tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50639697425336155722024-03-05T15:09:10.381-08:00my side of the story.Jay Isahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09794044693337204731noreply@blogger.comBlogger47125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063969742533615572.post-18926336617687835452013-12-10T21:05:00.005-08:002013-12-10T21:05:46.554-08:00India over husband :(<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Assalamualaikum,<br />
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Manipal.... is fun.<br />
tho i miss all the luxuries i had back in Egypt.<br />
the malls, the cinemas, the outdoor games, the friends especially.<br />
but i'm doing great here.<br />
i'm more of a nerd here if compared to the jay i was back then.<br />
I'm done with my first posting, and of course the end posting exam.<br />
and now i'm in Karkala (which an hour away from Manipal) doing my Paeds posting.<br />
i now have a room to myself (its not like i had to share back in egypt ke apa)<br />
but yeah, at least i have akka cleaner to come and scrub everything twice a week.<br />
we even have a dirt cheap laundry shop downstairs, which is soooo cool.<br />
tho fruits here are not as tasty and cheap as the ones back in egypt :((<br />
but books here are. and its so much easier getting international books here. which is great.<br />
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and and, the mango lassi. nyum.<br />
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and honestly, i miss waking up next to my comel suami and my 2 kids.<br />
i miss waking up at 4 in the morning to prepare his breakfast and lunch box.<br />
(tho i wake up every 3am india time just to wake him up for work)<br />
but life has to go on.<br />
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we're both planning to reside in Melaka once i'm back for good.<br />
lets just see how it goes.<br />
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oh and yeah, our "family moon" changed into a normal family trip.<br />
only my family members went. and not us. sedih.<br />
i'd die to shop in Milan :(((((<br />
but have fun ya'll<br />
satu bag please? nanti kaklang bayar monthly :p<br />
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Jay Isahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09794044693337204731noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063969742533615572.post-92123374676266960332013-10-30T02:09:00.000-07:002013-10-30T02:11:12.882-07:00A note to hubby.Assalamualaikum,<br />
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jeng jeng jeng.<br />
so i'm officially a third year student at MMMC.<br />
can't believe i'm leaving this new home for a new environment.<br />
another chapter of life awaits.<br />
i just started my new chapter less than 3 months ago,<br />
cant believe its coming to an end this soon.<br />
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so..<br />
Dear Suami,<br />
the one who is hard to wake.<br />
the one with the cutest, comelest, gomolest tummy ever.<br />
the one who i'd spend hours crapping to,<br />
my morning hugs, my goodnight kisses.<br />
I'm sorry that you married a small super comel me,<br />
who apparently is still far from graduating.<br />
and because of that, i'm forced to leave your side to continue my studies.<br />
(well if i dont, you're just gonna have to buy me more bags, so this is better, i guess?)<br />
dont forget to wear new undies every day,<br />
dont forget to eat at least bread for breakfast,<br />
dont forget to kiss the kids goodbye before going to work,<br />
dont forget to take your socks before leaving for work,<br />
behave while im gone (okay fine, this was supposed to be directed to me -.-)<br />
dont be sick while im gone,<br />
i kept all your medicine inside the reading table's drawer.<br />
and the detergent refills, in the locker below the drawer.<br />
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Sayang,<br />
please do give me a visit, no, better, surprise me!<br />
i know we might have to cancel our honeymoon,<br />
so maybe we can plan a new one? to Taj Mahal maybe?<br />
and i'm gonna miss you, bad. really bad.<br />
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I love you,<br />
-Isteri<br />
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(i know you'll open my blog once im in india, so here's something for you.)<br />
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<br />Jay Isahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09794044693337204731noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063969742533615572.post-35158457226610104802013-10-22T02:33:00.004-07:002013-10-22T02:33:45.846-07:00Photos and videos of my favourite day, my nikah day.Assalamualaikum,<br />
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So, my photographer decided to post some of the nikah photos up online,<br />
they were amazing i tell you,<br />
im glad Zam was the one appointed to take my photos,<br />
he was great at giving directions, i had no problem working with him, at all.<br />
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photographer : jangguttouch.com<br />
videographer : https://www.facebook.com/BlackLensProduction?fref=ts<br />
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<br />Jay Isahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09794044693337204731noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063969742533615572.post-40041907415435078472013-10-22T01:29:00.002-07:002013-10-22T02:16:50.242-07:00There is no real ending, It's just the place where you stop the story.Assalamualaikum,<br />
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The place i first met my husband,<br />
the place he first set his eyes on me,<br />
the place i learnt about friendship,<br />
the place, i used to call home.<br />
it was, Alexandria.<br />
<br />
"No!" i said to my mom before slamming my room's door when she first told me about Alexandria,<br />
back then, before i knew that my SPM result was wrong,<br />
I was forced to accept my parents decision, of where should i pursue my studies.<br />
well of course, i couldnt possibly afford the college of my choice myself.<br />
so I was thrown to a place called Alexandria.<br />
honestly, i was never fond of that place.<br />
Alexandria university was a bad move, it was a wrong move.<br />
the university lacks facilities, it lacks extra curricular activities, just everything.<br />
and the place was bad, run down houses were everywhere, and egyptian hygiene was just, 0 out of 10.<br />
Them egyptians just cant seem to stop with their sexual harassments, with their fights,<br />
they were endless.<br />
<br />
i knew, at the end of my second year there, i had to try and get myself transferred.<br />
so i started to pester around doctors, asking for my transfer documents,<br />
but even after months of trying, and almost a dozen doctors i was referred to, i wasn't able to get my hands on my transfer papers.<br />
i expected this, they were egyptians after all.<br />
and then came the second big riot,<br />
i was thrilled to see where it'd lead us.<br />
and to my luck,<br />
malaysia's university is now open for credit transfer, without having to repeat any pre-clinical years,<br />
my mom applied me for MMMC, a medical college in Melaka,<br />
and guess what? i got in.<br />
i received my provisional offer letter way before KPT decides to open local Unis for us.<br />
i was offered a fresh start on semester 5, which is the first semester for clinical practice in MMMC.<br />
i guess, my cukup cukup makan result got me thru, Alhamdulillah.<br />
<br />
husband "maybe the only reason you went to egypt was to meet me, and your friends, maybe you were meant to grad somewhere else in the world"<br />
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and so it begins, my new chapter in a new place,<br />
i'll be heading to Manipal, India for a semester end of this month before coming back here to Malaysia.<br />
i don't really know what to expect there,<br />
i heard the facilities are great, the international hostel is awesome, the gym is also, awesome.<br />
but then again, i'd have to see them for myself to believe.<br />
<br />
<br />
and yes, husband stays.<br />
can't possibly drag him around with me now can i?<br />
tho i will miss my awesomely cute husband, and my two boys, this is what i need to do to stay closer to them!<br />
better than not being able to see me for 3 years to come (if i were to continue my studies in alex)<br />
i cant help that my choice revolves around my marriage,<br />
what to do, im a married woman now.<br />
<br />
I'll update more on my transfer later.<br />
for now, toodles.Jay Isahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09794044693337204731noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063969742533615572.post-5754323012438441672013-08-31T19:16:00.001-07:002013-09-01T12:19:42.245-07:00The day i became his wife.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/WU6ljQGEi4g?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div><br />
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Assalamualaikum,<br />
i know cerita dah basi,<br />
but only now i have the time to sit down and write my journey of becoming his wife.<br />
yeah, im married, i know.<br />
hard to brain right? im having a hard time as well.<br />
the homesick, the responsibilities, just everything.<br />
i was so busy with the wedding preparations,<br />
i neglected some of the marriage preparations,<br />
so its kind of hard for me, adjusting.<br />
but having the best husband in life, makes everything better.<br />
tho im lacking in so many areas, i never heard him complains of anything,<br />
thank you sayang.<br />
he comes back late at night from a whole day of work, isteri dia terkial kial dekat dapur.<br />
he has to wake up 4/5am in the morning to get ready for work, isteri dia sedap tidur lagi.<br />
<br />
oh and as for the wedding itself,<br />
it was a simple occasion,<br />
cant help the fact that im a very simple person.<br />
but i enjoyed every moment of it.<br />
and to those who made it happen,<br />
only Allah knows how much i owe you guys,<br />
and eventho im still studying, am glad that i get the chance of paying and handling my own wedding, with the help of mom of course.Jay Isahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09794044693337204731noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063969742533615572.post-42681720636296124872013-07-12T02:38:00.001-07:002013-07-12T02:42:24.751-07:00the reason why people stray away. the exact reason why.Assalamualaikum,<br />
so i posted this picture of some random artist who apparently resembles me (as most say) as my dp on twitter,<br />
it was a joke at first but then people start posting these mean indirect tweets, they start sending me these mean messages,<br />
<br />
why are you guys so quick to judge?<br />
first thing first, its not even me in the picture so you guys are just, making fun of yourself.<br />
and second, what if i am the girl in the picture, still doesnt give you the permission to mock me in the way you guys did.<br />
if you guys are better off, religiously, you guys should know better.<br />
<br />
to those who genuinely care, yes thank you. i appreciate your thoughts,<br />
but to those who bashed, without even asking me nothing. good for you.<br />
this is exactly the reason why the ones lacking in islamic knowledge stray further.<br />
exactly the reason why.<br />
<br />
yes, i admit, im not the person who i was back when i tried to change,<br />
i admit i was hasty back then, publicizing my so called "change"<br />
my only reason was that it could stop me from going back to the old me.<br />
but then again, i cant possibly help myself.<br />
its not like i dont pray no more. i just feel stuffy, trying to meet people's expectations, especially with you people around.<br />
but you know what, im proud of myself that i actually tried, doesnt mean i cant try again?<br />
and no, even if i am who i am right now, it wont stop me from exploring or studying my own religion now does it?<br />
<br />
dont put the verdict on someone, all you can do is guide them, and kalau nak tegur, you best ask for the truth first and yes, privately.<br />
<br />
<br />Jay Isahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09794044693337204731noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063969742533615572.post-35330930301161563292013-06-25T07:45:00.001-07:002013-06-25T07:45:13.417-07:00Assalamualaikum,<br />
<br />
hi, im mustering my courage to write to all of you this,<br />
i really really want to change, to be a better muslim.<br />
i know, but i cant.<br />
i did change, physically, but never mentally and emotionally.<br />
honestly, im sick of pretending.<br />
<br />
and honestly, i still want to change, wanting to be a better me.<br />
i want to keep going to usrah, to tafaqquh, but without the hypocrisy this time,<br />
please, understand what im going thru?Jay Isahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09794044693337204731noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063969742533615572.post-18316885387277033662013-05-02T13:58:00.001-07:002013-05-02T13:58:56.328-07:00only losers fret.Jay Isahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09794044693337204731noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063969742533615572.post-72918600034407984872013-05-01T01:42:00.000-07:002013-05-01T12:21:25.226-07:00Maintaining a good diet 101Assalamualaikum,<br />
<br />
i bet many girls are dying to cut off a few pounds.<br />
if you're slightly overweight. you better do so.<br />
but for most, i suggest you eat healthy and maintain a toned body.<br />
<br />
i know im not really the one to talk about maintaining a toned body.<br />
i cant even afford the gym lol.<br />
so what i do is that i walk back and forth to class, every.single.day.<br />
some light jog once or twice a week might also help.<br />
for me, i dance. on my own tho. in my own room.<br />
its so much faster to burn calories by dancing.<br />
<br />
and as for diet,<br />
to maintain a good body, you must have a good diet.<br />
and by dieting doesnt mean that i forbid you from food of any sort.<br />
for me,<br />
i eat muesli or oat for breakfast, but nowadays pancake with fruit toppings (cause its so much cheaper)<br />
but of course, jangan lah sampai 3 bowls of muesli pon tak cukup lagi.<br />
and if i do eat bread(which im not really fond of), i usually eat the whole grain bread,<br />
the ones with grains on top.<br />
well, even 2 pieces of them can make me feel full all day long.<br />
and please, please, stop eating bread with chocolate spread, i know its nice and all, i feel you.<br />
but its simple sugar, you'll feel hungry again in less than an hour.<br />
i usually eat my bread with an egg.<br />
kenyang.<br />
<br />
and as for lunch,<br />
the normal lunch will do. but with loads of fresh veges lah (wash them properly!)<br />
but i dont recommend deep frying your chicken/fish before you cook.<br />
try boiling and steaming them.<br />
tho it might not taste the same, but you'll get used to it.<br />
or even better, roast them<br />
but why roast?<br />
first thing first, you can definitely remove the fat out.<br />
and it retains some of the vitamin C (unlike boiling that will also boil the vitamins away)<br />
there are also some other reason which i can seem to remember, i learnt all these in physiology class back when i was in first year.<br />
<br />
and as for dinner, make 7pm as the latest you can take your dinner,<br />
dont eat anything heavy after 7pm, just because.. lol<br />
i usually eat fruits for my dessert. <br />
<br />
and like i said, eat in moderation.<br />
avoid snacking in between meals.<br />
and if you do feel like snacking, make fruits as your snacks.<br />
increase intake of fruits, they are indigestible fibres,<br />
they will increase your volume of stool and of course, ease defecation.<br />
i know i can eat them fruits all day long.<br />
<br />
whatever it is, stay fit.<br />
jog to a nearby kedai runcit instead of driving to one.<br />
reduce intake of fast food, like seriously.<br />
AND NEVER, SKIP A MEAL! <br />
eat healthy, stay healthy :)<br />
<br />Jay Isahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09794044693337204731noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063969742533615572.post-12033968297022147152013-04-28T21:48:00.000-07:002013-04-28T21:48:14.326-07:00This is a post for you, and you.<br />
<br />
First thing first,, i dont deserve to be mocked that way, and in the presence of others.<br />
like i said, kalau nak tegur, you best do it privately.<br />
<br />
Second, tho we're families, there's a line that we should never cross.<br />
I talked this out with mom, you dont need to add oil to a burning fire. <br />
<br />
Third, i dont wish that you speak of my mom, nor my fiance in that manner.<br />
if i'm the one at fault, you shouldnt drag the others.<br />
<br />
and what's so wrong with having thoughts of my own?<br />
you're making me hate my decision in the first place.<br />
<br />
I cant believe after what you guys said to me, you can both laugh it off.<br />
<br />
I cant believe because of you guys, my own family is upside down. Jay Isahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09794044693337204731noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063969742533615572.post-12243707561288749002013-04-28T12:11:00.000-07:002013-04-28T12:11:00.174-07:00How i wish it was all a nightmare.Assalamualaikum,<br />
<br />
Last week, i decided to skip my classes for the whole day and sort myself out (hari hari nak sort myself out -.-)<br />
i was so busy cleaning my room, bla bla bla, when i decided that i should go out to buy a pancake pan.<br />
on my way back (i was walking obviously)<br />
i heard tears of baby cats.<br />
i started to panic,<br />
i looked around and saw 5 kitten, stuck in a hot black glue.<br />
ONE FREAKING BOX of glue.<br />
Ya Allah who ever did that to them deserve to die, like seriously.<br />
i held my tears, i went closer to take a look.<br />
<br />
my heart sank when i saw the skin of almost all 5 kitties were all burnt and they were stuck on top of each other.<br />
i can even see flesh of some, i guess they were struggling to set themselves free. and imagine the heat when the glue was first poured!<br />
i tried scrapping the glue off when i realized 2 of them were already dead, squashed by the others.<br />
i started crying really bad,<br />
i realized there was not even a thing i can do. <br />
i googled and called almost all the vet in Alexandria asking for euthanasia shot availability.<br />
of course, none.<br />
i cant believe not even one vet with euthanasia shots in egypt.<br />
then this one vet i called gave me a number, she asked me to call that particular number.<br />
turns out he's a vet who deals with black market drugs. thank god.<br />
<br />
so i did, he was in a lecture.<br />
i waited until he was done with his lecture and explained my situations,<br />
it took him almost an hour to arrive (traffic that day was bad and he was from quite a far place)<br />
<br />
while waiting, i went to nearby pharmacy asking for drugs that can be used for euthanasia in cats,<br />
and of course, none available. <br />
aisyah came to the place not long after that.<br />
she helped me a lot.<br />
i was crying so bad i couldnt even think properly.<br />
and arabs, gosh how i wish they could just.. stop being the way they are.<br />
some arab guys tried to pull the cats out (which makes the pain worse)<br />
when i tried to explain that i called a doctor, they were like "what can a doctor possibly do?"<br />
some even tried to cut the glue with knife and broken mirrors.<br />
some even suggested to set the glue into fire which will obviously kill the cats in a worse manner.<br />
<br />
i took a stand, well, by being the air head i already am,<br />
i scolded almost every arab there.<br />
i was like "no one, NOT A SINGLE PERSON, can touch the cats until the doctor arrive"<br />
before the doctor's arrival, my hands, and the cats started to smell like bangkai.<br />
so when the doctor arrive at the location, we rushed the doctor for the shots.<br />
the doctor was like "you did the right thing, there was nothing else we can do"<br />
thank god. the sufferings are over for them.<br />
they were buried along with the box. <br />
<br />
i have some picture but i cant possible post them up, it was a horror, i wish no one would go through.<br />
i went back home relieved, that i took that particular day off. cant imagine if some arabs were the ones to handle the situation.<br />
<br />
i wish i can study veterinary medicine if i have the chance to.Jay Isahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09794044693337204731noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063969742533615572.post-40099801963595774602013-04-21T17:05:00.001-07:002013-04-21T17:05:37.664-07:00I'm freaking tired of living up to everyone's expectations.<br />
meddle in my life again, i'll never go back for good.Jay Isahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09794044693337204731noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063969742533615572.post-52725485880365479452013-04-18T23:47:00.001-07:002013-04-18T23:48:30.723-07:00im so tired with the so called "friendship"What's wrong with giving?<br />
whats wrong with putting extra effort for friends?<br />
<br />
i remember being used back in ukm,<br />
but behind my back, i was made fun of.<br />
<br />
its still the same case here.<br />
<br />
i dont understand people, when you couldnt care less they say you're self conceited.<br />
but when you're giving your everything, they say you're desperate, and that you're trying too hard.<br />
<br />
tak suka cakap tak suka, tunjuk tak suka.<br />
bukan cakap belakang. Jay Isahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09794044693337204731noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063969742533615572.post-41882696576816243762013-03-30T15:00:00.003-07:002013-03-31T02:06:00.978-07:00Sinning is a habit.Assalamualaikum,<br />
<br />
so a close friend approached me,<br />
asking me about changing.<br />
honestly, i'm in the phase where i'm going back and forth to my old lifestyle.<br />
i salute every single one of you,<br />
who persevered to the very end.<br />
i even had the thought of changing back to the old me.<br />
but i guess my conscience is still intact.<br />
<br />
and truthfully,<br />
after changing, i had my own ups and downs.<br />
it was so hard, it still is.<br />
i guess that's the price to pay after sinning all this while.<br />
you see, sinning was a habit,<br />
that is now, so hard to scrape off.<br />
<br />
life will give you obstacles,<br />
but how you handle your obstacles will determine how far you'll go.<br />
<br />Jay Isahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09794044693337204731noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063969742533615572.post-45731823486126286932013-03-30T12:58:00.001-07:002013-03-30T13:05:21.279-07:00his so called proposal.when I wanted to change, he asked me to marry him.<br />
"arent you going to propose to me properly?" i asked.<br />
"i'll send my parents over" he answered.<br />
<br />
thank you, for everything.Jay Isahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09794044693337204731noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063969742533615572.post-59924405974935510052013-03-13T13:12:00.000-07:002013-03-13T13:12:15.756-07:00Friends? pfft.Friends?<br />
<br />
how sure are you with their honesty and sincerity?<br />
for me, my close friends are a big part of my life,<br />
they are my ear, my shoulder and my siblings, especially the ones here.<br />
but,<br />
what i came across a few days ago scarred me so bad its hard to even take it in,<br />
<br />
i cant believe i called you a friend when all you ever did behind my back was mocking me.<br />
i cant believe i told you my secrets when behind my back, you laughed it off with your friends.<br />
i cant believe i cared when all my gestures are made fun of.Jay Isahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09794044693337204731noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063969742533615572.post-11767282973897074492013-03-13T13:00:00.000-07:002013-03-13T13:00:01.214-07:00updatesAssalamualaikum and Haluuu Dunya!<br />
<br />
so i just got back from Malaysia weee,<br />
a short break it was,<br />
3 weeks or so? but i enjoyed malaysia :)<br />
it was hectic to be honest,<br />
with all the things to settle, oh how i wish im a little kid with no responsibilities.<br />
marriage preparation? entah lah.<br />
there are times when i wish i can turn back time, and change my decision.<br />
its not because i dont like this decision i made,<br />
but because i wont be able to be mak's little girl anymore. <br />
<br />
and Dubai was? well so so.<br />
since i've been there a couple of times,<br />
and i was already so broke when i got there, so i cant really shop the way i used to.<br />
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<br />
but now, here i am, in lousy egypt.<br />
trying to get a grip of what GIT module is throwing at me.<br />
honestly, because of the days i skipped, im kinda lost.<br />
and i cant even get myself to focus in class, not even for extra revision back at home.<br />
i will tho, insyaAllah.<br />
Jay Isahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09794044693337204731noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063969742533615572.post-14403351115900328742013-01-19T12:26:00.000-08:002013-01-19T12:28:07.427-08:00of testosterone and status quo.ok i promise this is the last one for today,<br />
<br />
jkbgdyfvbsuo3dxmknbldkbg cdjvckbDn;xi;xr emw.<br />
im sorry but how can you have so little respect towards someone?<br />
i mean, i dont even know the existence of any of you,<br />
and yet, you have so many things to say about me behind my back?<br />
<br />
i mean, please lah, we're no kids here,<br />
since i came here, to egypt.<br />
i've never once like how things roll around here.<br />
how every smile has a double meaning,<br />
how every word is twisted around.<br />
<br />
to be honest, i tried not to care,<br />
but like i said, the hormones took control.<br />
ya Allah, what on earth did i do to you guys for me to be addressed in such manner?<br />
<br />
i was not really a person who cares,<br />
but this, is well, a bit too much.<br />
i thought you guys know better, budak budak pandai lah katakan.<br />
<br />
i just hope that one day, you guys can actually look back and feel sorry for yourself.Jay Isahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09794044693337204731noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063969742533615572.post-59966827608481103662013-01-19T11:45:00.002-08:002013-04-28T21:36:56.068-07:00you are your own enemy.Assalamualaikum,<br />
<br />
for whatever you've done in the past,<br />
please know that you are your own reason of your mistakes.<br />
if you were to "change"<br />
you should be saying, oh "ive sinned"<br />
instead of, "dont be sad over someone who cant take you to jannah" or some rubbish.<br />
<br />
for whatever you did back in those days,<br />
no one wants to know.<br />
and if you were to repent, you dont, i repeat,<br />
never! to put the blame on anybody else but yourself!<br />
<br />
example lah kan,<br />
you had a boyfriend, you had sex with him.<br />
dont blame him, he did not rape you, you gave yourself in.<br />
blame yourself.<br />
<br />
so my point here is that, stop trying to "prove" to the world of the innocence of yourself by putting whoever in your past as the spotlight,<br />
change your own fate! Jay Isahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09794044693337204731noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063969742533615572.post-36625263986975983502012-11-30T20:57:00.001-08:002012-11-30T20:58:32.657-08:00Istanbul, Aku Datang :)Assalamualaikum,<br />
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<br />
So... as many of you know,<br />
I'm leaving for Turkey in a few days,<br />
tho i know its like only a 2 hours flight from here,<br />
but im hyped up to see my family again :')<br />
last year, i had to skip my midterm exam this time around just because they were already waiting in Korea for me.<br />
(alasan :3)<br />
so as for this year,<br />
Istanbul, Aku Datang! (this is like a movie title kan? i heard it from mom, not sure if its right tho)<br />
<br />
<strike><span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">foods i want to eat in Turkey.</span></strike><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">1.Turkish ice cream (in the middle of winter?)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">2.Turkish yoghurt</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">3.Kebab (A must!)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace;">4.Turkish coffee</span><br />
<br />
but first,<br />
I have to ace the midterm exam i have on the morning of my flight,<br />
so wish me luck :)<br />
<br />
<br />Jay Isahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09794044693337204731noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063969742533615572.post-34934872411463191342012-11-16T06:17:00.002-08:002012-11-16T06:18:54.968-08:00of marriage, babies and engagement?Assalamualaikum,<br />
<br />
so mom accepted my proposal,<br />
my rsvp-underthestars-wedding, at my own garden.<br />
a small gathering for family and friends,<br />
the stop-enjoy-go rather than the normal stop-makan-balik ritual.<br />
this way, i can cut down budgets and enjoy my own wedding at the same time.<br />
:)<br />
<br />
oh oh, and did i tell you?<br />
im gonna be an aunt real soon.<br />
my brother and his wife got pregnant with their first baby.<br />
amazing right?<br />
im so gonna be the "awesome-est" aunt EVER.period.<br />
<br />
and and my cousin who's like 22 this year is getting engaged next month.<br />
how cool is that?<br />
i mean, we were bestfriends since ever.<br />
and now everyone is leading their own lives.<br />
its pretty awkward i tell you, but fascinating at the same time :)Jay Isahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09794044693337204731noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063969742533615572.post-68179589517555471482012-11-09T12:07:00.004-08:002012-11-09T12:07:58.033-08:00exam mode onAssalamualaikum,<br />
<br />
my practical exam is tomorrow,<br />
spots and cases.<br />
im putting way more effort than i ever did before,<br />
well, kinda.<br />
so im really hoping to ace this one,<br />
regardless of the 2 weeks i missed, travelling.<br />
<br />
so i really hope all ya'll here will pray for me.<br />
i missed almost all the classes cause this module was only for 3 weeks+one revision week.<br />
so lets just hope i can make it thru.<br />
<br />
'O Allah please guide me.Jay Isahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09794044693337204731noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063969742533615572.post-78921589898749567372012-11-06T08:52:00.001-08:002012-11-06T08:55:19.741-08:00A? B? Cs? they are just gradesassalamualaikum,<br />
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<br /></div>
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i used to not care about my results,</div>
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i wasnt even bothered to go to class before,</div>
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missing 2-3 weeks of class was nothing for me,</div>
<div>
as long as mom is satisfied with my grades,</div>
<div>
im good to skip even the whole module (well, i did it for 2 modules already -.-)</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
but if i were to think again,</div>
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why do i even bother wasting money on my tuition fees?</div>
<div>
only for some mere exam papers? some A,B,C?</div>
<div>
the money they invested on me should be put to good course,</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
the knowledge i cannot get from mere papers, thats what matters.</div>
<div>
fun? that can come later in life.</div>
<div>
i should sort my priorities again.</div>
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<br /></div>
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p,s : baru tahu grad nanti dia tunjuk cgpa -.-</div>
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<br /></div>
Jay Isahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09794044693337204731noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063969742533615572.post-47896246007083414582012-11-05T08:03:00.001-08:002012-11-05T08:03:15.825-08:00i was independent, i will always be.before meeting you,<br />
i can always go grocery shopping by myself,<br />
i was able to carry all the heavy bags myself.<br />
<br />
but then you happened,<br />
<br />
i admit, my burden is lessen with you around.<br />
i didnt have to carry the heavy bags myself.<br />
the 8kgs worth of cat foods and cat litter all by myself.<br />
i can just ask everything yet you seem to know almost everything.<br />
<br />
for 2 years, you were my google, my hands, my legs, my ear.<br />
<br />
and now that you're gone,<br />
im starting to feel the burden,<br />
of having to do everything by myself.<br />
of having to go thru the night alone to places.<br />
<br />
its not that i cant do everything by myself,<br />
its your presence im missing.<br />
<br />
but like what i promised my family and yours,<br />
im gonna be independent,<br />
so we can both have our dream future.Jay Isahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09794044693337204731noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5063969742533615572.post-38178985957253198202012-11-02T10:39:00.002-07:002012-11-02T10:39:26.654-07:00i wish money rolls down from Mount Sinaimoney money money.<br />
dad stopped supporting me since i came here,<br />
and well, i have just enough to pay this month's rent in my bank.<br />
how i wish i'm rich like them.Jay Isahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09794044693337204731noreply@blogger.com0