Just pray for the best i guess

Its really hard to find a good opening for a post and honestly it takes me a while to publish a single post. Shafs of Loughbrough (UK) knows how long it will take me to publish something. Other day ago, he grumbles how long for me to post. I honestly do not have good English writing skills talent inside of me, but I still prefer to type in English because I want to be fair to the rest of the world; to the visitors to able to read my blog. I believed and since English language is the 2nd language of most countries, it’s better to write something in English rather than writing my post in Malay Language.

Unconditional
We never knew how much a person could be really have meaning or important to our life. The feeling of loneliness and missing started to build up inside of us, when those people have been away with no news for a while. The distance of separation doesn’t really prove it can be crucial to us but the time frame of how long the separation is the main reason why we are having butterflies feelings inside of us.

To be frank with you, my family is not like the typical family which has a superb connection between each and every member in the family. For instant, my siblings and I don’t really do much attachment together, especially during our kiddy days. Our life is simple, “me me you you”.  But when we started to grow old, we started to bring a feeling of appreciations in between us. The feeling of being together is like a wanting to us all. In 2003, my eldest sister Hartini, the 1st member of this family had went to Brisbane, Australia to continue her BioMedic course there. At 1st there’s no such thing is missing or “I wish you can just study in Brunei”, true that was at 1st. For a couple of months that feeling still does not show any signal of visibility. But when the season of Ramadan came, there’s nothing I wish for, but to wish that she was here with us.

Same goes with my brother, gosh my world and my brother is totally dissimilar. He runs his life with no single in context with my life, although we sleep in the same bedroom. I repeat “me me him him”. Until in August 2005, two weeks before he set off to UK, we were inseparable. We went shopping together, even on his last day, which is five hours before he flew to UK, we went to BISMI to get his copy of Tafsir for him to bring to UK. His ex-laptop (the laptop was stolen by some crazy maniac of Newcastle peeps, he lost two laptop last year his house recieved unattended break in by a burglar when he and his friends went vacation to Notingham, sigh he just bought his new laptop for two months, but sadly its gone now. His housemates too had lost their laptops individually also) twinhead brand was chosen by me; yeah I pick the twinhead for him. Damn I wish to kill that thief. Since the night when he left me all alone in this room, I only have his desktop computer to accompany me every day.

I repeat the feeling of important and missing rises when it has started to walk away from our life. One wish that I always wanted to have is to be in a whole family again just like our kiddy days. In 2008, Insyaallah, both my eldest sister and brother will complete their course overseas and return back home permanently. I’m looking forward to be there, and pray me and my family to have a longer life, because I really want the whole family experience again. You know what, besides feeling happy for them to be learning overseas, the feeling SUCKS also born. I hope you’re not too over proud to be learning overseas, because I hope you can think of those people who you had left back in your country. Trusr me, they really miss you, and I hope you miss them too. You know it better than i do.

I like this week?
Last Saturday I received a Mail to collect my stuff at Lapangan Terbang PostOffice. Not really excited thou because I don’t know from who it is. I also received my espeed2 (TelBru) bill, sigh my allowance for this month is still pending, so my dad will pay for me.. YESH!. But I want him to credit it to my HSBC bank account, as usual I like to pay my bill online. Continue, So yesterday I went off to the post office to collect my goodies. It’s easy to recognize from who it is from the cover. For basic lesson for me, if it’s a white Box, for sure it’s from Australia, and I will guess it is send by my sister. And if it’s a chocolate wrapped package, definitely it’s from my brother. You know what, I did mention this on my last last post (ago) when Shafs had send me a ValenciaFC mascot doll, and the inspector have this sarcastic tone I guess, saying the word doll aloud, it doesn’t makes me feel alright about it. So I repeat if I were to order some underwear from Singapore online shop, let say ebay.sg, I’m sure the inspector would cry out loud “SPENDID”, bida jua tu.. So this inspecting thing is not my thing. It really destroys the system of privacy. I’m not complaining, because I know that’s how things are run in here or where ever.

After getting my goodies, I went to UBD lib. to grab some books for my Malay reference. Carrying eight thick books from the library towards my car, which I had parked it at FOS parking area is really exhausting. The moral of the story is, if you were planning to borrow a bunch of books from the library, don’t forget to bring a plastic bag with you, or a bag.

Night, while I was busy doing my Malay assignment, while listening to my usual music, Jay Chou, I overheard laughter, a familiar laughter that I recon. And I was physically half naked, I check out, to my surprise it was my eldest sister. This is the 2nd time she went back to Brunei in surprise event. As usual his twin dentist BF, accompany her. I went to the nearest shop in Kampong Subok with my 2nd sister to get some refreshment for them. My sister is back to do her surgery course in Brunei, the 1st question I ask her, “mana tah ko belajar nie?” she replied “RIPAS”, I replied back “Wow nice ada RIPAS university”. Then off I went inside my room to continue my Malay assignment.

Today
Great news too, my Malay is due on Saturday. Haha I like eh :D My Malay assignments is almost done :D so Insha’Allah I’m going to submit it on Thursday, because on Saturday I won’t be around at UBD, I’ll be at RTB, to be the news presenter… NOT haha just kidding Afta, haha how I wish, I’ll be at RTB to witness my friend Farah to do her forum. I hope she win. Eh Afta siok tu eh mun kita dua jadi presenter News. “Isi berita~” Hahaha udah atu :P. Oyeah my Brother is in big trouble, we received a mail from him tadi, and he send us some Money, which is a silly thing to do but I like it haha, this is not the 1st time he send us a money. As usual my dad will store his money at his inactive Standard Charted Bank, LOL. My dad like his former IBB bank bah or BiBD or whatever u called it. I’m still loving my Baiduri Bank as my primary Bank and HSBC Bank, although My HSBC is only there to pay my Bills. Oyeah to add up, I’ll be soon getting a new Air-Con, so any brand you want me to get?

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Zariah.. sorry I’m searching for the translation too, My turkey friend English nya inda berapa..

AND YES to all cali kan haha apakan~ Zariah you have friendster, me want to add you :P To afta and afee.. just continue being what you guys are good at haha LOL, To Afta heres a decent post for you to read

Me and my Siblings
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The Mail Letter to collect my Goodies
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Packages recieved, 3 Bajuss recieved
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The 8 UBD’s Lib Books
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My Eldest Sister

Just a random photo i took today. My only Laptop

One comment

  1. Afifah says:

    sikit saja ni ku komen. hehe.

    abt the siblings, that “me me you you”… it actually also refers to my siblings and I.. ;)

    and and. i sooooooooooooooooooo love your lappy!!! rugged… lama udah ku planning kn berlaptop ani wang. tapi nda kana balikn. nanti th, dpt boipren kaya, minta balikan ku tarus. HAHAHAHAHA. nada dihhh… astahhh. mun scholarship, inshaAllah kana balikn tu. tunggu saja ca. kekekeke

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