Old Note 2.

If by chance we meet on this road again, will you pause and smile for a second? 

"In the first 30 seconds, I think you are like mango, various taste, 

then calm and strong like apple, 

but at last, I choose strawberry, 
bright red, sweet and sour, cute and soft!"

....................................................

I found this sweet note written by one of my friends years ago. I don't remember when and why did I wrote it down in my old notebook, but all I know is; this sweet note is one of those simple things that made my days. (Walaupun hanya pasal buah ehehe :P ) 

No matter how people often say that simple things are just trivial things, sometimes, all those simple and small things are the ones who have big impact on someone's life. See how much this simple note never fails to bring smiles upon my face every time I read it. Thank you dear for such a sweet message. May Allah bless you. 

"It's sweet when someone knows every single detail about you. 
Not because you constantly remind them, but because they pay attention."

: 28th July 2011.

: Malaysia.

: 09.41 p.m.

: Thanks for all those simple yet sweet things you ever done to me. 

Yes, thanks to you. Yeah, you.

The one who reads this. Thank you.

Wallflower.

All that we can do, is smile. It would be like this, for a while.

"If you give up, no one can help you. 

But if you want to keep building your future, 
then no one can stop you either."

:26th July 2011.

: Malaysia.

: 11.11 p.m.

: See, even through all the tears, there is happiness, isn't it?

2 + 3

Keep in mind that I love you.

Never underestimate the pain of a person, 

because honestly, everyone is struggling. 

Some people just hide it better than others.

"Now it is different. 
To feel like I’m moving along in life, to feel like I’m on my way to where I want to be,
 feeling happiness and melancholy alike are a must, even failure. 
You always feel a touch of regret with the days that have gone by.
That is why, to compensate for that remorse, you have to strive even harder in the future.”

I need you to have faith in me, especially when I lose faith in myself.

: 24th July 2011.
(Happy xxth Birthday, Abah! 143)

: 01.06 a.m.

: Malaysia.

: Just like a puzzle; a mystery.

Old Note 1.

I'm watching: Patience

 "This day is too precious to be corroded by acid worries and regrets. Keep your chin high and your thought sparkling, a mountain leaping in the spring sunshine. Seize this day. It will never come again." 

"Verily, man is bound to lose himself;
unless he be of those who attain to faith and do good works,
and enjoin upon one another the keeping to truth,
and enjoin upon one another patience in adversity."
Al-Asr 103: 2-3

: 22nd July 2011.

: 02.30 a.m.

: Malaysia.

: I've came across a few notes and quotes that I've written years ago. 

I never knew that I used to be such a thoughtful person before.

I guess I've grown up too much and forgot how to appreciate this life that God has given me.

And I almost forgot the messages in the surah that emphasises on the value of time.
Time is indeed gold. No, it's more than gold if you ask me.

Petai nanang.

"A friend hears the song in my heart and sings it to me when my memory fails."

taken from: innocenthee.tumblr.com

: 21st July 2011.

: 04.00 a.m.

: Malaysia.

: I've eaten the petai that three of us took from the tree (using our own hands and that heavy galah). 

Even though we only spent three days and two nights together, 

the memories that we created together will always remain in my heart. 

Thank you for everything. I'm really grateful having you two in my life. 

I can't wait to watch the videos that we took on our way to the bus station. Hot summer! :P

Home sweet home.

I'm listening to: Because I Miss You 

Been meeting cute little boys with curly hair and shy smiles, who happen to capture my heart the moment I saw them praying in one saff (line) on the airplane.

Don't judge a book by its cover. And don't, don't ever judge a person based on their appearance.

It's not easy to control your anger, what more if the same thing happened. But hey, the reward after you manage to keep your temper is much more valuable than you can imagine.

Thanks for the kind offer. Seriously I will be okay. Thank you again, may Allah bless you.

Being alone in a crowded place sometimes brings you a moment of solitude; the moment where you can sit back and think about your journey in life alone.

When I said that I was tired spending hours and hours on the plane, I meant it. So please, don't try to ask me any more questions before I meet my family. I need to use my remaining energy to keep them in my embrace later.

My first meal back in my hometown: Nasi Daging Merah with Iced Mocha. Ahha.

My dearest cat, Maoww is skinnier compared to the last time I saw her.

My siblings are taller than before, making me look shorter when I am standing among them.

I find that the internet connection is faster at around 1 am to 6 am in the morning. That's why I stayed up these past few days and yeah, I am suffering from jet lag (even though I can curb it if I sleep at the right time, but I didn't). Ahha.

I am watching a new Korean drama; Heartstrings (despite the slow internet connection). Still, I find that City Hunter is better compared to this cute drama. Maybe because of Lee Minho? Hahaha, I don't think so. It's the plot. Really.

My throat hurts. I need to drink a lot of plain water, I guess.

I will go to my friend's house this Sunday. Hope that three of us won't make a lot of noise, especially when we are gossiping and watching over our oppas' videos. He he he.

My house is in a mess. Need. to. clear. everything. up. Oh. my. God.

Praying hard that my friends in Plymouth are alright. Please take care, don't forget to eat and sleep sufficiently.

I'm waiting for the latest episode of my City Hunter. Please english subtitles, pleaseee! The preview is killing me. Oh, english subtitles, please hurry up!

: 14th July 2011.

: 02.15 a.m.

: Malaysia. 

: Seriously I need to clean my house. 

xyz.

"If something like that happens again, just give me a secret code!"

"XYZ, what is that?"

"The last three letters of the alphabet. It represents there is nowhere else to go."

: 09th July 2011.

: Plymouth, U.K.

: Just finished watching the latest episode of him. *ehehe* 

Don't know why, but out of many lines in this drama, I love these lines. 

By the way, tonight, I will start my journey back to Malaysia. 

Please pray for me and my friends. 

Sheeppo!

I'm listening to: Crazier 

Day 1: 

(London to Paris)

Arrived at the meeting place very early. Met a friendly family of four. Two cute little boys. Friendly group tour. South Africa. Jordan. Australia. Japan. New Zealand. Mauritius. United Kingdom. Singapore. Malaysia. Two cute naughty boys. A bright cute little girl. Friendly single ladies. Makcik-makcik Kekwat, a little bit kekwat at times but actually friendly and caring. Caring aunties and uncles. Hot couple. Mix couple. A skillful bus driver. A friendly and helpful tour guide.

Day 2:

(Paris)

Bonjour. Croissant. Same old Paris. Lots of people. Extra caution needed. Met a Parisian who can speak Malay. "Nama saya Yassin. Saya orang Perancis." Something happened. Again. How could you. Disappointed and angry. Prayed at La Grande Mosquee de Paris. Serene. Champs Elysees. Dinner at the old place. Reminisce. Go straight (say it with the French 'r'). "Where's my cake?"

Day 3:

(Paris to Burgundy to Macon)

Sorry for the surprise dear. It's grape juice. Really. Great dinner. Fish. Rice. A birthday surprise. Fooling around. Watched a foreign TV programme without subtitles.

Day 4:

(Macon to Lauterbrunnen)

Long journey. Tiring. Spent most of the time on bus. Well, slept most of the time to be exact. Met our four friends. Screamed our lungs out. Sneak out. Playground.Waterfall. 

Day 5:

(Lauterbrunnen, Switzerland)

Subhanallah. Praise be upon God. Such a beautiful place. Such a wonderful creation. Ice Age. Met two Japanese guys. Pure white. Mind-blowing. Great and caring group. A warm hug for her. Vandalism. Raining. Confusing dinner.

Day 6:

(Lauterbrunnen to Pisa to Tuscany)

A misty morning. Wonderful scenery. Mountains covered with mist. Cool and serene. Pisa. Hot summer. Souvenirs hunting. Photo racing. Dance? I don't know how to.

Day 7:

(Florence to Venice)

Hot yet windy. Thank God for the wind. Ate a delicious, adventurous ice cream ever. Melon and Pistachio. "Make the girls happy." Touched. Giggling and posing on Gondola. Red stripes. Dawn. Tapping game. "I saw you". Two packets of maggie. 

Day 8:

(Venice)

Breakfast. Gossiping. Hanger. Getting to know others more. A small round table. Eight people. Getting lost in Venice. Another adventurous ice cream. Met a mask maker. The price of a bright smile. Red piano, cute piano player. Sore feet. Two groups. One group, photo taking. Another group, playing hide-and-seek. Heart thumping. Nerve wracking. Won. Met a Malaysian couple. Happy. An unwelcome surprise on the bus. Mind cracking. Met a Pakistani couple. Sweet. Subtle way of telling someone to stop smoking. Thank God. Another two packets of maggie.

Day 9:

(Venice to Munich)

Long journey. Cool toilet cleaning. Gloomy Munich. Shops closed. Met two Malaysian ladies.Walking under the rain.  Mr Zul's pose. A cute son sitting on father's shoulder. Bright smiles. Wrong information. Beautiful waitress. Delicious cheesy pasta. Carbonated apple juice. Headache. Change drink. Plain water. Danke. Photo taking. Out of hand. True colours. Went back early. "So pretty". Running in the rain. Shivering. Two cups of hot chocolate.

Day 10:

 (Munich to Boppard)

Long journey. I am Legend. Fantastic boat cruise. Beautiful scenery. Enjoyed. A display TV. Great buffet. Fish stew. Air-borne? Evening walk together. Like a big family. Sat on the jetty, admiring the beauty of His creation. Wonderful singing by a cheerful girl. Encore. Photo taking. Stone throwing. Playground. A moo prank. A curious case of a wink murderer. Sheep-sheeppo! Enjoying every minute of it. Getting dark. Bright smiles. Happy. Went back. Radio. Slept with a warm heart. 

Day 11:

(Boppard to Amsterdam)

Breakfast. A warm sheeppo greeting. Slept on the bus. Borrowed ipod. A nice happy group photo. Windmills. Cheese and more cheese. A very entertaining clog making. Bright green remote control. Can't switch on the television. Frustrated. On the radio. English songs. Buffet. Walking tour. Red. Windows. Dirty. Narrow. Stomachache. Toilet hunting. 50 euro pence. Fillet o fish. Carbonated cold ice tea. Frustrated. Tropicana. Refreshed. One cheerful and active girl. Six Malaysian ladies. Tired and bored of waiting. Another round of tapping game. Packing. Slept late.

Day 12:

(Amsterdam to London)

An early start. No eggs. Black and white cows. Lunch stop in Bruges, Belgium. Walking under the rain. Veggie burger. Heading back to the U.K. Cruise. Wobble. Went for a fresh air. Sitting on the deck. The two boys came. Fooling around. With them and Makcik-makcik Kekwat around, it felt like heading to a new destination together. But, it's not. Happiness outside, sadness inside. Gonna miss them. Seriously. Reached London. A big group hug. Hugging and shaking hands. Smiles, prayers, promises and tears. One by one left. Memories remain.

: 07th July 2011.

: 12 days in Europe, now back in Plymouth, U.K.

: Thank God for such a great trip and wonderful group. 

Thanks for the beautiful bonds and memories created.

Thanks for everything. You guys are great.

Take care, till we meet again.