Nadot's Words

Friday, 16 May 2008

A wedding card, a parcel, and a sweet gift ~ =)

"It isn't the size of the gift that matters, but the size of the heart that gives it." ~Quoted in The Angels' Little Instruction Book by Eileen Elias Freeman, 1994

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Sonoknye....

today, I received a wedding card from Ziera. Yup, I know I couldn't attend the ceremony, but I could feel the excitement and am really happy for her and fazli. Second wedding card I received in Scotland after Farah's. Thanks Farah and Ziera for wasting your time and money sending me your wedding card all the way from Malaysia to Scotland even you guys knew I couldn't attend. Thank you so much..Love you both..

Besides Ziera's card, I've also received a parcel from my mom..yeay!!..been waiting for it for a week.. Can't wait to read Conan 60 that mom sent. Mekaceh Mak...muaaahhhzzz...hihihi...

Inside the parcel was also a gift from AWAK... I knew that he was going to send me something through my mom. But he said it was a surprise and just wait and see. But my mom, not knowing that it was a suprise, told me when we talked on the phone what AWAK bought for me.. AWAK..next time, wrap la bende tu.. So, bcoz suprise tak jadi...Nak suprise lagi AWAK..boleh??..hehehe...just kidding... Anyway, I really love it.. I wonder where you got your good taste from(from me la...hehehe)...

Okay guys...K linda dah panggil utk lunch..

Till the next post...later! :)

Thursday, 15 May 2008

Her story - part 4 ~ Tribute to a friend

There is magic in long-distance friendships. They let you relate to other human beings in a way that goes beyond being physically together and is often more profound. ~Diana Cortes

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She felt terrible yesterday. She'd hurt her good friend. The friend said she had not. But she knew she did. That friend as usual just being a good friend told her that that friend didn't feel anything and that she'd just imagining things. But, knowing herself, she knew she hurt that friend.

She can be very very persuasive at times. And yesterday she was being very persuasive to that friend. It wasn't entirely her fault really as that friend had promised before that she could ask anything she wanted except one or two things that that friend told her not to. So yesterday, she asked that friend a question that wasn't on the list of the questions not to be asked. But that friend can't answer that question and that friend apologized for not being able to answer.

But being her persuasive self, she demanded the answer from that friend and start to bring up the past conversation when that friend told her that she could ask anything. But that friend just apologized and blamed that-friend-self again and again and never once that friend blamed her for forcing that friend to tell her something that that friend couldn't tell.

That friend was being very gentle and tried really hard not to hurt her more as that friend knew she has a very sensitive heart and sulk easily even she continued to demand the answer to a not-important-question. And after a long conversation of her demanding and that friend apologizing, she realized, as usual, she was being childish again. She realized that things won't always worked out like the way she wanted and she can't force that friend to do what the friend didn't want to do just to fill her curiosity. And that friend kept saying that she wasn't the one to be blamed, she was a good friend and etc to lift her up.

She still has a lot to learn not only on how to be a good friend, but a good human being as well.

To that friend, thank you for being a good friend. And even one day we'll contact each other less as we both will have our own separate life, just so you know and hope you'll remember that you had once been considered as one of my good friends and I'm honored to be your friend as well (since 2001 ke 2002 eh?..huhu)...

Later..

Saturday, 10 May 2008

~Her Story - Part 3 eh?..huhu~

"Have you ever been hurt and the place tries to heal a bit, and you just pull the scar off of it over and over again. " ~Rosa Parks

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She's tired of all the fightings. She's tired of feeling angry and sad. She wants to be happy. But lately what they did was fighting all the time. It wasn't actually fighting as she was the one who did all the talking when he started to say wrong thing at the wrong time or didn't say anything at all when all she wanted was soothing words to make her feel better. She hates it when everytime she wasn't feeling good and need someone to talk to, she had to turn to her friends instead of him to make her feel better.

She blames herself for having a very very very sensitive heart. But she blames him more for not understanding her enough after almost 4 years together. He said everything will be better once she goes back home. "Will it be better?", often she wondered. Is their love so weak that it can only be good when they're near but not when they are far from each other? Isn't a true love should make it through all conditions, through thick and thin, through far or near, through everything??!?

She didn't care if he soothed her with words taken from movies or from poems, or maybe from song lyrics, but why can't he just comforted her? Was it so hard to make her feel better?

She's really confuse right now. She hates being sad. She hates being gloomy as gloom as the weather today. No sun for the whole day and she just spent her day on her bed watching videos on you tube.

Just one question in her read right now, will 'they' survive?

Enuff said... :(

Friday, 9 May 2008

Spring is here~

Waaahhh...haven't write for quite a long time... even i'm not a good writer or a good story teller, but still i miss writing in this blog...huhu...so..here comes my first entry for this month...

Lots had happened since my last entry.. not going to write everything here though.. huhu...

Anyway, the weather here is getting better and better everyday - as in warmer and sunnier; which resulted in a happier me! (My mood is affected by the weather) ...hehe...I bought some flowering plants from Dobbies and planted them on my balcony.

Yesterday, K Linda and I went for a stroll along the Union Canal , 5 minutes walking distance from our flat, and jakun2 there for a while.

This afternoon, we went to Silverknowes Beach here in Edinburgh - 25 minutes by bus from the city centre. We were very excited after sgt lame terperuk dekat rumah all these while during autumn and winter... So, again we were very jakun and i can't stop myself from posing & menggedik2 dpn kamera di laut...huhuhu...

Hurm....I don't really know why..but suddenly, I've lost my mood to write...so...till fingers meet keyboard again...later... hoho

Saturday, 19 April 2008

3 paragraphs...ok..?!?!..huhuhu

I stared at the screen of my laptop, thinking of something to post on my blog. I was blanked. Nothing really came into my mind. I stared again...and again...and again...Still, I was blanked.

I took a look at the first page of my blog. Most of the recent posts were on sad thoughts, emotional stuff, hatred, and feeling down. Yup, there were few on happy thoughts and happy moments, but I never thought I am this pathetic...huhuhu

So, now, I'm typing this, thinking to myself, that even if my mind still blank, I already have 3 paragraphs for this post. And i'm also currently thinking, that I should stop writing and publish this post even I didn't say anything in particular..hohoho...Again, at least, I have 3 paragraphs (Igt senang ke?..hehe)..

Enuff said.. :D

Tuesday, 15 April 2008

Memoirs of a musical box...

"Please play a piece of the piano for me" - written on top of the musical box

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I remember when I was 13 years old, when I first started my life away from home (away la sangat bile sekolah less than 1 km je dr rumah and I can even see my house’s rooftop from my classroom) – tp still boarding school eh, and can only balik rumah once in a fortnight.

Anyway, on one weekend when we were allowed to balik bermalam for the first or 2^nd time after the orientation week, I went to a photo shop with my mom to take a picture of me – passport size for all those uncountable forms that should be filled in. It was a small shop in Tmn Bukit Maluri (it’s still there), and other than picture frames and photo albums, they sold musical boxes as well – with different designs and melodies.

While my mom was paying for my passport size photos, I took a look at those musical boxes and heard each of their melodies and I was very captivated by a piano-shape musical box and its melodies – which had also been played by a piano. The price was around RM30-40 which for me that time, was quite expensive to be given to a 13 yr old girl whom might not take a good care of it.

I asked my mom for the musical box, and she said, it was expensive and she did not have enough money that time. I was a bit disappointed, but there was nothing I can do as I had no money myself. If I’m not mistaken, that was on Saturday, so on the next day, my parents sent me back to the hostel.

The following weekend, my mom came to visit me in hostel. And like the usual happy ending stories, - she bought me the musical box. I can’t remember exactly what happened that day, but I remember, I waited for my mom to come, then she gave me a box. I was very happy as I opened the box knowing that it was the piano inside it and played it a few times before I kept it back in its box.

And since then, I took it with me everywhere (not everywhere as in I put it in my bag or in my pocket everywhere I went but to new places like when I entered matriculation and first degree). And now, after more than 11 years, it still stands tall (short is more like it) in front of me on my study desk here in Scotland.

I love the musical box so much, and I love my mom even more (infinity times more than I love the musical box…huhu).

Sunday, 13 April 2008

~Emo 3~

I think by now, everyone knows that I'm a very very very emotional person. I tried, honestly, I really did try not to let myself be controlled by emotion. But again, for the umpteenth times, I failed.

I tried to ignore their presence. I tried to act as if they were not there. But i feel they are everywhere. And whenever I tried to have a good time, they are there!!

Can't they just...GONE??

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