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Friday, February 23, 2007

LOSS

Life
A myriad of colours
Drench on a tarp of pallid rag

A jubilant mortal
Too content with the present
Too gay about the past
But the future holds an unforeseen truth

The curtain of darkness
Drapes around an unexpected soul
And we are left to wonder
Will it be us tomorrow?



O Allah, give her strength and serenity to face this tribulation.


Wednesday, February 21, 2007

I've been tagged!

I actually wanted to write something on my visit to the paediatric institute this morning but I couldn't find the words to describe my emotion. So, I have resorted to rise up to the challenge of this tagging business. Mama Sarah notty ye, report dekat Mynn. Ngehehe. Anyway, I'm not gonna tag anyone after this. Kesian orang yang kena tag. Hehhe. Here's to all the weirdness the world over! =D



6 Weird Things About Arifah

1. I have a very very very sweet tooth. I love chocolates. Although you can not have too much of them else you'll turn into a walking hippo (you get the picture). Now I'm asking myself why am I talking about chocolates pulak tibe-tibe ni. Semua orang makan chocolate, so where's the peculiarity in it? Well, how about eating raw milo + susu pekat manis, gaul dengan sebati, then you eat the ingredients the way anyone eat rice with chicken curry, and making it a habit? Hehhe. Ok, ok it's not exactly a habit but I do it everytime I feel like eating chocolates and there're not any around to satisfy my bonbon lust.

2. I have a small cute dark blue kancil. My dad bought it for me. Lucky me for being the first-born. But he did warned me to buy him a huge BMW when I get my first paycheck one day. Anyway, that's beside the point. The main crux here is that I have a weird habit of turning on the headlights everytime (well almost) I enter the car. I don't know why. I can assure you however that what I'm telling you is the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth because I have recieved so many chides and stares when I when I'm on the road or when I stop at the petrol station for a re-fill due to this penchant of mine.

3. Talking about my car, I have another weird (or perhaps dangerous) habit of driving more than 100 kmph when I'm happy. People drive fast either because they're furious or just because they're plain crazy. I drive fast because I'm happy. Although most of the time I drive fast for no apparent reasons. Since I'm confessing this here, I really do hope no traffic police officer will ever come across my blog. Oh, and dear readers, don't you dare report me!

4. This one is about one of my favourite food. I don't really like veggies. I can almost say I hate them but I have this unexplained craving for brocollies. I can gobble down a huge bowl of these pretty little greeneries without batting my eyes. Of course this IS an exaggeration. But roughly I can say that if I don't get chocolates, brocollies are enough for me. So send me a bunch for (I was going to type Christmas, hehhe) my birthday.

5. I am an easy sleeper. What I mean to say is that I don't take long to fall asleep after my head has safely landed on the pillow. But before I get into the first stage of sleep, I will create my own imaginary 'world' in my head where in it I am a princess or a superhero trying to save the universe. A specific 'world' can last for more than a week's sleep. Sometimes it becomes so exciting that I can't wait to go to bed just so that I can continue what I imagined the night before. SUPER weird.

6. Weird thing is I can't think of the last weird thing about me. Hehhe.


End of story. Laugh if you want. I'm just being honest.

Monday, February 19, 2007

Keep moving..

"Strength does not come from winning. Your struggles develop your strengths. When you go through hardships and decide not to surrender, that is strength"

At this very moment, I have two close friends who're going through a rough time. Both of their fathers had just undergone brain tumour surgery.

Nothing I say (or write) will take any of your pain or worries away. But just remember that my prayers are with you and your families. I'll be around if you need me, as a friend, as someone to talk to, as a shoulder to lean on. I love you both.

May Allah grant them and their loved ones health and serenity.




Savage Garden: Two beds and a coffee machine


And she takes another step
Slowly she opens the door
Check that he is sleeping
Pick up all the broken glass
And furniture on the floor

Been up half the night screaming
Now it's time to get away
Pack up the kids in the car
Another bruise to try and hide
Another alibi to write

Another ditch in the road
You keep moving
Another stop sign
You keep moving on

And the years go by so fast
Wonder how I ever made it through
And there are children to think of
Baby's asleep in the back seat

Wonder how they'll ever make it
Through this living nightmare
But the mind is an amazing thing
Full of candy dreams and new toys

And another cheap hotel
Two beds and a coffee machine
But there are groceries to buy
And she knows she'll have to go home

Another ditch in the road
You keep moving
Another stop sign
You keep moving on
And the years go by so fast

Wonder how I ever made it through
Another bruise to try and hide
Another alibi to write
Another lonely highway in the black of night

There's hope in the darkness
I know you're gonna make it
Another ditch in the road
Keep moving

Another stop sign
You keep moving on
And the years go by so fast
Silent fortress built to last
Wonder how I ever made it



Saturday, February 17, 2007

To each his own

What is it about people wanting to be recognized as a distinctive representative of their very own personality. In the name of creating a claimed identity?

Given a situation where a person is battered because he speaks his mind and in the process builds up public resentment, thus he retorts back saying he was just being himself, is anything wrong with that? Is he at fault just because he was being bluntly honest or is he in error because he yanked bitterness from those around him?

Occayy. I'm twisted by my own reasoning here. Leave the matter be. Chow~

Ps: Right. Something's wrong with my limbic system. Two posts in a day? I'm having to many personal conflicts at one time. Someone give me one huge packet of Maltesers please! I need chocolatesssssssss right now.

Emotion

A whimsical attack on the human race. People are unreliable. Everybody lies. Somehow, Dr Gregory House's dogma has become my believe.

I realize I'm becoming somewhat easily annoyed by the people around me. I do have a short temper, I admit to that but then I cool down again quickly. Lately however, my capibility to stupefy my own infuriation has diminished. Sekali marah, menjadi-jadi kemarahan.

O Allah, give me composure, give me patience, give me the endurence to control my self, to always put other peoples' feelings before my own. Give me stregth.