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Monday, January 19

i wouldnt die.. ;D«

8:20 PM

this is going to be a long post. so, people, buckle up and zoooooooom, lets go!

bismillahirrahmanirrahim, alhamdulillahi rabbil 'alamin. wassalatu wassalamu 'ala ashrafi'l anbiyai wal mursalin. saiyidina muhammad wa'alihi wasahbihi ajma'in. amma ba'ad. salamullahu'alaikum.

these few days, the arabic bug keep 'bugging' me. and i love it. just sometimes, i wish family and hafiz know how to converse in arabic. it would be awesome! wait, it would be beyond awesome!! hehh. ;D

so, these few days was some real roller coaster ride. afwan for not updating properly. i think i let my emotions get the better of me. (come to think of it, its always like that. just after sometime do i realise it) harrumph. lets start with the most exciting thing. haha. i watched a lot of movies these few days. well, its a great feeling after not watching any movies for sometime. watched the haunting of molley hartley. the storyline was ternet. dont watch it. its freakin not good, seriously. trust me. watced zohan after that. no, not at the cinema. it was funny. (i am soooo last year. *winks*) watched number 23 too. and seriously? number 23 haunts me. not like how it haunted walter sparrow. its parnoia i guess.

i bought 2 dresses. that made me a happy child. both maxi(s). one plain black and the other one, its a mixture of colour. bought GOLA shoes too. i wanted charles and keith that was on sale the other day at expo but, mama objected and its okay, i guess. (: some other time, perhaps. =DD mama, papa and i are communicating realy well. not that i am not communicating well with me parents but we've some to some mutual understanding. the key to this is to discuss. i owe this to hafiz. thaank you! or not giving up and telling me to always keep my cool. Allahuakbar. thank you Allah. (:

the other day, papa asked me a suprising question. in the midst of preparing for Os, he asked me when do i want to learn how to cook. i smiled and grin. i dont know. i told him something that he already knows and he said, go and wear gloves. that way, you wont get scalded. oookay. 0.o haaa! i want to learn how to sew, seriously. maxi!! haha.

today, we watched kallang roar during english. it was a good story. very engrossing. untuk bangsa and negara, MAJULAH! and i would love to have a coach like uncle chew. do you know why the first lesson's to sing the national anthem out loud? jyeah. you should know. you should be proud as a singporean. i am. (:

we did the 'i have a dream..' speech by king and mdm b asked us to pen our own i dream speech. here's mine;

" i have a dream that one day, every contryman realizes how important and unique each culture is. to know their roots and backgrounds. to have a sense of belonging. to feel what their ancestors did for them. to appreciate.

i have a dream that one day, brothers and sisters in Islam would follow the footsteps of Rasulullah's companions. strong-willed and brave like Umar, loyal like Abu Bakar, graceful and intelligent like Uthman, firm but charming like Siti Aisyah. and to be able to uphold justice like the family of Sumaiyyah. for the world is in need of islamic leaders.

i have a dream that one day, families and friends of the same etnics as I, would be able to get up and go ar over the oceans. to be able to glide in this world with ease. where numbers are everything.

i have a dream today.

i have a dream that one day, the small will have the courage, the power to succeeed. and the powerful will be able to join hand in hand to uphold justice and equality to save the world fro malicious mankind.

i have a dream that one day, Islam will be look up to. not looked down like now. fellow sisters would be able to wear our hijab freely. to be able to wak eith our head held up high. not to submit. never have to submit.

i have a dream that one day, sciences would be used not for us to murder or to omit each other on God's gracious land. but, to help fight against them. to save mankind.

I HAVE A DREAM TODAY.. "

so, jyeah. i really need to go. by darlings. (:

assalamualaikum.

baby dear...