The Warrior Princess

    C
  Nigina
     Em      
  Apakah yang membara
     Dm
  Di hati kecilmu
    F              C
  Kini kau terharu sayu
 

      C
  Nigina
        Em
  Gadis timang dimanja
  Dm   
  Membelai rindu
    F                C
  Melagu harapan seribu
 

      C
  Nigina
       Em   
  Ke sini dan ke sana
      Dm
  Kekosongan menyiksa
    F                  C
  Robohnya persada bahagia

     Dm    
  Potret dan waktu
       G
  Mengusik dikalbu
       C
  Mencuit sendu
       Dm
  Kau anak semesta
      G                C
  Impikan keindahan berjuta

        F             Dm
  Oh… oh… malam meratapi
           F           Em      G
  Lembaran tragedi laramu ini

           C
  Kian dilamun ilusi
          A#      A
  Kian membakar diri
         Dm            G
  Kau ibarat kuntum bersemi
           C
  Menunggu mentari
           A#       A
  Memancar fitrah pagi
          Dm           G
  Agar mimpi sucimu abadi

How do you like the items above? Ha! If you’re getting married soon or just wanna get a gift for ur loved ones and friends, drop by M’s Touch @ Golden Landmark @ #01-21. And yes, that’s the young entrepenuer, Fiz.

ooh yes.. everyone’s so interested to know who i’m dating. It’s none other than Taufik Batisah!

Yes, he is way too young for me. But hey, i can teach him a thing or two right.. Other than the singing lessons held every wk, we do go to movies and go for walks on the beach. We just need to hide here, hide there when we walk. He doesn’t like being spotted. Esp by the media. It’s way too much hassle. So, most of the time, we’ll hang out at Bukit Batok.  Won’t tell you where exactly.
His brothers are really nice. His mum no longer have to work. So she normally will cook his fav dish! Asam pedas!!
I have a new hobby now. Skateboarding. Haha! And you won’t believe this! Taufik adores Michael Jackson. And so do I!! His dream was to be like MJ. LOL! Hope he makes it big one day.. He’ll make all of us proud. I’m proud of him. Good luck, Taufik!

Took two days leave. Fri and sat. Sun i’m rest day. Mon i’m off. Power lah! Didn’t even know.. Ha! Should have planned a quick getaway. But no.. here i am at home, blogging. Like how my fren says it, "Bodok..!" 

Yesterday, I bought a book by Paul Coelho - The Zahir. It was a best seller. I hope it was a good buy. The last book i read (The Alchemist) from the same author, i finished reading it in less than a week. Don’t know if it was a good choice to buy from the same author. I just badly need a read lah. Harry Potter was still too dear. Heh! => I wanted to try V.S Naipaul. Any good recommendations?

Maybe i can make some income out of my collection of books. Who thinks that’s a good idea?? Can i see a raise of hands please..

:: Any of you out there wants to buy my white Adidas jacket or white Adidas watch? ;P ::

Maybe I should just sell off everything i own..

He waited.. patiently for his girlfriend to get ready.
He saw.. her parents at the <void deck>.
They were.. walking head-on.
He reckoned.. if he should go up and say hi.
He contemplated.. for a second; decided not to.
They were.. chatting up with strangers at the <shop>.
He watched.. from a distance.
He noticed.. the common traits his girlfriend and her parents had.
It always.. excites him to observe her parents.
He longed.. to be able to talk to them.
But he knew.. it was not the time yet.
He was.. dubious where they were going.
Oblivious to him.. that they had seen him before.
He sat.. and waited for his lovely girlfriend at a <corner>.

She came.. they went.
Lunch.. Mee Kuah.. Bus ride.. Movie tickets.
Quality time.. Teh Tarek & Prata.. Movies.. Roti John.. Home.

It was.. their first anniversary.
She smiled.. and kissed him goodnight.
They gazed.. into each other’s eyes.
Tears formed.. in her eyes.
"Parting.. is such sweet sorrow".
He told her.. how great she was.
How pretty.. hot and sexy she was.
Her cuteness.. and naughtiness.
He knew.. they were meant for each other.
She knew.. they were made for each other.
He was.. so proud of her.
When he.. got home, all he could think of was her.
It was.. a great day they both had.
Great year.. they both had.
She was.. his angel.

                              ~ I’ve never felt like this before ~
                       ~ Can’t say that you don’t make me hot ~
                      ~ I’m wanting some of what you got, babe ~
                              ~ I’ve never felt like this before ~
                     ~ I’m loving every minute of it, don’t stop ~
                                   ~ You are all I ever want ~

Patience is fighting all that nafs (ego) like. There are three types of patience.
First, patience with physical discomforts - such as getting up on cold mornings for prayer, having cold water for shower (but you’d better have shower in the morn before you start stenching up the whole mrt! Doesn’t matter when was the last time you had one but once you hit the bed, you’d better have another), waiting in line (the infamous queue for the Hello Kitty dolls), being uncomfortable during illness, completing difficult tasks, and so forth.
Second, patience to refrain from forbidden things. When you look at a woman, for example, say, " O- My nafs! This is my sister! How can i look at her with bad eyes? (Note this, tuan-tuan.) And SMOKING! It is unlovely to Allah. It is Makruh. Yet we’re doing it. Why?
I wanna touch abit more on this.. As an ex-smoker, i realize that smoking is a total waste of money, a useless indulgence and that inhaling the smoke did not make one full or healthy. Org yg membazir itu adalah saudara syaitan. (Bau pun busuk!) Let’s face it! Smoking really endangers lives. (Try hanging out at GH (National Heart Centre) and you’ll know what i mean) Not only your own. But also the others around you. If I can quit it, so can you. Call me a Quitter! I don’t care. At least I’m not self-centred. It’s for the good of everyone… I’d like to thank those around me, who have been really supportive. Namely, Nura(syikin), Sue, Fil, Fiz and Raihan. I’m sure the others would be behind me too, once they know!
Third, patience with the people who trouble you. There was a time, when there was a ‘minor’ conflict at work. I said minor cos it had long been resolved or simply a matter of tolerating the others who trouble you. We are the minority, we can’t have everything laid out for us. None will back us up. No matter how much you "bodek/ass-licking/carry/suck up" to the Boss..! (I really don’t have such a trait) Dream on bro! This is the real world. Any mistakes made, all fingers will point at you. Small mistakes made, the whole office got to know abt it. Thanks to the advancement of technology, we have e-mail!

Patience my friend, Allah is with us.

Patience is the most necessary thing in the life of a man. If a man has hold of patience, all goodness is with him. Allah’s eyes are on you.. Will you be patient?

Insya Allah..

"When you become (a true) Muslim, you don’t look at a man as being black, brown, red, yellow. You look at him as being a man." - Malcolm X.

The colour of one’s skin does not reflect what kind of person you are, rather that one’s actions reflect the quality of a person. We need to be taught the right Way Of Life. We must teach and guide our children. Start now! Why must there be hatred against other races?? Heard of the saying, "Do not judge a book by its cover"? Do not stereotype your neighbours by their colour. Learn to love them and they’ll love you in return. The solution to the racial problems lies in the mind of the people, not segregation.

All human beings should be respected as human beings, regardless of their colour. Let us together make this world a better place.. Let’s!

top 10 pet peeves:

1. people who choose not to bathe in the morning and make the whole mrt stink!
2. when pple make simple english language (spoken) such a headache. it’s more of a problem of literally not understanding the complexities of eng. People who cannot pronounce a word properly, but continue to use the word. eg. blueberry=bumberry/bluebelly or immediately=IM-mee-djiet-ly.
3. people who walk slow.
4. animal cruelty.
5. people who don’t use their signals.
6. no toilet paper in public restrooms.
7. people who are ignorant and racists.
8. people talking at the movies.
9. i hate the sound of silverware clanking on plates.
10. i hate it when i make stupid mistakes.

why do i call myself xena when i am not in a single bit a warrior myself?? i shall call myself CryBaby instead. at every chance i’ll drop a tear. but i appear audacious or dauntless. i tell you, that’s how it is, i want to appeal as fearless as possible. esp in front of friends who are way younger. i wanna be the one taking care of them.

but being the youngest girl in the family, there was this perception that i was a pampered child. but i wanna believe that wasn’t so. i felt that my brother was more pampered than i was. here’s my story:

maybe i’ll start by introducing myself. my mum engendered the name ann. so the name, ann, was brought into existence at probably the age of seven. i was running ard with my fellow peeps playing catching at the void deck. and then i hear.. "Nuraiin!", but being a child that i was, i continued playing. then it came again, this time louder. "Nuraiin…!!!".. still i ignore it. "Nur ayain.. balik!! dah pukul brapa ni!!… Yainnnn… annnn!!" this time, my peeps got worried, so they said, "eh, late already ah, go home ah. tmrw we continue" (translated lah). that was how i got my name.