y?

y is it that evrytime its my old bestie's bday,
i m just busy n packed up?

huhuhuh...

sunday.
on the 7th of february 2010,
my exruumie/bestie, named cik tyra, aka athirah mohd ramly, turned the big twozero.
and where was i?

at midnight?
on my bed,as i sent to her a simple bday note,
unlik the one mimi sent, which was extensively comel
well,it was straight frm my heart nevertheless.
:p
huhuhu...


during the day?
teaching.
i had classes back to back from 9am till 4pm.

but i had my 'girl' pains
at ard 2pm and had to call my form 4 class quit.

huhuhu...

ohmygod,
now, at 847pm,
on the 8th of february,
the day before my grandma's 8th year annivesary of death,
i got an idea,
i shud have asked my little 9 year old brats to sing fr my bestie last sunday!

omg!

im so sry tyra!
im so out of my element nowadays!
OMG!!!!



by the time this blog wud b posted,
wic most prolly b after my exams,

tyra wud have received her awesome bday presie!

hehehehe....

a straight frm the heart presie.
i made for u over the weekend, wait,the day b4 ur bday, b4 i started i studyin fr the day...heheheh
:)

i noe she'd love it.
as i havent given her yet at this moment of time.


to my best friend's boyfriend, en. mohd fauzan.
thank you :)
for occupying my bestie on her big twozero!
thru all the things i had to go thru with u!wic i will not mention.... aish!!!

and for cheering her up on her big day!
*whispers*
popo,
next year,
u, me,
we'll arrange something bigger ok popz?
:P
mimi,
u too!
hahaha...

:P

tyra,
here,
i have collaged some of the best times we've had together as besties...
right frm the first semester in uia,
back to when u were my AWESOME bunkmate!
back to all the nights we stayed up chattin during taaruf week!
for all those evenings we went to the pasar malam just to gossip abt evrything n ANYThing!.
for all those secrets we used to share...
for all those times i lepak-ed in your room, and needed a shoulder to cry on.
for all those times you were always there for me, and my friends
and the best of all,
for all those names we wud give out to all our frenemies...lolsz....

i would always cherish our times together!


tyra,
i love u girl!

:)

besties forever hunney...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY BESTIE TYRA!!!!

XXOOXX,
SUSUAFIFI

:D

pepatah melayu memang begitu.

Bertepuk sebelah tangan tak berbunyi.

or so thats how the malays say.
of course, they use that when it comes to love and things associated to people's feelings.
here i want to use it in the context that, in friendship for instance, where friends dont pop out from the blues. it takes two or more to actually spark a relationship.

it takes more than one party to make the effort to any kind relationship a go.

example of tepukan sebelah tangan:
friend 1: hey, i want to be your friend
friend 2: oh yeah? ok.
friend 1: im friend 1
friend 2: oh, im friend 2.
friend 1: im from mars
friend 2: *pause n thinks* oh, erm, im from pluto.
friend 1: *thinks to self= how come im doin all the talkin? :(*
friend 2: *ntn*
*cricket sound*

And the melt down of any relationship doesnt just happen. there are causes too.

*after the crickets were finally chased away~~~*
friend 2: eh, arent we friends?
friend 1: we were?
friend 2: *just looks*
friend 1: *walks away n thinks,"wat a question? it takes two to work"*

manakan daun berkencang jika tiada angin

or so something like that.
whereby things dont just happen like that if there werent a major cause. and referin back to the first line of malay quote, i would like to reinstate how important it is that, in any kind of relationship, it takes MORE than one party to actually make the cut for an actual relationship.

sparks

thats something many people think is very important in a relationship.
its like friction u noe,
as much as friction makes ur shoes go all worn out, and makes ur eraser shorter by every rub. we still love friction at its optimal in order to get to places, and erase those flaws.

friend a: ooooooo
friend b: lalalalala
friend a: omg-
friend b: we're like a harmony
*cricket sounds*

*crickets run into each other = sparkspark!*

friend a: i like u
friend b: me too!
friend a: ohmygod :)
friend b: we have chemistry.
friend a: like totally
*chummily friend 1 n friend b walk away in the w quietness, hand in hand*

:)

to my dearest eka, tyra and mimi,

friendship like ours is like hammering a jello to a tree

and thats exact reason y i love u guys to bits!

:)

life is too scandalous to care

thru all the crap tht has happened these past few days with people and things around me in this last week of cfs,


im always reminded,
no matter what,
no matter how,
and no matter whatever,


my life will always be too scandalous to care about little people,and little things...

hahah...

highlighting the dinner

catch the write up on thursday.
s i m kinda bz atm...hehehe

even without the red carpet.
n even without arriving on time.
n most important of all,
even without a prince in hand.

we arrived,
to our nines.
as the marnaria angels.

marjani,nabilah n i.

majlis berinai

pre-agd.

agd stands for annual grand dinner
so much for being grand.

we had a majlis berinai.

it was s very glamorous ceremony.

held with my angels
in the bestest place on earth.

cfs pj..
to be exact.
the jejantas of cfs.
how romantic was tht?

lolsz...

my first pay check.

She works hard for the money
So hard for it honey
She works hard for the money
So you better treat her right

She works hard for the money
So hard for it honey
She works hard for the money
So you better treat her right

Onetta there in the corner stand
And wonders where she is and
It's strange to her
Some people seem to have everything

Nine a.m. on the hour hand
And she's waiting for the bell
And she's looking real pretty
Just wait for her clientele

She works hard for the money
So hard for it honey
She works hard for the money
So you better treat her right

She works hard for the money
So hard for it honey
She works hard for the money
So you better treat her right

Twenty five years have
Come and gone
And she' seen a lot of tears
Of the ones who come in
They really seem to need her there

It's a sacrifice working day to day
For little money just tips for pay
But it's worth it all
Just to hear them say that they care

She works hard for the money
So hard for it honey
She works hard for the money
So you better treat her right

She already knows
She's seen her bad times
She already knows
These are the good times

She'll never sell out
She never will
Not for a dollar bill
She works hard

She works hard for the money
So hard for it honey
She works hard for the money
So you better treat her right

She works hard for the money
So hard for it honey
She works hard for the money
So you better treat her right

She works hard for the money
So hard for it honey
She works hard for the money
So you better treat her right

on the last saturday of january,
as finished my one n half hour class in the masjid...
i had my breakfast with the rest of the teachers...

they were all gettin these small white envelopes frm the committee members...i was like, 'm i not gona get one??'

then finally..


i did.

lying inside was my very first, paycheck. :)

♥ trusted upon me is thy heart. ♥

This ♥ heart ♥ of mine sits here still.
As it lays in my arms,
i ponder upon the wide blue seas that reflect wonderfully in the lonely praire.

Letting it slip into the deep blue ocean is one event,
I would never let.

I shall keep it here.
♥ With me. ♥

Somewhere here.
Where i know.

For my heart is not mine.
It's Allah's.

What rights do I have upon it?

Yours Truly.
Suria Afifah.