x nk tengok cerita seram. abg kachak hero kami!! *rawr*
i mean kakak kachak.

: )

Mrsm Muar Tatap Pujaanku. ",




the video above features my best-est, best-est fwens..hahaha..



and yg ni plak ktowg wat keje glew..lompat kat kolam.
yup. keje ktowg ble joging waktu petang.


tunggu saya balik ea! :)

p/s: hur tiada dlm video kerana sejak dari dulu smpi sekarang, hur is always a camera girl. never a model. xpe2. i'm the girl behind every gorgeous pics. :P

let's visit the gynae.

a few months ago, (i don't actually remember when, hur sgt nyanyok), went to see a gynae.

ah, before you guys get it all wrong, i went there to accompany my friend. she had this situation which i don't think i have to describe it here in details. let's just put it like this. she had this minor "girls" problem. full stop.

i've been babbling to her since forever to make her sees a gynae. which she usually have this excuse that she already went to a clinic in malaysia.

well, here a good advice. when it comes to something that is not a fever, not a flu, something that is, i assume it is a LITTLE BIT serious. i insist, GO AND SEE A SPECIALIST. a clinic doctor, usually, i said, USUALLY, knows little.

call me a paranoid. i am. after all, prevention is better than cure. it's ok to pay more before things get out of hands.

alhamdulillah, she finally listened to me. so, we went to a private hospital here and seek for a gynae's advice.

to make long story short, this doc asked my friend to do a few tests.
ultrasound. and a hormone test.

ah yes. my favourite part. you see, i had actually never saw an ultrasound machine before. and yes, i'm kind of curious about the whole thing. so, there i was, like somekind of a freaky mother, trying so hard to see how the ultrasound machine works.



oh and yes. i suddenly felt like i was her mother because she said so. haihh. you're missing your mother too much i guess, dear fwen.

it's obvious. no baby ok. : P

i felt like i was in a practical class. it's not an easy job. in my friend's case, she had to do it three times. she didn't took a lot of fluid that day. her urinary bladder cannot be seen. so, we have to run to a nearby kedai runcit to buy a big bottle of mineral.

so, in the end, i did have fun visiting the gynae. i did asked some questions to the gynae himself. it's pretty obvious that somehow, i am much interested in this matter than my friend. i couldn't help it.

and as for my friend, her problem seems to solve now. you can now go and marry someone without any complication at all. kidding. *wink*

note:
to those girls out there, make health as your number one priority. eat well. live well. pray well. any complication at all, do not hesitate to see a doctor. your actions today, might change your future, forever.

i love you.

got an email from mama. and i have to admit. it was a very touching one. :(

Suatu hari seorang bayi siap untuk dilahirkan ke dunia...

Dia bertanya kepada Tuhan : 'Para malaikat disini mengatakan bahawa besok Engkau akan mengirimkan saya ke dunia, tetapi bagaimana cara saya hidup di sana; saya begitu kecil dan lemah?'

Dan Tuhan menjawab: 'Aku telah memilih satu malaikat untukmu. Ia akan menjaga dan mengasihimu '

Bayi bertanya lagi: 'Tetapi di sini; di dalam syurga ini, apa yang saya lakukan hanyalah bernyanyi, bermain dan tertawa...Inikan sudah cukup bagi saya untuk berbahagia.'

'Malaikatmu akan bernyanyi dan tersenyum untukmu setiap hari. Dan kamu akan merasakan kehangatan cintanya dan menjadi lebih berbahagia'

'Dan bagaimana bisa saya mengerti disaat orang-orang berbicara kepada saya jika saya tidak mengerti bahasa mereka?'

'Malaikatmu akan berbicara kepadamu dengan bahasa yang paling indah yang pernah kamu dengar; dan dengan penuh kesabaran dan perhatian. Dia akan mengajar kepadamu cara berbicara.'

'Dan apa yang akan saya lakukan saat saya ingin berbicara kepadaMu ?'

'Malaikatmu akan mengajarkan bagaimana cara kamu berdoa'

'Saya mendengar bahawa di Bumi banyak orang jahat. Siapa yang akan melindungi saya ?

'Malaikatmu akan melindungimu; walaupun hal tersebut mungkin akan mengancam jiwanya'

'Tapi, saya pasti akan merasa sedih kerana tidak melihatMu lagi'

'Malaikatmu akan menceritakan kepadamu tentang Aku, dan akan mengajarkan bagaimana agar kamu bisa kembali kepadaKu; walaupun sesungguhnya Aku akan sentiasa disisimu'

Disaat itu, Syurga begitu tenang dan heningnya sehingga suara dari Bumi dapat terdengar, dan sang bayi bertanya perlahan

'Tuhan, jika saya harus pergi sekarang, bisakah Kamu memberitahuku nama malaikat tersebut?'

'Kamu akan memanggil malaikatmu itu: 'IBU '

Ingatlah sentiasa kasih sayang dan pengorbanan ibu. Berbakti, berdoa dan cintailah dia sepanjang masa... Dialah sesatunya harta yang tiada galang gantinya dunia akhirat...

Dan untuk para ibu, ingatlah kisah ini dikala kamu hilang sabar dengan karenah anak-anak yang sedang membesar...sesunggu h nya Syurga itu dibawah telapak kakimu...

Sucikanlah 4 hal dengan 4 perkara :

1) Wajahmu dengan linangan air mata keinsafan,

2) Lidahmu basah dengan berzikir kepada Penciptamu,

3) Hatimu takut dan gementar kepada kehebatan Rabbmu, dan dosa-dosa yang silam

4) Di sulami dengan taubat kepada Dzat yang Memiliki mu.'


thanks mama. and it's not just a phrase. oh, and yes, have i told you lately that i love you? :)

p/s: despite of our perbezaan warna kulit,, she's my truly biological mother. ok. harap
maklum :p

A picture is worth a thousand words and the truths?

kene tag ngn afiq. so, here is my dekstop pic. yes. kampung ku tersayang. sebelah abah.
yg mama punye xde pic lorr.. hur balik mlysia t, hur tngkap byk2 plak kampung mama k. :)

why this pic?

• haiyoo..tringt kampung maaaaa.....mcm2 kenangan.
• klu time musim durian...seyes byk gle durian bergolek-golek.. heaven.
• ade badminton court kt situ.
• nmpk x ad kete merah..bukn kete proton saga..yg lagi satu tu.. that one is my arwah atuk's car. very antique.
• this house sgt2 la exotic. tell me, who is lucky enough to have a kampung as gorgeous as this one.
• kampung ni ad poghan as what owang kampong den suko bonar cakap. kind of mcm kalau dulu2 tompek anak2 dagho melepak. skang ni da xdo da. kadang2 ado kelawar situ. best owwww...
• where our family days take place every single year. missed it last year. haihh...
• ade kete naza kat situ...haihh.. da lme x naek. abah da patut bg hur drive kete tu. i'm not a little girl anymore..lalala...
• evrytime kalau ade owg usyar laptop ku ini, diowg mesti tertarik dgn wallpaper dekstop ni. i couldn't help but being a little bit proud gak la of my kampong. (hur x baek riak)
• waaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.. encik bulan lapan, sila datang cepat ye! :)

skang ni saya nak tag:

ruby
hazwani
harith loser
umairah

yang ni pon afiq tag gak. haihh..da lme x maen tag2 ni.

100 truths..la sgt...

01. Name ? Hur Azmi
002. Nickname(s)? Hur. as if boleh dpendekkan lagi je.
004. Zodiac sign ? Virgo
005. Male or female ? Female
006. Elementary ? byk la. ade 4. malas la nk list down.
007. Middle School ? byk gak. ad 2.
008. High School ? MRSM Muar
009. College School ? ade 3. haha. KSP, UM, Alexandria University.
010. Hair color ? duh.
011. Long or short ? define short.
012. Loud or Quiet ? haha. both.
013. Sweats or Jeans ? baju kurung? haha.....
014. Phone or Camera ? Camera. da ilang. :(
015. Health freak ? memang pon.
016. Drink or Smoke? ? astaghfirullah hal azim. :)
017. Do you have a crush on someone?? ermmm..
018. Eat or Drink ? both
019. Piercings ? klu kt tlinga kire x?
020. Tattoo ? nop



FIRSTS:
023. First piercing ? mse kecik. x ingt.
024. First best friend ? huhu..a chinese girl infront of my house, and an indian boy sebelah umah. multiracial kot.
025. First award ? singing tyme drjah satu?
026. First crush ? wahaha..sejarah silam.
027. First pet ? Tuah.
028. First big vacation ? Phukettt
030. First big birthday ? mse kecik2. x ingt pon.




CURRENTLY:
049. Eating ? iez bru blik dr green plaza, beli cinnabon..woohoo
050. Drinking ? sky juice sudeyh
052. I'm about to ? solat
053. Listening to ? bebelan iez
054. Plans for today ? tido awl. bgun awl.
055. Waiting for ? ermmmm.byk bnde.


YOUR FUTURE:
058. Want kids?? sebanyak yg boleh..lalala
059. Want to get married?? when the time comes.
060. Careers in mind ? paediatric or O&G specialist



WHICH IS BETTER IN THE BOY/GIRL YOU LIKE?
068. Lips or eyes ? eyes..big ones. haha.
070. Shorter or taller? ? tall. duh.
072. Romantic or spontaneous ? x kesa. as long as it comes from the bottom of his heart. ok trlebuh jiwang.
073. Nice stomach or nice arms ? wth?
074. Sensitive or loud ? snsitive.
075. Hook-up or relationship ? rlationship
076. Trouble maker or hesitant ? x kesa.

HAVE YOU EVER:
080. Lost glasses/contacts ? x gune pon
081. Ran away from home ? hahaha.
082. Held a gun/knife for self defense ? being paranoid je ad la.
083. Killed somebody ? hrmmm

084. Broken someone's heart ? hope not.
085. Been arrested ? budak baek
087. Cried when someone died ? x nk ingt pon psl tu.



DO YOU BELIEVE IN:
089. Yourself ? sometimes
091. Love at first sight ? haha.never.
092. Heaven ? sure
093. Santa Claus ? haha.
094. Tooth Fairy? used to.
095. Kiss on the first date ? astaghfirullah hal azim.. :)



ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:
097. Is there one person you want to be with right now →beloved ones kat malaysia
098. Are you seriously happy with where you are in life → bersyukur but i want more. insyaallah
099. Do you believe in God → allah. yes.
100. Post as 100 truths and tag 20 people → no, thanks. :)

is it you?

I'm looking for a lover not a friend
Somebody who can be there when I need someone to talk to
I'm looking for someone who won't pretend
Somebody not afraid to say the way they feel about you

And I'm looking for someone who understands how I feel,
Someone who can keep me real and who knows always
The way I like to have it my way
And I'm looking for someone who takes me there,
Wants to share, shows he cares
Thinking your the one that I've been waiting for

Is it you? is it you?
Maybe you're the one I've been waiting for
Could you be the one for me?
Could you be the one I need?

I'm looking for someone to share my pain (Uh)
Someone who I can run to, who would stay with me when it rains
Someone who I can cry with trough the night
Someone who I can trust who's heart is right
And I'm looking for someone

**And I'm looking for someone who understands how I feel,
Someone who can keep me real and who knows always
The way I like to have it my way
And I'm looking for someone who takes me there,
Wants to share, shows he cares
Thinking your the one that I've been waiting for

Is it you? is it you?
Maybe you're the one I've been waiting for
Could you be the one for me?
Could you be the one I need?

Don't Take for grant
How much I care (How much I care)
And appreciates that I'm there
Someone who listens
And someone I can call who isn't afraid of thought to share

Is it you? is it you?
Maybe you're the one I've been waiting for
Could you be the one for me?
Could you be the one I need?

ok. back to nasyeed. :p

my top 10 list.

bagaimana menenangkan hatiku yang lara..

9. go for a lonnnnnnnnnnggggg walk outside...
8. staring at the deep blue sea.
7. lepak kat rooftop..when there's no else there.
6. a great novel.
5. gelak ketawa rakan-rakan
4. ice-cream+chocolate+caramel dan yg sewaktu dgnnya..
3. heart breaking songs,, in severe cases,, i sing my heart out.
2. diary.
1. mama's pep talk.

yup. and nothing works effectively like number 1.

right after i told her my result (credits to the-so-called yahoo messenger),
her response is quite unbelievable,,,

Mama: x gi celebrate ke

and i was like...

Hur Azmi : clbrate ???
Hur Azmi : ma,, ap yg nk d clebrate

i told her that i was terok,,, sgt terok.
lower than average.
at the bottom kot.
and yet,,

Mama: kan semua b 1 c tu okay lah
Mama: tak pe insyaalh ade room for improvement
Mama: wey semua nanti nak maintain parah tau
Mama: long distance runer mane pecut awal2.nanti habis tamina

and i was like,,,

Hur Azmi: i guess you're right

Mama: i know i am right
Mama: jadi hur ambil iktibar camne cara nak study lagi efficient
Mama: ma2 tanya hur disappointed ngan results hur ke

haihh..sape la yg x...owg yg dapat byk a pon leh kecewa..

Hur Azmi: hur x nk fail je
Hur Azmi: alhamdulillah hur x fail

Mama: so the next exams jngn main2 buat btol2,insyaallah klu x nak disappointed agi

deep down,,,i am quite disappointed.very.but then,, padan ngn muka ak..maen2 ag...hahaha...
guess i know better now..hope so.

thank you.
each word soothes me,,like no other.
and you know i will never express my disappointment to someone else.
and i
will work + try harder.
insyaallah.

and mama is definitely right. long runner x pecut awal2. nanti abis stamina. but in my case, i'm always slow..klu jog pon mmg kat belakang..stamina mmg sikit,,

yes, i am slow,
but i'll never stop.
never.

definitely.maybe.

http://xhansx.blogspot.com/

i've been following his blog for months.

anyway, the blogger's name is dr hannan. graduated from moscow. right now doing his housemanship kat klantan...engaged already..haihh...i'm not usyar-ing him anyway...haha..

btw, mmg salute this guy for having time to update his blog despite of the hecticness of his job. helps us a lot as it gives a rough idea of "what-comes-next-after-egypt".

read it. it's worth your time.

saya tidak mahu berlagak

yup. saya x nk berlagak,,
tapi saya rasa bangga gak la.
infact, i'm really proud of myself...

sebab
sebab
sebab
sebab
sebab
SEBAB
SEBAB

hur officially da pandai masak,,
gulai ayam lemak cili api...
lalala..
it tastes as good as it sounds.
trust me.
i won't lie..huhuu..
tho it's not cili api, instead cili mesir,
and it is pedas glew nak mati..
huhu..
what to do, anak jati negeri sembilan yg buat an...
ok, i'm not jati negeri sembilan,
but both of my parents are,
that makes me a negeri sembilanian too..

and today, i definitely prove it.

i know, semua orang da reti da masak bnde alah ni. it's like sooo yesterday.. tapi x pe r.. ingt senang ke.

wlupon sejak2 ni ada banyak dugaan,
laptop mereng,
getting more emo than usual,
losing someone that i really luf, forever..
al-fatihah.

but with so many friends i have right now,
they definitely know how to make me feel better.
well, at least for temporary.
thanks friends.

p/s:

next mission=masak rendang..lalala...

cepat la, cepat la...

nak balik, nak balik, nak balik...

lalalala..

dah banyak benda tertinggal ni,
need to get updated balik with things that i'd missed.


haihh..rindu bebenor den ni ha. those pics are taken at abah's kebun. used to go there with abah, whenever we're at kampong. it's abah's favourite hangout place. and since there is no boys in our family, i have always been his faithful friend. yes, i know,, kebun tends to bore me a lott..
what do you expect? abah keeps on questioning me...A LOTT

"hur, ni pokok ape?"
"hur rse, bpe lama pokok ni leh bsar?"
"cbe teka ade bpe byk pokok yang abah dah tanam?"

and he has this famous story of his. about his old memories with his dad. how he falls in love in this kind of stuff. how much his kebun means to him.

and of course, i was not there just to listen to his stories. i did some of the works there too. you name it. from baja pokok, to tanam pokok, and potong rumput, plus kutip buah yang da masak and sometimes help abah to pasang the pagar..as there are lots of babi kat situ. not just that kind of babi. if you know what i mean. (hur, jaga mulot).

and mama sometimes tends to complain. on how i seldomly help her in kitchen, because i was at abah's kebun. on how anak dara is not suppose to do those kind of things. what will orang kampong cakap. tak manis la. x sopan la. and her unsatisfaction is well conveyed to abah of course.

maybe that is why i am not that interested in masak at first. (at first je ea, because i'm getting myself to it). because i was not trained in the kitchen. but that is definitely not an excuse. since abah is the greatest cook of all. seriously. i should say that mama is the luckiest woman on earth for having a husband like abah. not because he is my abah. but because he could be the greatest man alive. though he tends to be busy now and then. even his weekends are taken away, outstations here and there. meeting everywhere. lots and lots of functions. (trust me, i don't even want to be his secretary). but i know, if he could choose, this situation is definitely not one of his option. it is for our own sakes. and mama definitely drags me to the kitchen everyday. so, in the nutshell, all the blames are on me.

mama should be relief as i am now turning to become a proper girl. no need to act like abah's son, because the truth is, he has none. and i have always trying to be one, because i thought that could makes him happy. but i forget, it's not a son that he needs, but his own children, inheriting his own blood, to be by his side no matter what. it doesn't matter whether it's a girl or a boy.

but that doesn't stops me from going to abah's kebun for sure. it's just a matter of balancing my time at kampung to help my abah and my mama. yes, a busy person i am.

now, that my 3 not so little sisters had grown up, they understand the importance of abah's kebun too. since i was not there, they should be helping abah and mama. even if i was there, they should be doing the same. and this pictures taken from one of my sis's myspace proves it. and i can see that you guys are turning out BIG alright. probably bigger than myself. no offense ea.

and yes, kebun is not only a place for picnic, or where you can enjoy the breathtaking sceneries, or eating the delicious fruits planted.

it's where dreams and goals are planted.
and it grows with love and care.
and you can't do it alone.
with patience and sincerity,
not to mention plain hardworks,
the dreams, will one day,
turn out to be realities.
and i really believe in this, without doubt,
because abah and mama had taught me well.

p/s: i love you. =)

the music won't last

mama loves to forward sweet emails for me. those emails are really precious as it's probably the only thing that keeps me in touch with her, with the exception of ym.
but there is this one email that i found very interesting..

This is a poem written by a teenager with cancer.
She wants to see how many people get her poem.
It is quite the poem. Please pass it on
This poem was written by a terminally ill young girl in a New York Hospital .
It was sent by a medical doctor

SLOW DANCE


Have you ever
watched kids
On a merry- go-round?
Or listened to
the rain
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a
butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading
night?
You better slow down.
Don't dance so
fast.
Time is short.
The music won't
last.
Do you run through each day
On the
fly?
When you ask How are you?
Do you hear the
reply?
When the day is done
Do you lie in your
bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through
your head?
You'd better slow down
Don't dance so
fast.
Time is short.
The music won't
last.
Ever told your child,
We'll do it
tomorrow?
And in your haste,
Not see
his
sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good
friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call
and say,'Hi'
You'd better slow down.
Don't dance
so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't
last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere
You
miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry
through your day,
It is like an unopened
gift....
Thrown away.
Life is not a
race.
Do take it slower
Hear the
music
Before the song is over.

it is ironic how some people appreciate life when it is about to end. and no matter how many times we are reminded about it, we keep on forgetting that life is short. at the end of the day, we regret on things that we should have done, things that we shouldn't do, things that we did. if life is all about regretting, what's the point of living?

moral of the story:
do the crazy things that you want, go and chase your dreams, tell your beloved ones how much you love them, just enjoy every second of your life,, before it's too late.

and yes,
the music won't last,
hear the music,
before the song is over.