profile I'm adyla & i'm 19. I don't plan to delete this blog for now. Although I won't be active here anymore. So please visit me in my new blog, thanks. goal To upgrade. To achieve. To graduate. With rainbow colours. archives November 2007 December 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 the tagboard
affiliates My Crazy Sister, Zimah My Beloved Cuzzie, Nina My Beloved Cuzzie, Nisa My Beloved Cuzzie, Tasha My Lovely Sister, Kak Rufi My Close Gf, Shimma My Bestie, Charlotte My Close Gf, Syafiqah My Close Gf, Ain My Loving Friend, Aqidah My Adorable Buddy, Kathy My Sweet Friend, Taufiq My Cute Classmate,Janice My Cute Classmate's BF,Eugene S'pore Poly Make-Up Artiste Club credits you can remove this if you don't have a conscience. i assure you i will not hunt you down. skin by: Jane |
Thursday, December 18, 2008 @ 11:45 AM
I feel like I am walking on air Some pictures to share from the outing to West Coast last Sunday:  My little cousins. Adriana, Me, Rifdi  I don't know what they were doing anyways.My sister took all the pics using her phone. I feel like I am walking on air. Because the holidays are here and I finally have my own time to do the things I want, things that I've been putting aside for the past few months. The great thing is I have done quite a number so far. But the holidays is ending soon. So I gotta make sure I don't waste time. Examples of the things I've wanted to do and have done so are: Washing my laptop case and school bag, start exercising at my own pace at home, update my blog regularly(ahahaha), do research for my portfolio, eat Oreo cheesecake at MacCafe when I feel like it, organise the files in my harddisks, go out and watch late-night movies online till 3am with my sister. And many more... So ya, its a mix of 'waste-time' activities and useful ones too. One last good news! I am finally going to start to read the Quran for my ngaji, coz I completed my Iqra on Tuesday. Its the same as saying I have graduated from the normal alphabets, phrases and now I can read a proper book, explanation for those who might not understand. That's all. Oh ya, Kanye West's LoveLockdown sounds great. I don't care if any of you might not like it. It is creative and unique, so I love it. Ahahaha. Sunday, December 14, 2008 @ 7:10 AM
There were times I only had 1 post in a month I woke up very early today because I was in the mood to blog. Ahaha. Nah. That's not really the reason why I woke up early. After doing my Subuh(morning) prayers I wasn't really sleepy, so I decided to read through all my previous posts. So, then it eventually made me want to blog. Blogging After reading my previous posts, I came to this conclusion: I talked soo much! Complains, updates, school, love stories, about friends, school, work, advices, poems, school. However, I don't have that many posts. The maximum were just around 4-5 posts per month? I think so. There were times I only had 1 post in a month!I think most of the time was me saying how busy I am with school and assignments. Well actually that is not exactly true, because there ARE times where I am very free. Like now. Just that maybe most of the time when i update is during my busy period, to just kinda update, i guess. Madrasah Exams I completed my madrasah(islamic) exams yesterday. Alhamdulillah. So I eventually thought of continuing my islamic studies by signing up with this program that is like similar to A levels. But not exactly the same. Then, eventually moving up to getting a diploma or something. But I guess, that dream would have to be put aside for a while, due to financial reasons. I told my mum its okay, I'll go for it when I am officially working full-time. Then I can pay for it myself. Or if some random rich person wanna sponser me now. AHAHAHA.Apologies I am not a hard-core fan of posting up pictures, I will if I need to. So sorry if my posts are mostly words and it gets boring.Performances Last Wednesday I went to the Victoria Theater Concert Hall, Lottie was having a performance there. It was a performance mainly about dancing. It was produced from her dance school. Dancepointe. And she was one of the main cast, she was Cinderella! So pretty & cute. Ahaha. Too bad I have no pictures, forgot to take the pictures.I went with Shimma. But we sneaked out 45 mins earlier because it was getting late and we really needed to go home. ehehehe. I thought it would take around 2 hours, never expected it to take 3 hours. But we did inform her about us leaving earlier. And this coming Saturday, I will be going there again! My cousin, Nur is gonna perform a play! Wah, visit to that place 2 times this year. And finally I am a part of the audience. Last time, I was always a performer. So I did performed at the Victoria Theater once, when I was in choir, secondary school days. We Got Married I have not really mentioned much about my We Got Married (WGM) Addiction. But basically my favourite couple, the lettuce couple, HwangBo and Hyun Joong are gonna leave the show. So i am very sad about it. Huhuhu.. I am sooo going to miss them. But! I will make sure I watch out for any upcoming dramas/shows that they're gonna be in. Then can see them again!..ehehe.. Now I am happy again..Hahaha...Play On Sunday My family is going to West Coast to play later. So hopefully there will be some pictures or something. ahaha. Bu-bye!Friday, December 12, 2008 @ 12:46 PM
No amount of male attention is going to fill that emptiness I sat in the car that night and watched you while my heart tore to shreds. You were so pretty, so confident, so relaxed as you strolled across the street while your "boyfriend" casually rested his arm on your shoulder. How I longed to get out of the car, take anything I could get my hands on, and cover you with it, that I might conceal some of what you deemed prudent to reveal and save you from being the object of lustful gazes. Sure, your jeans fitted well, like a second skin, and your bare shoulders glistened beneath the street lights. No doubt, the effect you had aimed to achieve had been realized, but was Allah pleased with the effect you produced? That "look" that you spend such a lot of time cultivating — tell me, what will be its end? All of us at last will enter a dark and lonely earth-filled grave, where your body that you spent so much time trying to perfect for the eyes of others will be food for the worms and ants. The music that blared from the speakers of the car that you had emerged from shook the very earth beneath me, but undoubtedly an earthquake from Allah would have shook the ground even more. Where would that have left us, my dearest sister? Are you ready to meet your Lord? And then the Azan rang out. Not one of your friends switched off their thumping music. The call, sent to us by Allah since the time of His blessed Prophet, fell on deaf ears that were accustomed to the voice of Setan alone. And I cried as I thought of our Prophet (peace and blessings of Allah upon him) wandering the streets of Ta'if, calling towards the Oneness of God, towards a path that you have been blessed with, without any effort on your part. I cried as I pictured the stones from street urchins hitting his blessed body. Could you imagine yourself to be one of those who cast stones at the beloved of Allah and said to him, "Your way is not for me. Go, for I am at peace with what I have found. My desires reign supreme." Could it be that you are thinking like them — those who drew blood from his blessed body and caused his shoes to stick to his feet because of the excessive blood flowing into them? I had to stifle the urge to get out of the car, stand in the middle of the street, and shout at all of you to stop! For Allah's sake — stop! My dearest sister, I love you. More than anything, I desire success for you. And what is success? Is it attracting the glance of men who desire you for nothing more than your body? Is it going out and having a "good time"? I would never want to see you suffer. But time has taught me that the path you are on is a slippery one that leads to nothing more than misery. Once upon a time, I too believed that there was nothing more to life than having "fun." I too reveled in male attention that gave me a sense of self-worth — until I found purpose. "What is purpose?" you ask. One word — Allah and following His way. That means leading a life filled with service to mankind and spreading goodness. No amount of male attention is going to fill that emptiness, the void left by not having Allah in your life. I will pray for you and keep hoping that we will someday be friends in Paradise. Amin. Until then, I'm ready to help you in any way. I am your sister in Islam. I read this article from: http://www.iluvislam.com/v1/readarticle.php?article_id=1165 and thought of sharing it. I did some editing to it to match with my experience since I find that the article really reflects how I feel towards some of my friends around me. The message in this picture is really beautiful and I really like it very much.  Tuesday, December 9, 2008 @ 9:59 PM
don't have much to say So I had an injection last Friday, and some medication and cream to put on. I stayed home on Saturday and on Sunday I had my madrasah(islamic studies) final exam. I'm finally graduating! ahaha.. It was Hari Raya Haji yesterday, and I stayed over at Yishun, my grandma's place last nite. It was alright, staying over with my cousin. Just that most of the time we were just watching tv, since its the only thing we could do. ahaha. My good friend H called last night. Its good that he's doing well, since he's miles away. I don't have much to say, so bubye! Wednesday, December 3, 2008 @ 10:38 PM
poor handling of stress = eczema party I don't know exactly how I got a skin condition. All I know was, all the while I was always eating whatever I want. Since young, I had no allergy whatsoever. So, when I was in my upper secondary school days and I found out about Eczema, I was just confused. Never heard of it, but I got it. And I can't get rid of it. I'm gonna be stuck with it. Forever. "All you can do is to reduce its breakouts and maintain it" That was what the doctor said. "And you can't eat too much Chicken, Chocolate, Dairy Products, Seafood" That time my dad was there, and he said: "Oh, those are the type of food she likes to eat, especially chocolate and chicken" And my dad was nagging at me after that first doctor visit. Saying I eat too much la, cannot have too much chocolate la. Chicken also. I was so sad. My two most favorite food had to be reduced. And that doctor visit happened, last year. I visited up to 3 to 4 doctors. But finally this current doctor helped a lot and made sure there were some improvement to my skin. But still.. It will go then it wil come back, go again, come back. I visited this doctor a lot of times after that. And he's clinic is at Woodlands. Most of the time I go to Woodlands, just to go to his clinic. Coming to get more cream, buy medication. There were a couple of times I had to get an injection coz it was extremely itchy. Then another cause that he told me was that I cannot be stressed out. It promotes the eczema breakout, also known as Eczema having a party on my skin. Ahahahaha. I realise I handle my stress level very poorly. A little stress is alright to me, but I won't know when it gets too much. I keep saying I'm not, but maybe I really am. Maybe due to the assignments the past few weeks. And one more that is due this week. I always stay up until so late. This is one of my baddest bad habit. See the consequence: My biological clock became screwed. The time can be 12AM and I am still so fresh. Last time, when it was 10PM, I'll definitely get sleepy. I'm trying to repair it now. HAAAH.. K, that's it. I've complained enough. I wanna go sleep now. My mum is bringing me to the clinic again. FINALLY. It has been so long since I went there to get more medication. And all my cream has been used up. I seriously want an injection this Friday. Can't stand it. Bye! Monday, December 1, 2008 @ 9:52 PM
I'm praying that I'll make it I don't know what my fate will be. But I've been planning it for so long. I'm doing the best I can. And I'm always trying to show the best side of me. I'm praying that I'll make it. I don't want to depend on anyone. ~ rewrote it from the lyrics of OneRepublic's: Say(All I Need) |