Droplets of innocence that fell from the sky

Under the watchful gaze of the sky,and the warmth company of the sunshine, i lay staring at a baby sleeping in the master bedroom of Denai Alam's kindergarten. She sleeps so peacefully, this child named Zahra.As i try to memorise the features of her pretty face, i can't help feeling envious of her long eyelashes. In fact, almost all of the children in the school posesses long eyelashes any girl would be envious of.
Suddenly, Little Zahra snored.haha, this little,cute,soft sound escaped from her little mouth which i found to be so amusing.The first time i saw a mini person snore and i wondered if other snorers around the world started just like this.
Surprisingly, i put pride in what i am experiencing now,and i am growing fond of the denai alam kids.Children can surprise you in so many ways in sense of their understanding,maturity and mentality. They are like treasures who don't know what they are worth just yet; untill we show them- with a sufficient amount of patience,dedication and hope of course.

"I'm currently working at port dickson's kindergarten untill mama gets a new clerk"

5 days a week in port dickson

back by friday

Use somebody

This silent call of distress

of my heart

like a lighthouse amidst the vastness of the sea

the cold breeze that haunts my nights and dreams

and brings it fear of possibilities

Possibilities of incidents to come

Of crashing waves and raging tides

of sunken ships

and broken smiles

the thoughts tumulting are not one which i wish of accompanying me through frowning nights.

In fact,i wish to not have them running through my head at all.

and yet,it is happening.

I wont let it break through the walls i have so hardworkingly built.

when i know my heart only wishes to be reassured.

thoughts

Lust leaves a mark in your life, That is certain. This inevitable shadow that follows you and corrodes your senses and yet it is human nature to be attracted to it. How do you really define maturity, i wonder; When there is alot to consider, to ponder and question on nowadays. Innocence is hard to find in this ever-expanding modernised millenium world we live in. It is sad, because even i can feel it.

Teenagers call it peer pressure, but it's wether you realise the consequences that follow like invisible strings attached.

I wonder what makes a man? His decisions? Upon so many variety of choices that comes a benefit to him yet he chooses the path of responsibility. His sense of understanding? To bend his rules but keeping in mind his rules don't break.

good morning, teacher fara.

a new year? yes.

a year i have been itching and excited for? no.

a year tht goes by smooth sailing? i hope so.

i started the new year with the warm presence of my boyfriend by my side.
it was definitely an overwhelming experience if you may say so.(;

im currently working as a kindergarten teacher.well,assistant la. but yeah.
working fr my mum.it trains me to be patient.something i really need.
i find myself growing fond of these children.well at least untill they start crying.;/
i'll try and find some other job later when the school is operating smoothly.


other than that,cant help the feeling of having this feeling in the pit of my stomach.it makes my body all giddy fr some reason.

M fr maldives

10 months,5 days,15 hours,13 minits,45 seconds and time is still running as we speak.

This is how far we have come. but i feel like only yesterday we got together, bonded by this invisible seal.a promise to love,cherish and appreciate each other. for how long? well, they didn't say. but it doesn't matter. They never said it was gonna be easy either, but with you it's somewhat smooth sailing. a touch still makes my heart skip a beat; a kiss still makes the hairs on the back of my neck rise. to be surrounded in your arms makes me feel safe. and i can still laugh like you are my best friend.you are my best friend. i've always wanted that. since getting a best friend to be your boyfriend is somewhat a bad idea apparently.and i still find myself wanting to spoil you.with love.i want to look at you.and watch you sleep.and dream.and hope the reason your smiling is because your dreaming of me. i want to wake you from the nightmares you have.and assure you i'm right here.i'm going next year.where? i don't know. i just hope things dont change.i need this.this has taught me alot of things.has brought me back down to earth.we have grown.thank you sayang. i love you . and i say it with all my heart.(:

Finally;

i get a chance to update.

let's see.theres

prom. it's nothing to brag about but yeah i got to shake my thang. *clap clap*

spade party. *i didn't enjojy it*

and umm the occasional going out with bf.

christmas lunch at nevins.

going to sleep at najwas.

missing all my friends.

apparently i am to work with mama at her new school in jan '10

i am not excited about next year.

i feel that what i pictured of after spm is so much better than reality right now.

i hate the fact that my problem is transportation on a lot of things.

i can't believe that i think shah alam is not cool anymore. *just because of the fact
that i find difficulty getting a job*.

i miss my friends at du and bj

i feel like im wasting my chance of shopping because i dont have money to. which results back to me being agitated not having a job.

i feel like im gaining weight. *oihh*

oh oh,i cut my hair.ahahaahah! lama gila dah actually.>.<

run the show

This feeling of euphoria that bubbles from within you like a boiling pot is inevitable when you have just crossed the finishing line of high school; leaving everything behind except bittersweet memories - From the first few baby steps to the first day of primary and finally the ending of high school.

And now that you've finished the race, it's actually more of reality checking you from behind rather than a pat on the back congratulating your victory of finishing school. It's no more fun and games. We are growing so fast we don't even realise what's coming at us whether or not we are prepared to face the consequences of our actions of the things we did or did not do without thinking. But all set aside, the years of schooling have taught me a few lessons in life;



Although there are incidents you may regret in life,they become much more appreciated after you realise they were lessons to be learned in disguise.

Reading is very important, literally, in shaping our lives. it is far more than just for education purposes.

Happiness is not about being perfect, it's about seeing beyond one's flaws

Prom is very much overrated

It isn't love the first time. But the first time teaches you how to.

Being gullible is not cute anymore

Only few appreciate what they have before its gone. Be you one of them.