Good Luck !

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I said before that my sister chose to be a teacher for applying for university and I am not sure whether she get the course or not. But one thing for sure, she got the Forensic Course in USM ! Which is my master target.. And of course since I love Forensic, I told her to go for it. Since she is so clueless with her future, I think she'll listen to me. Hahahaha. Innocent lil sister.

At first, when my mother said that she got the course, I was yelling hard. No way ! But then, after not so long thinking, it's good to have my lil sister to study Forensic, in case I change my mind in future *I change my mind a lot*, at least I know that she's be the one who continued my dream. =P

Anyway, good luck Farah *If you choose to accept the offer*. I hope you will become a good Forensician, and of course as long as you wear that tittle in your name, I'll be the one who always jealous with you. Good luck !

P/S= 6 days to go before I say 'Hi motherland' ! ^^

Home Again.

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I guess, no matter how far you go or how grown up you become, there always a place that you can turn your head back without a second thought. Home.. Ain't I right? Hee.

Well.. When I have a house one day, I'll make it a home. The kind of house that you can see and feel the sunlight in day and the house that lighted with the moonlight in night.

A very large garden full with greenish plant and a lot of herbs, so that you can smell the raw herbs in the morning. And when it's rain, you are can feel the droplets on your face and feet but yet you are safe and dry.

The kind of house that full with laughter and Iman and Taqwa. That, what I called home. One day.. InsyaAllah..

P/S= I am going home again. Hee.

The Month That I Love The Most.

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You know what, time really pass by. The next month month there will be Ramadhan ! How fast. Sincerely, I love Ramadhan the most. The air, the environment, the time I spend, the tiredness, the terawih, the night and the people are all different. And that differences, I love it the most.

When it's come to Syawal, the air and the surrounding are totally different. Ramadhan, there always peacefulness month and the beautiful night-moon to me. Syawal, always the smell of nasi tomato, sounds of kids running and shouting, the smell of burning oil lamps, the sound of firecrackers, the time when mother and father are dating at veranda alone and the time to get to work.

Syaaban is the month of waiting. But don't worry, I love all the months. Because each months are different.

And I forget to tell, Ramadhan is also the month where I'll go home in Malaysia. That why I love Ramadhan the most !

Happy Syaaban and Happy becoming Ramadhan.