gosh.. it's been 2 years and i'm still my old deluded-self absorbed-erotomanic-total moron self. have been thinking about the same issues again and again, not to mention being reminded by those who are ignorant enough, doing nothing to know me, and yet shamelessly admit that they are my friend.
all right, yes, i'm the ignorant one, i'm the obnoxious cow,and yes i know i'm the one that give them can-you-please-shut-your-mouth-and-stop-asking-about myself- look to people when they try (a little less than hard) enough to "know" me.



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but i can't be blamed for trying to keep my own secret can i?
I can't be blamed for trying to keep the skeleton safe in the closet right?
Nevertheless, I can't blame those people for solemnly and religiously asking me... on and on..and on.. about the same less-than-clever question.
all right, all right.. the bloody question is..."all of people getting married, when are you going to be a bride yourself?"
Doesn't they know that the bloody interrogation drives me nut and brought total morose to my life? haven't they got a clue that my heart is aching from not wanting to answer the idiotic question let alone to hear it for the zillionth time? Doesn't they know that i need a break from those silly issue?
Allright.. allright. They haven't got any clue.
And it's all coming back to my own fault.
It's all because I'm keeping all the secrets to myself.
I'm keeping all the emotional response to myself, and not even once trying to tell them frankly that I have my own matters to endure.
[and I think I don't have to guess that,
they don't even think that I also have the same feeling of longing to be one, not to mention, I'm also at my tender age, aren't I?
And again, I don't have to guess that, they wouldn't know how those question hurt me so deeply, breaking and tearing my heart-because a marriage seems to me like a very high ambition, and in fact - too high to be reached by my less-than-filthy hands]
Sometimes, I feel like shouting;
GUYS, I REALLY NEED A BREAK, AND IF YOU DON'T HAVE ANY CLUE, CAN YOU PLEASE STOP BUTTING INTO MY PERSONAL MATTERS? CAN YOU PLEASE ABSTAIN YOUR BLOODY MOUTH FROM ASKING ME THE SILLY QUESTION??but yet, i'm just a hippocrite and selfish immature little cow.
I'm not going to tell them off like that.
Cross that.
I'm NEVER going to tell them off like that.
I'm proffesional, OK. And I live in a peaceful, happy and warmth environment. People in this community don't fight, let alone cursing, or even increase their voice.
Except for one stupid biatch i used to live with in College Court. . zettai ni urusanai!
Ok, leave that alone
By the way, I myself am not the type of person who would curse or use bad words inappropriately. Eventhough I was brought up in an environment that uses plenty of high-standard cursing languages and techniques. I never fancy to use them myself.
But sometimes, when I feel at the edge, I do feel like cursing as well.
But no, I'm bound to know that as a muslim, those unforgivable words will not bring any good, ruining the good relationship and turn the livable, peaceful environment into a complete turmoil.
( Blimey! I do have personal experience on that one too! And it wasn't very nice to recreate the situation,not to mention, it wasn't even a pleasure to recall it. Quite an insult to my memory parts of temporal lobe.)
And again, I keep reminding myself that, living in anguish and going on blaming other people for my own fault won't buy me a better life to live in. However, those angelic reminders are at times, diluted by this small, cruel, evil-like thoughts (as above). The angelic reminders would fight in its own battle with the evil-like thoughts. And sometimes, the angelic reminders just want to surrender, waving the white flag and just say, " I don't want to fight in this losing battle anymore!! Give me a break!"
come to think about it again, my uncertain inner-self battles are quite often initiated by those questions asked by those mouthes which happily supply their question exessively, without even considering that the demand is actually quite low.
as low as the lowest point on earth. and what would that be? the lowest mantle i presume, because i just googled it. I completely lost in geography now. such a waste!
anyway, back to the main issue - the people whom sparks my inner battle.
Wait. Wait a minute.
Didn't I just reverse to square one now?
Blaming other people for my own weakness?
For my own stupidity?
And for my lack of self-restrain and failing anger management skills?
Duh!! What a cow!
come on girl. Get a grip!
I better pen off now. before i turn into a deluded moron again.
and ah. what's that feeling? quite refreshing.
I'm a little relief now, that i've poured some of the dead armies from the so called uncertain inner-self battle in this black page.
( I've just managed to retrieve the password back after two years, tracking old emails and remembered that I do create another email which I hardly open and has been deactivated. But anyway, that's worth it.)
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AstaghfiruLLahal 'azim 'ala kulli hal.
Ighfir dzunubi Ya ALLAH,
Allahumma Afrigh 'alaina sabran wa thabbit aqdamana wansurna 'alal qaumil kaafireen.
ALLAHumma inni a'udzubika min hamadzatisy syayateen,
wa a'udzubika Rabbi, an yahdhuruun.
Ameen.
(May I be a better person, and lead the life honestly. Ameen)
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