Exam horror today! Which was nicely redeemed later in the day with wonderful classmates and dessert and  super-long chit-chat, after which I had to rush home as usual before I turned into a pumpkin. Ahah! Perhaps, I shall use that line now (credit goes to Ain). I'm wayyyy too grown-up to have a curfew but I do; so every time I'm out with people and the night ticks on, I should say, sorry friends, I have to flee! my real (not step) mother will kill me or I will be turned into a pumpkin! Sad life, haha. But I'm Cinderella and I shall win in the end.

Okay, I should stop being random and kental.

Exams over, but my brain keeps whirring and jumping ahead to placement worries and research worries++.

Brain, be still. Heart, be patient.

I just realised that most people grow up really well. Haha, I mean. That at some point, most people who have their heads screwed on right and their hearts not too out of place, become wonderful persons because life will throw really scary and challenging stuff at you (and sometimes really horrible things out of your own doing), and people who survive that usually become better, become amazing persons even. Essentially, humans grow up. They suck it up and they learn. I don't know, am I painting the world too pretty if I think most people are like this? I think most people are very good people, or at least they try to be. Why would you choose evil -- doesn't make sense to me.

Which only boggles me when seemingly really horrible personas can exist.

Or like, recently, Obama -- why you lie! :( It's sad. Don't know what to say. Who are these minority in the world who are making most good people of the world sad. (Actually, politics makes everyone ugly. oh well.)

The best way to make a dream come true is to wake up!

why you make me sad. :(

Watched Muallaf, which wasn't sad like Talentime; it's a more feel-good story. What I particularly liked though, was the fact that the last ayah of Al Baqarah kept getting mentioned. I was thinking about it just the other day. Except that the last two ayahs (not just the one) are encouraged reading every night/day.

2:285

The Messenger believes in what has been revealed to him from his Lord, and (so do) the believers; they all believe in Allah and His angels and His books and His messengers; and they say: We hear and obey, our Lord! Thy forgiveness (do we crave), and to Thee is the eventual course.

2:286

Allah does not impose upon any soul a duty but to the extent of its ability; for it is what it has earned, and upon it what it has wrought: Our Lord! do not punish us if we forget or make a mistake; Our Lord! do not lay on us a burden as Thou didst lay on those before us, Our Lord! do not impose on us that which we have not the strength to bear; and pardon us and grant us protection and have mercy on us, Thou art our Patron, so help us against those without faith.

Nihon ni ikitain desu!!! :( 

What a scary reminder this is! This kind of stuff always makes me want to shut up, especially on my blog.

“Do not admire yourself. Sometimes you may be deceived by your property and your bodily health into supposing that you will last forever. Sometimes you are deceived by your long life, your children and your friends into thinking that you will be saved by them. Sometimes you are deceived by your beauty and the circumstances of your birth, which bring you your hopes and desires so easily that you think that you are truthful and successful in achieving your goal. Sometimes you are deceived by the regret you show people for your shortcoming in worship, but Allah knows the opposite of that is in your heart. Sometimes you make yourself worship in a spirit of reluctance; but Allah desires sincerity. Sometimes you imagine that you are calling on Allah when you are calling on another. Sometimes you imagine that you are giving good counsel to people, while your real desire is that they bow to you. Sometimes you blame yourself when you are really praising yourself.”

— Imam Jafar al-Sadiq (as)

God forgive and protect us all. :s My dad said to read the last two ayahs of Al-Baqarah before sleep every night; I suppose it's to counter things like this.

Two Peas and a Jay

We're becoming a bit of a thing. The two Ps, when we hang out, won't ever take note of time and will go on and on and on -- about books (a warring of Anne of Green Gables and the Lymond Chronicles, specifically) and about men and about philosophies of life. And we're like, if only J was here! She'd remind us, that UM, we have to study, chop-chop! Stop drifting in life. Heheh.

But God, thank you for great friends and great company. They make life sweeter and funnier.

Also, I realise that any group of friends that I start getting chummy with will invariably start making me the target of teasing or bullying. I don't even know to be pleased or not when it starts -- it means a certain threshold has been crossed in terms of comfort and camaraderie, but at the same time: don't bully me!!! What is it about me that invites poking.

Been watching the awesome Jdrama, Zenkai Girl, which is ending soon!

Pitaro and Hinata = <3 They "elope" (haha, sending the adults into a frenzy) because they wanted to make "last memories" before Pitaro moves away to the US.

Look at Hinata's heartbroken face, and Pitaro's determined one to reassure her. Are these two little kids geniuses at acting or what? KAWAII.

The two kids are clearly put there to compare with the two silly adults, who are stamping on their love, instead of embracing it like the kids. Maybe the world is clearer to a child. If you like, say you like lah! And stop being so realistic and consider dreams and feasibility and compatibility. If this drama does not end with the conventional happy ending, I will bawl, and crawl to a fairytale-ending bollywood movie for comfort.

People are people, and you are you. The strength not to lose to yourself will break down any wall.

~ Arashi

Because I need a reminder.

And this! So lovely.

I try to avoid looking forward and backward, and try to keep looking upward.

~ Charlotte Bronte

Scattered thoughts today. This weekend, in between the mugging for the quizzes starting tomorrow (how well or poorly that's going is another story), I managed to do a little bit more of raya visiting, and also squeeze in a quick meet-up with Jean.

I think it's a wonderful thing to have old friendships. You can always make new friends, if you're at least a little bit likeable. But old friends. You sit and look at each other and wonder at how far and how long it's been, and it's a comfortable feeling. And you think about how we're different and how we're the same. And how you're proud to have known someone for so long, and knowing deep down the good person they strive to be.

It's like old married couples -- I envy them. The happy ones, at least! Or perhaps even the problematic ones. Because it's the companionship; it's the journeying together and the maturing, like good wine (which is haram! but just for the sake of analogy here).

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ahahah! as usual, behaving like there aren't exams to sit for. :P

Had a horribly stressed out day, and I snapped at my mom. :( I feel pained about some things. Yesterday, I wanted to put faces, and today, I found this:

hahaha, so cuuute! poor, constipated-looking cat.

:x

Sometimes, right. I just want to put faces because I have no words. That face represents an I-can't-believe-I-said-that. And also, die -- I celebrated Raya this weekend and now, PANIC MODE while looking at stuff I have to do and mug within a week. Why can't the whole world raya together! :(

Favourite house visit today: Pakcik Harun said inspiring things about reforging broken family bonds this raya, lowering one's ego and in general, building our iman following the footsteps of Nabi and then he began, "Tidak jatuh martabat seorang suami membantu isterinya dengan kerja-kerja rumah..." I was so impressed, I clapped! HAHA. And then it became one big joke because Ami Omar chose that precise moment to excuse himself to the restroom and I was like, Ami Omar, you better sit and listen!!! 

BUT HELLO. Pakcik Harun is making me start an amazing pakciks list, with him at the top. He actually cut the cake for us and poured the tea and used rubber gloves because he says he likes it super clean.

Someone was trying to argue a point in a blog post and I was trying to make up my mind on whether to agree or not, and then, a swear word was thrown out. -.- And I'm like, pfffft.

What is that quote - was it by Ralph Waldo Emerson? Who you are screams so loudly into my face, I can't hear what you're saying?