Fillah

Assalamualaikum,

I have mentioned in my previous post that I love my friends uhibbukafillah or is it supposed to be uhibbukifillah eh? No matter, but I think it's supposed to be the latter. A friend of mine once posted on Facebook :

A relationship begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a tear if it's not for Allah

When I read that, my heart instantly clicked. I knew that my relationship with him will end, it's just a matter of time and who will snap first. It turned out that he snapped first yesterday. Surprisingly, I don't even know the date and time that happened. Yes, I am that drowned in holidays that I don't keep track of the date. *raising hands while yelling "I have no regrets!"*. I mean, what kind of high-school relationship is for Allah? Sure, you might deny it as I used to, saying "I want to marry him/her, this isn't a temporary thing". But you can't lie to yourself. Deep down, you know, with the thoughts of your lover, with their texts, their calls, they're sinful. Even though it's somehow innocent. But when there's one boy and one girl together, there'll always be a third person, even in text messages. If not, well there won't be such a thing we call sexting. 

So I have decided to be single until it's truly the right time for marriage. No more boyfriends, no more romance before marriage. Wait till you're ready for it, then get married, then love your spouse till you drown him with your love and nobody would care, plus, you get rewards *kaching* (P/S : this is not a credit card advertisement). I want to spend as much time with my friends since when I'm married *ahem* I won't have as much time with them, so, savour them while they're hot! (Yes, this is a fried-friend advertisement). I said that I'd be single for real after the scam with "Adean" (oh I don't know how to pronounce it still!!!!!!!!) but then... krik3. You guys can figure out what happened. I simply must make an agreement of some sort with Syazana or Aliya or both of them to make me remain single, not that I can't, but I do have a knack for not being... persistent enough, especially when my heart's involved. I mean, not all of us have the willpower to refuse when our heartthrob, the same person we sneak a glance at at school, the same person we stalk, the same person we hope would notice small things about us, tells us they love us. Let's just say I have a knack for... not refusing it. Which I'm not proud of! 

That's it, I need my beauty sleep for my future husband *blows kiss* ahahaha <--- exactly why an agreement is needed... Goodnight everyone. And to the considerate people who care, I'm coping quite well with this, surprisingly! So no worries, I'm cool mates :)

La Tahzan

La tahzan, innallaha ma'ana. Janganlah bersedih, sesungguhnya Allah bersama-sama dengan kita. 

It seems that I'm saying it to myself instead of saying them to my friends. I cried while writing a farewell letter to Syazana. I didn't cry like the sort of drama like when the girls cry with just tears streaming down their faces. I cried like, a real cry. I was lucky the mucus didn't drop to the letter XD

I don't know why, but it was a the-moment kind of feeling. I honestly thought I wouldn't cry at all! I really surprised myself when I saw tear drops coming down on my arm. I thought of Syazana and Iwana and all the memories I had with them and then... *drop* *drip* *drop* *sniff* *wipe* *cry some more*. 

I'll miss all of my friends who have stuck with me till the very end at JESS. I will remember the vows we recite every morning (hopefully), I'll remember the school song. Never in my life have I been sadder to leave a school. Never in my life have I felt sad while singing the school's song. Never in my life have I felt like energetic and sad at the same time reciting the school vows. It all happened this week. This week has been a very eventful and emotional week for me, and for my friends who will miss me. 

You guys, Syazana, Aliya, Atiqah, Iwana, Mariah, uhibbukafillah.

Cheers!

My blog looks sort of cheery with a light background and the cat gif, but when I read the posts... they look like they were typed by a suicidal teenager... which I am not. Suicidal, I mean. I am a perfectly typical teenager. So I decided to be more cheerful in my blog. I'll try not to post those emotional stuffs like I'm some sort of permanently heartbroken teen, which I am also not...

So! Today I didn't go to school, I went to Hospital Pakar An-Nur for a medical check-up, you know, for the MRSM entrance. I drank 7 cups of cold water and the container is still... less than a fifth full. How sad T.T And then my bladder decided "oh, the check-up's over. Better get full then". I was like "........." Hahaha. And and and that evening mummy bought two baju kurungs for me! Thanks mummy :3 The total was 320 har-har I felt guilty... But mummy was the one who offered to buy it.

If you're a loyal fan (ceh!) of my blog, you'll notice that I have a new playlist up there, or beside here, wherever. There are 2 One Direction songs which concludes that I am a 1D fan, for now. I mean, how could I NOT love Harry Styles. His voice is like electric! The part that says "You're my kryptonite" in One Thing is ugh *eargasm*. Plus, he's really cute. Even though his face is very very very cute, his voice is not like JB (Justin Bieber ok not Johor Bahru (failed attempt to make jokes)) his hair is not like JB. So he's unique! *hugs imaginary Harry Styles*

Even though I'm moving in a few days, moving schools, that is, I still come to school (except for today...) and I still do my homework! Diligent eh? Muahahaha *vain*. Well, I better catch up with my homework with Syazana. I'm gonna miss her :( We're gonna do a sleepover later this weekend. You guys are hereby uninvited (hoho) to my slumber party.

Love,
Dania