up to you.up to me.

people look.people see.
they observe,stare and glare
at you.
then they start to read.
and assume that whatever and whoever they read,
their assumptions are true.
correct.unfortunately not right all the time.
you walk the walk,you talk the talk.
those people judge your wear and tear,
translate your body language,translate your facial
expression.
they think they know everything,well at least something about you.
i mean deep inside me,i enjoy being a comot girl.
though coloured flats and pumps are being looked a lil improper as
office wears,i still wear them.
though neon lime green is waaaay too shiny for office,
well that is one of my fave baju kurung!
three quarter of my closet filled with my mum's,sisters',aunt's and grandma's clothes.
those are not my sizes.but they suit my style.the way i am comfortable to express
who i really am.so i keep them,so i wear them.
sakit mata?macam nak register i to 'tangkap muat'?
let me tell you one thing,tutup mata and walk straight can you?
sweet lady sitting infront of me,with tudung,in crocs,
actively on her iPhone,
i love your fuchsia anya hindmarch slingbag and neon lime green Harrods.

xoxoshikhin

a professional mistake

messy.out of control.headache.troublesome.upside down.
xoxoshikhin

for food for songs

box 44 of red box the curved was filled with wreckless girls from subang.
i attacked the food regardless of the main reason why we were there.

shikah attacked the mic.
wan was at the same side of mine.
food comes first at all times.

though meals served were not over the top,as long as they have sushi and western,count us in!
normal chaos (as usual) between shikah and wan on who sing what songs etc.
i couldnt care less.

well,that 3 hours was another memory of us!
love you two sisters.
xoxoshikhin

when one means so much

just received our P1 progress test result.30% to pass and i got 29%.out of 165,90% failed the test.
when one means so much.
straight went to the saloon and chopped off my fringe.

and eat a lot at papparich pyramid.
my way of unwind the pressure.
xoxoshikhin

SOFIA ZULAIKHA IS ONE

my one and only niece turned one last 14 march 2011.
happy 1st birthday sofia!
will always be my first,always and forever.

you have no idea how we all love you so very much.
since the first day we laid our eyes on you,you are a miracle.a gift from God.
our happiness.our peace.
Alhamdulillah we have you.


we witnessed your first laugh,your first crawl and your first step.
be a good girl as you always are.
LOVE YOU BOO BOO!
xoxoshikhin

seniorless days at 1 sentral

after one teary night,God passed me His gift of two seniorless days.blessed!

seriously if i ever leave audit line,i would miss going to clients the most!

you know going out and see how other people's offices and surroundings.you compare and they awe you most of the time.

meeting people is an experience.meeting different people at different times and places are journeys.

xoxoshikhin

the big L.I.F.E

Life is a force.
It forces you to act.
Act good.Act bad.
Act right.Act wrongly.
Life forces you to stay up.
Stay ahead.Stay put.
Rushes you day after day.
Sometimes you just get tired.
And sometimes you realised that
'sometimes' comes so often.
That you are restless.
It sucks your blood,it sucks your energy.
Left you energyless.
And at one point you feel you wanna give up,
at the end of the day you decide to give up.
But then again,
the next day you open up your eyes,
after one long teary night,
everything starts all over again.
You stepped out the house,couldnt even
breathe at its most optimal pace.
See,life just won't let you give it all up.
When everything starts from A,it goes way to Z.
Life forces you to survive.
Survival of the fetus.
Whether you realise it or not,
whether you accept it or not,
whether you believe it or not.
Life forces you to survive,
in every second of your life.
Live with life.
Go survive.
With or without tears that leave you feelingless and heartless.
xoxoshikhin
*written at subang jaya ktm station while waiting for the train to KL sentral.