Dare to DREAM!

20 Aug 2011

Sharing My Words

Assalamu’alaikum :D

Hi. After it’s been ages I became such a passive tumblr-er (I don’t know how the owner of tumbler usually be called), now I’ve finally come back to post my life story. Anyone ever miss me? *kicked off*

Well, I’m surely not willing to write and tell all things happen to me during that time. Cause it’ll need a big big space, of course. Beside, nothing ever changes in me. Still being a third grader of senior high school who’s going to face the national examination and collage entrance test next year (whoaa, I, myself, even haven’t realized it), still facing difficulty to deal with the school assignments, and yeah still doing other activities an ordinary girl usually does.

But this moment, I want to share some words that came from my mind and were made for my own self. They were actually created as my personal advice to keep me struggle in my little-complicated life. Haha. I won’t say I am now having a great and serious problem because It’ll sound really pathetic. In spite of that, I believe in my self that I’m soon gonna solve it and throw it far far away from life.

Alright, here then come the words…

Well, just let be as how it should be.

No need to force anything, nor to kill it directly.

Make it calm, then it’s gonna flow like the water gently does.

Sometimes you feel hurt, of course.

But, keep in mind that you, your own self, are just a temporary place it pays a visit.

It could either stay long, or oppositely just for a moment.

Hence, nothing to be regretted or blame.

Just try to enjoy every single spot it flows into,

whether it gets you smile, cry, or even want to die.

(Hahaha. Noooo, absolutely not that way.)

Believe me, it won’t ever make you pathetically desperate that you decide to end your precious life.

…

You know?

All the bitter sweet moments are only willing to teach you one thing.

Yes, nothing except a maturity.

uhuk..uhuk..*coughing*

For your information, whenever I read the words above, I feel like my pain’s eased entirely. After the ‘problem’ (i didn’t suppose to tell you what it is. It’s privacy. xixi) burdened me for about 2 weeks (quiet long, isn’t it?), I am now able enough to control my self and defend that problem. Thus, if you probably experience the same problem with me, I will be glad to know that my words can ease your pain too :’>

I think, that’s all I can share with you through this post. Sorry, if you may get confused and respond like ”what’s this girl talking about, huh?”. I just want to express myself due to the Right that allows everyone to freely express his/her own feeling or mind. So, see you in the next post! Bye!

2 May 2011

simplyhasanah:

krisatan:

Health:

Drink plenty of water.

Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince and dinner like a beggar.

Eat more foods that grow on trees and plants and eat less food that is manufactured in plants.

Live with the 3 E’s - Energy, Enthusiasm and Empathy

Play more games.

Read more books than you did in 2010.

Sit in silence for at least 10 minutes each day.

Sleep for 7 hours.

Take a 10-30 minutes walk daily. And while you walk, smile.

Personality:

Don’t compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey is all about.

Don’t have negative thoughts or things you cannot control. Instead invest your energy in the positive present moment.

Don’t over do. Keep your limits.

Don’t take yourself so seriously. No one else does.

Don’t waste your precious energy on gossip.

Dream more while you are awake.

Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.

Forget issues of the past. Don’t remind your partner with his/her mistakes of the past. That will ruin your present happiness.

Life is too short to waste time hating anyone. Don’t hate others.

Make peace with your past so it won’t spoil the present.

No one is in charge of your happiness except you.

Realize that life is a school and you are here to learn. Problems are simply part of the curriculum that appear and fade away like algebra class but the lessons you learn will last a lifetime.

Smile and laugh more.

You don’t have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.

Society:

Call your family often.

Each day give something good to others.

Forgive everyone for everything.

Spend time with people over the age of 70 & under the age of 6.

Try to make at least three people smile each day.

What other people think of you is none of your business.

Your job won’t take care of you when you are sick. Your friends will. Stay in touch.

Life:

Do the right thing!

Get rid of anything that isn’t useful, beautiful or joyful.

However good or bad a situation is, it will change.34. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.

The best is yet to come.

Your Inner most is always happy. So, be happy.

2 May 2011

When someone takes my food without asking me

Hahaha, it’s kinda true.

(via leilaaaaaaa)

13 Apr 2011

Peace be upon you, Brothers and Sisters. :D: Did we get a bill from Allah swt?

muslimsociety:

A man reached 70 years of age and was affected by a disease which made him unable to urinate. The doctors told him that he needs an operation to cure the disease. He agreed to do the operation as the problem was giving him severe pain for days. When the operation was completed the doctor gave him…

13 Apr 2011

Passe o mouse.

toxicblood:

(Source: ressurgir, via leenabaleena)

14 Mar 2011

bavarde:

never-never land (by takay)

14 Mar 2011

This! Pretty well describing my condition right now. A WEEK OFF. yuhuu! :D

(via ksyed-deactivated20110401)

11 Mar 2011

muslimgirl:

voulezvouz:

coolerthanicecubes:

A young man was getting ready to graduate college. For many months he
had admired a beautiful sports car in a dealer’s showroom, and knowing
his father could well afford it, he told him that was all he wanted.

As Graduation Day approached, the young man awaited signs that his
father had purchased the car. Finally, on the morning of his graduation
his father called him into his private study.

His father told him how proud he was to have such a fine son, and told
him how much he loved him. He handed his son a beautiful wrapped gift
box. Curious, but somewhat disappointed the young man opened the box and found a lovely, leather-bound Holy Qur’an.

Angrily, he raised his voice at his father and said, “With all your
money you give me a Holy Qur’an?” and stormed out of the house, leaving
the Holy book. He never contacted his father again for long long time. Many years passed and the young man was very successful in business. He
had a beautiful home and wonderful family, but realized his father was
very old, and thought perhaps he should go to him. He had not seen him
since that graduation day.

Before he could make arrangements, he received a telegram telling him
his father had passed away, and willed all of his possessions to his son.
He needed to come home immediately and take care of things. When he
arrived at his father’s house, sudden sadness and regret filled his
heart. He began to search his father’s important papers and saw the
still new Holy Qur’an, just as he had left it years ago.

With tears, he opened the Holy Qur’an and began to turn the pages. As he
read those words, a car key dropped from an envelope taped behind the
Holy Qur’an. It had a tag with the dealer’s name, the same dealer who
had the sports car he had desired. On the tag was the date of his
graduation, and the words PAID IN FULL.

How many times do we miss ALLAH blessings because they are not packaged as we expected?

*sobs*

I want this Sabha ♥_♥

(Source: heartofabeliever, via leilaaaaaaa)

26 Jan 2011

yasirmukhtar:

Allah SWT always has 3 replies to our prayers;

1. Yes

2. Yes, but not now

3. I have a better plan for you.

There’s never a No

(Source: abumuhammad91, via sarahfauzianisa)

14 Jan 2011

When Shaytan reminds you of your past, remind him of his future.

ksyed:

mendmyheart:

I needed to read this.

i need this so much right now.

(Source: theworldofislam, via thebeautyofislam)

29 Dec 2010

Grandpa:

												My dearest grandson, I think, there's no more expectation for my life that I can survive from this cancer. So from now on, I want you to continue my farm and take care of it well.

Grandson:

												Oh, don't say like that, Grandpa. I'm sure you will recover soon. Believe in me. (Actually, what he says in his deep heart is "Yeah, I will get the heritage faster. Yahoo")

Grandpa:

												Everything in my farm, cattle, villages, tractors, are all for you. Please, I trust you to maintain them seriously when I'm gone.

Grandson:

												Alright, Grandpa. I'd try my best to do that. But, where is your farm? I've never known it.

Grandpa:

												In my facebook, FarmVille. I'll give you my password then.

Granson:

												...

												lol.lol.lol xD

(source:

												KA's magazine)

16 Dec 2010

A Promise

Couple days ago, before I have this vacation, I promised to do ‘something’ to ‘someone’. Hm yeah, sorry I can’t tell you further about that, because it’s kind of my privacy. But, what I want to share with you is how I feel being haunted just because a promise.

I know that during my 16 years and 4 days, I’ve been promising many things to the people whom I socialize with. My family, friends, teachers, and even to my own life. I promise myself to be a ‘diligent student’ tomorrow, I promised ica that I wouldn’t forget to bring her notebook which I borrowed before test, I promised pak rama I’d try my best not to come late again to school (haha), and other promises come out from my mouth from the very simple and not-so-important ones to the promises that if I break them, someone will kill me soon right after I show up my guiltiness. Yeah, I’m just kidding. I just try to figure out to you how important they are.

Compared with my last promises, this haunting one is different. So much totally different. This promise is like living my minds, standing conveniently right in my brain, taking over its work to control my body. In every minute I spend, someone’s like whispering to my ear, not too loud but so clear, asking me to go fulfilling my promise. It’s so uncomfortable, you know. The promise which at first you think it can be completed easily, but the fact is it cannot. If there are 2 bad choices given to me, I would prefer being chased with monsters in my nightmare rather than with that haunting promise. Haaa (-_-)

I’ve learned from my religion book that all Muslims must fulfill their promises because they are their own responsibility. It also means if they break them, they will get sin from Allah. But for this most ~~special~~ burdening promise, I seem like losing my courage that I am able enough to complete it. Even more, someone with a very brilliant thing also takes part in making it worse although it’s not her fault. Oh God, help me!

Okay, I think that’s all about my feeling. I cannot find more suitable words that can describe it well to you. #payahnih (—)“

Bye!

15 Dec 2010

Assalamualaikum ukhti :)
Followed u.

Ukhuwah Fillah

Waalaikumsalam, sister ^^

Thank you for following me. Your tumblr is so ‘cantik’. I like the girl who’s saying ‘selamat datang’. she’s cute :)

15 Dec 2010

jarijira:

mindmindamine:

ohheyitsher:

tebolah:

mendmyheart:

This was taken in Australia.
Three separate things happening at once: On the left, fireworks exploded as part of Australia Day celebrations. In the middle, it’s Comet McNaught. Then on the right, there’s lightning from a thunderstorm far away.

SubhanAllah.

(via juuung)

15 Dec 2010

theladybug:

ivoresende:

If you can read this, reblog it .

Ngga perlu ngerti Fisika untuk merasa pinter ternyata ha ha ha!