tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46544910280320375172024-03-24T22:33:02.303+08:00Spill the CoffeeNiena MShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03623794464598014713noreply@blogger.comBlogger690125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654491028032037517.post-6126077049285684622024-03-24T22:31:00.001+08:002024-03-24T22:31:59.657+08:00That Dream<div style="text-align: left;">I haven’t been here for a long time. <br /><div>I just don’t have anything to share lately. <br />Personal life has been too boring I guess. It’s going well though but nothing new really. </div><div><br />But the dream I had 2 nights ago was quite a dream. <br />It felt too real. </div><div><br />And I was somehow very prepared and knew it was coming. I didn’t think it was a dream at all. It felt like it was a plot that meant to be followed. To an extend, I was so frustrated to find out I was just dreaming and tried to fall back asleep just to know what’s gonna happen next. </div><div><br />But in that dream, I felt so content, as if it was what I’ve been wanting to have. </div><div><br />Allahu akbar. </div><div><br />Thank you Allah for lending me that experience even though it was just in a dream. </div><div><br />Please make my reality more beautiful more than I ever dreamt of. </div><div><br /></div><div>You’re the writer of my life Ya Allah. Indeed You are the most knowing and I promise I will go through this life with only good thoughts about your plans Ya Allah. </div><div><br /></div><div>Thank you for everything You have blessed me with and for everything you have deprived me from.</div></div>Niena MShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03623794464598014713noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654491028032037517.post-49510029849703352742024-01-18T19:12:00.003+08:002024-01-18T19:12:26.532+08:00Yesterday<p>Yesterday was 18th January 2024. </p><p>And it was one of the most blissful days of my life 2 years ago. Or perhaps, even 3 years ago. </p><p>I teared again last night. Woke up with swollen eyes. I guess it never goes away. It was only supressed. Because that is the only option I have. </p><p>Ya Allah, if it’s not meant for me, please take it away from my heart. Please don’t let me still love him. Please grant me a peaceful heart. All these flshbacks are killing me. It hurts so much. Every time I went back to the past, it kills me when I miss us and our good times so much. I miss us in 2017, 2018 and the years after that. We always could patch things back. </p><p>But maybe 2023 was the end of everything. Everything. </p><p>I wrote a letter which I never had the courage to send. It’s with me. If you ever wanna read it one day, do let me know. </p><p>And just so you know, I can never hate you. Even if I ever did, it only came from that sacred place. </p><p>And it pains me to think that I still could not open my heart to anyone until today. Ya Allah, please ease my pain in whatever ways you can. Love me Ya Allah. </p>Niena MShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03623794464598014713noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654491028032037517.post-45577878991045688882024-01-07T00:23:00.003+08:002024-01-07T00:24:34.877+08:00Work<p>I have not been writing for quite some time and I am not liking it. </p><p>I feel like when I detach myself so long from writing, I spent a lot of time talking. Which most of the time, does more harm than good. </p><p>Talking about work now. It’s 2024. And syukur Alhamdulillah I am content with where I am today. I honestly do not chase for positions, never. What I value more is working well with people around me. To me, the purpose of work is benefitting the ummah. That is the dunya part that is assigned to every individual on this earth. So whatever or wherever that puts me in that place, I’m grateful. </p><p>But yes, Allah has put me in today’s position which with it, comes a huge huge reponsibility, or if we were to be more real and accountable, huge amanah. Fuh that word sounds A LOT. Scary. </p><p>Being in the top management means I will have to keep a certain distance from others, and the hardest part is they are my friends. Being the people pleaser me, it is in my deepest nature, I HATE hurting people’s feelings. As much as I could, I would want to save all hearts, but who am I kidding. That is IMPOSSIBLE. So what I’m feeling now is that how do I strike the balance between being a trustworthy team player in the management but at the same time being a good friend. I know ideally, we pick both but at times, we MUST only choose one. And I’m still learning for that 😔. </p><p>I don’t like being in this situation. Not at all. But it’s inevitable. Guess I just go through with it. </p><p>I understand if along the way, You allow some of my friends to leave but Allah, please keep the sincere and good ones with me. I know I am not a good friend but please guide me to be one. </p><p>And as part of the management player, please guide me and my team to make fair and just decisions that will benefit everyone involved. </p><p>Forgive me Ya Allah for my shortfalls. </p>Niena MShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03623794464598014713noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654491028032037517.post-18842922055020834062023-11-15T23:38:00.003+08:002023-11-15T23:38:42.731+08:00Life, lately<div>Life has been really challenging these days. <br />Manageable, though. </div><div><br />I don’t know, but I do feel like every day I have to make tougher and more difficult decision. <br />I wanna go back to when life is simpler. But hands on the clock only turn one way. </div><div><br />I don’t know what I’ve become today. <br />But what I know is of what happened today, I received a lot of kind words from people. Seriously thank you so much for your kind words. Thanks for reading my long rant. I didn’t expect people to actually read, but yeah again, thank you dear friends. </div><div><br />But update on ‘that’, we have really ended this time. <br />Wish you have a better life. And I hope I was a mistake you didn’t regret happened.</div><div>So hello on the other side. Lol.</div><div><br />Anyways, honestly, now, I just wanna get married. </div>Niena MShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03623794464598014713noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654491028032037517.post-15040348354441803392023-10-04T00:40:00.000+08:002023-10-04T00:40:02.406+08:00Trust the ProcessLife is not easy. Not at all. <div>Indeed the older you get the more tests you’ll face. </div><div>And everybody is tested differently. </div><div>Your tests and my tests, sure, are different. </div><div>But does that mean mine is worse? </div><div>No I won’t say so. </div><div>It is colossal to those who carry it, in it. </div><div><br /></div><div>At this point, </div><div>Honestly, being tested on love is truly huge. </div><div>Loving someone who you can’t, you shouldn’t is way too painful. </div><div>I never thought it is as painful as that. </div><div>No wonder I read somewhere, people say, heart break is equivalent to physical pain. </div><div><br /></div><div>If only unloving is easy. </div><div>But. </div><div>Just trust the process. </div><div>If you keep a good heart and trust Him, </div><div>You’ll get there. </div><div>It may take years. </div><div>But you’ll surely get there. </div><div><br /></div><div>Looking back, </div><div>I’m glad I did the right thing. </div><div>I may not yet find the right one. </div><div>But I made them stronger, and learn about each other better, appreciate each other more. </div><div>Seeing them happy as a unit gives me hope. </div><div>That Allah will give me one happy family too, soon. </div><div>Insha Allah. </div>Niena MShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03623794464598014713noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654491028032037517.post-45475697964896852252023-09-25T23:48:00.006+08:002023-09-25T23:48:58.395+08:00Broken recordAt times it keeps playing like a broken record. <br /><br /><div>Time, mystical time<br />Cuttin' me open, then healin' me fine<br /><br />But then it fades out. Like the old rock music. <br />Maybe I get it why they choose fade out to end their song.</div><div>That’s the shortcut of it.</div>Niena MShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03623794464598014713noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654491028032037517.post-31669780308041303132023-08-17T00:23:00.001+08:002023-08-17T00:23:16.654+08:00Die in PeaceWhenever people think I’m good. <div>I wonder if they knew about me would their thought change. </div><div>That’s why Allah tutup aib kita kan. </div><div>Jadi tak perlulah bukak. </div><div>Itulah Allah Maha Penyayang. </div><div><br /></div><div>If only people see the amount of tears I have poured. </div><div>The courage I pretended I have. </div><div>The smile I faked. </div><div>The I’m fine that I masked. </div><div>The laugh I forced. </div><div>The I’ll be okay I chanted to myself everyday. </div><div><br /></div><div>Moral of the story. </div><div>Never EVER play with fire. </div><div>All you are hurting is just yourself. </div><div>Just yourself. </div><div><br /></div><div>Sure I am healed now. Alhamdulillah. </div><div>Allah has really planned this for me. </div><div>In a way that I never imagined. </div><div>It’s beautiful Ya Allah. </div><div>Too beautiful. </div><div>Thanks for making me realize of your perfect plan.</div><div><br /></div><div>Whatever storms are to come ahead, just make me a good person, a genuine hearted who wants no war, but only peace. </div><div>For I wanna die in peace.</div>Niena MShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03623794464598014713noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654491028032037517.post-15604485662365336322023-07-02T14:21:00.001+08:002023-07-02T14:21:10.267+08:00Let me just disappearIf I don’t serve any good to anyone. <div>Let me just vanish. </div><div><br /></div><div>But I know to some people, I still serve good purposes.</div><div><br /></div><div>O Allah take me out of this darkness. </div>Niena MShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03623794464598014713noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654491028032037517.post-16593960143440485332023-06-21T00:39:00.001+08:002023-06-21T00:39:37.579+08:00Kecerdasan minda<p>Ya Allah kau berikanlah aku kecerdasan minda. </p><p>Aku rasa macam moment dari SMK masuk SBP tu weh. Cepat catch up Nienaaaaaaaa</p>Niena MShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03623794464598014713noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654491028032037517.post-44565587095881934852023-06-19T01:09:00.003+08:002023-06-19T01:09:52.215+08:00New dayI just wanna make peace with the fact that nothing lasts forever <div>And nothing is wrong with that </div><div>Let’s come to term with it</div><div>I know someone better will come around</div><div>😇</div>Niena MShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03623794464598014713noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654491028032037517.post-8276047791307080942023-05-25T18:40:00.001+08:002023-05-25T18:40:03.968+08:00If onlyIf only life works that way. <div>But sigh.</div><div><br /></div><div>I ask for your strength Ya Allah in every step and every breath that I take. </div><div>Thanks for choosing me for this test. </div><div>After many years, </div><div>That never goes away. </div>Niena MShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03623794464598014713noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654491028032037517.post-8293782254916031862023-05-20T00:40:00.001+08:002023-05-20T00:40:09.175+08:00HappyAlhamdulillah I’m so happy for today. <div>Thank you Allah for putting me back here. </div><div>I know this is the new chapter. </div><div>Probably still at the exposition phase. </div><div>I don’t want think about the rising action, conflict or climax yet. </div><div><br /></div><div>Honestly, I just wanna go through the pages, naturally. </div><div>Wonder whose paths will cross mine again this time. </div><div><br /></div><div>O Allah, purify my heart everyday. </div><div>So that all I can see is only the good in people. </div><div><br /></div>Niena MShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03623794464598014713noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654491028032037517.post-89013304320667265742023-05-19T00:05:00.002+08:002023-05-19T00:05:33.264+08:00Mysterious<p>The world works so mysteriously. As I keep going forward sometimes I feel like I’m going around. </p><p>Like what TS said. </p><p>I was so ahead of the curve, the curve became a sphere. </p><p>Jangan pernah tinggalkan aku dengan diriku Ya Allah.</p>Niena MShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03623794464598014713noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654491028032037517.post-3665828112726324702023-05-08T21:07:00.004+08:002023-05-20T00:36:28.772+08:00Karma is realI learned my lesson.<div>Just treat people nicely. </div><div>Especially if they are the member of your family.</div><div>Dunia ni bulat. </div><div>Tak ke mana pun. </div><div>Kau buat la hari ni. </div><div>Esok kau pulak kene. </div><div>Sekarang baru kau tahu pedih dia macam mana. </div><div>Tahap dia sampai rasa macam rasa dah taknak teruskan hidup. </div><div>Aku hanya menyusahkan dan membebankan. </div><div><br /></div><div>Aku mahu bahagia itu. </div><div><br /></div><div>Aku tahu semua benda sementara.</div><div>Tapi macam lately making melampau. </div><div>Aku takde perasaan ke?</div><div><br /></div><div>I guess I am that annoying.</div>Niena MShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03623794464598014713noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654491028032037517.post-18883995031740776232023-04-06T23:13:00.002+08:002023-04-06T23:13:23.735+08:00BusukAku rasa aku busuk sangat today. <div>Entahla hormone ni kacau sangat.</div><div>Sedih dia lain macam. </div><div>Piluuuu. </div><div><br /></div><div>Aku taknak pun rasa apa aku rasa ni. </div><div>Aku cuba lawan. </div><div>Tapi tak berjaya huaa. </div><div>Aku hanya insan yang lemah. </div><div>Sorry korang. </div><div><br /></div><div>But I just have to write at this safe place. </div><div>So that partly, my busuk is let go here. </div><div>Aku macam perasan je bende ni. </div><div>Been a while.</div><div>Tapi ni benda natural je. </div><div>Pembawakan life. </div><div>Yang akan slowly drift us apart. </div><div><br /></div><div>Niena, terimalah. </div><div>Yang kau takkan selamanya relevant. </div><div>Teruskan lah menyayangi mereka.</div><div>Sebab itu lah kau. </div><div>Yang sayang mereka unconditionally. </div><div>Even writing this I sob. </div><div>Itulah dh ckp, lain betul PMS kali ni. </div><div><br /></div><div>Hmm pastu adik aku pulak nak tunang dh. </div><div>Alahai sedihnya rasa. </div><div>Memanglah aku happy untuk dia. </div><div>Tapi sedih tu takleh hide. </div><div><br /></div><div>Aku akan selamanya berharap dan berdoa, semoga aku temui pasangan hidup pelengkap hidup aku. </div><div><br /></div><div>To those I love, please always be happy wherever u guys are, with whoever. </div><div>Life is too short and I accept that our episode is not forever the main one. </div><div><br /></div><div>Aaaaaa tapi sedihhhhh. </div><div>*sambung nangis 😭</div>Niena MShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03623794464598014713noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654491028032037517.post-30117470514355095762023-04-01T00:38:00.002+08:002023-04-01T00:38:36.602+08:00Not good at goodbyeI’m not good at goodbye. <div>Today’s quite gloomy.</div><div>To people around me. </div><div>We revolve around the same circle at the end of the day.</div><div><br /></div><div>Yang keluar, semoga kalian jumpa kebahagiaan baru. </div><div>You guys deserve all the good things. </div><div>Yang stay, semoga kita sentiasa masih ada untuk each other. </div><div><br /></div><div>After all, takkanla senang2 nak buang memori lama2. </div><div>We all actually matter to each other. </div><div>Kalau kita marah pun just because we love each other too much. </div><div><br /></div><div>Kemil stay strong ok.</div><div><br /></div>Niena MShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03623794464598014713noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654491028032037517.post-9126474987222880192023-03-22T00:57:00.003+08:002023-03-22T00:57:24.509+08:00Rejection<div>Some days u feel really rejected.<br />I know that rejection is part of life. <br />We literally get rejected almost everyday.<br />But some days, it sorta happens a number of times.<br />Little little rejections.<br />And u start to wonder your self worth. <br />Cause syaitan is doing its job. <br />Padahal tahu je bende takde pape pun.<br />Semoga esok lebih baik. </div><div><br />Jadi ape pun lah. </div><div>Cite dia, ade hari rasa macam waduh bosannyaa.. where’s the thrill.</div><div><br />Ok takpe fokus untuk basahkan jiwa hati nurani balik Ramadhan kali ini. <br />Ya Allah kau ampunkan segala dosa dosa aku.<br />Please open your arms widely for me.<br />Let it be the month of teary eyes for asking for your forgiveness.<br />I know I am not being grateful sometimes. <br />Please always put me in the right path, and take care of those who I dearly, dearly love. </div><p><br /></p>Niena MShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03623794464598014713noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654491028032037517.post-37451781107655563972023-03-13T00:34:00.000+08:002023-03-13T00:34:23.458+08:00Life goes onSo like that, <div>Life goes on. </div><div><br /></div><div>My people are taking new endeavours.</div><div>And just like a good company should be. </div><div>I should be happy for them. </div><div>And praying nothing but the best for them. </div><div><br /></div><div>I learned that distance does matter, to a certain extend. </div><div>Yet I also learner that if you care, you just care. </div><div>Regardless. </div><div><br /></div><div>So with this, </div><div>We’ll see how it goes. </div><div>Not that I’m not used to taking care of myself anyway.</div><div><br /></div><div>All the best, sahabat Rozek. </div><div>Go fly wherever. </div><div>Just if you could, remember our playground. </div><div><br /></div><div>Lap u fren.</div>Niena MShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03623794464598014713noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654491028032037517.post-69786158605814014202023-03-07T00:40:00.002+08:002023-03-07T00:40:51.067+08:00New pageLet’s keep it really covert this time. <div><br /></div>Niena MShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03623794464598014713noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654491028032037517.post-88979070114908691752023-02-22T22:52:00.001+08:002023-02-24T00:32:48.305+08:00Penantian<div>Bila pandang kiri, kanan, depan, belakang. <br />Semua orang ada satu penantian. <br />Ada yang menanti anak, <br />Menanti kesembuhan, <br />Menanti kewangan yang lebih baik, <br />Menanti kepercayaan, <br />Menanti peluang yang lebih baik, </div><div style="text-align: left;">Menanti kebahagiaan, </div><div style="text-align: left;">Semua lah. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Allah tak sempurnakan jalan kita semua. </div><div style="text-align: left;">Dia bagi satu kekosongan untuk kita terus berdoa dan berusaha. </div><div style="text-align: left;">Macam aku. </div><div style="text-align: left;">Masih menantikan jodoh.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Siapa sangka aku masih single. </div><div style="text-align: left;">Honestly, aku sendiri tak sangka. </div><div style="text-align: left;">Itu lah rezeki.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Bukan takde rezeki, salah. </div><div style="text-align: left;">Tapi rezeki lain buat masa sekarang. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Stress tu tidak lah Alhamdulillahh. </div><div style="text-align: left;">Cuma sayu sikit je bila melihat orang ada pasangan. </div><div style="text-align: left;">Walaupun yang ada pasangan cemburukan masa dan kebebasan orang yang single.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Begitulahhh. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Anyway, </div><div style="text-align: left;">Topik lain.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Aku bukan tak cuba. </div><div style="text-align: left;">Tapi entah kenapa masih belum berjaya. </div><div style="text-align: left;">Aku tak pasti apa. </div><div style="text-align: left;">Tapi kenapaaaaaa aku masih belum pulih sepenuhnya. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div><i>It’s me.</i></div><div><i>It must be exhausting always rooting for the anti-hero.</i></div><div><br /></div><div>And why</div><div><br /></div><div><span face="Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif" jsname="YS01Ge" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%; caret-color: rgb(189, 193, 198); color: #bdc1c6; font-size: 14px;">Time won't fly, it's like I'm paralyzed by it</span><br aria-hidden="true" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%; caret-color: rgb(189, 193, 198); color: #bdc1c6; font-family: Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span face="Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif" jsname="YS01Ge" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%; caret-color: rgb(189, 193, 198); color: #bdc1c6; font-size: 14px;">I'd like to be my old self again</span><br aria-hidden="true" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%; caret-color: rgb(189, 193, 198); color: #bdc1c6; font-family: Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px;" /><span face="Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif" jsname="YS01Ge" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%; caret-color: rgb(189, 193, 198); color: #bdc1c6; font-size: 14px;">But I'm still trying to find it</span></div><div><span face="Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif" jsname="YS01Ge" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%; caret-color: rgb(189, 193, 198); color: #bdc1c6; font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></div><div><span face="Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif" jsname="YS01Ge" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%; caret-color: rgb(189, 193, 198); color: #bdc1c6; font-size: 14px;">Haih tu lah. Keep trying Niena. </span></div><div><span face="Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", Arial, sans-serif" jsname="YS01Ge" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%; caret-color: rgb(189, 193, 198); color: #bdc1c6; font-size: 14px;"><br /></span></div><div><span face="Roboto, Helvetica Neue, Arial, sans-serif" style="color: #bdc1c6;"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%; caret-color: rgb(189, 193, 198); font-size: 14px;">This is me trying. </span></span></div><div><span face="Roboto, Helvetica Neue, Arial, sans-serif" style="color: #bdc1c6;"><span style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); -webkit-text-size-adjust: 100%; caret-color: rgb(189, 193, 198); font-size: 14px;">At least I’m trying. </span></span></div></div>Niena MShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03623794464598014713noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654491028032037517.post-33505070776005245272023-02-15T23:38:00.002+08:002023-02-15T23:38:19.247+08:00Tak semua orang ada exit.<div>Alhamdulillah untuk aku kali ni, Dia bagi.</div><div>Sabrun jamil.</div><div>Percaya je.</div><div>Korang sabar eh. </div><div>Murnikan je hati.</div>Niena MShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03623794464598014713noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654491028032037517.post-74922630917476618252023-02-07T00:22:00.001+08:002023-02-07T00:23:30.487+08:00Legaaaa next levelSyukur Alhamdulillah. <div>Itu lah kan, percaya pada rezeki Allah. </div><div>Sumpah tadi masa bukak tu menggeletar. </div><div>Terus call mummy. </div><div><br /></div><div>Actually selama ni aku relax je. </div><div>Relax teruk yang macam more to malas pikir.</div><div>Macam orang lain pikir lebih dari aku.</div><div>Aku macam in denial. </div><div>Macam entahlah. </div><div><br /></div><div>Sampaila recently hamba Allah ni share hadith Rasulullah takkan solatkan jenazah orang yang berhutang. </div><div>Peh terus rasa macam tertikam teruk. </div><div>Tapi pura pura tenang lah kan. </div><div><br /></div><div>Cantik weh perancangan Allah. </div><div>Dia bagi busuk ngan wangi tu serentak. </div><div>Sampai aku tak kisah langsung yang busuk tu weh. </div><div>Like tak affected langsung. </div><div>Walaupun perumpamaan busuk wangi macam tak berapa nak tepat. </div><div>Sebab hakikatnya aku affected ye gais kalau ada bau bau busuk ni. </div><div><br /></div><div>Semoga next week lebih baik. </div><div>Semoga aku lebih selesa. </div><div>Tolong jangan letak aku tempat aku tak selesa. </div><div>Sebab awkward aku versi takleh bincang. </div><div>Dalam hati macam thumping nak belah.</div><div>Kalau korang boleh dengar lah the scream inside my head. </div><div>Sendiri rasa nak tampo diri sendiri. </div><div>Tolong aa. </div><div>Korang takkan paham. </div><div><br /></div><div>Kau kan Niena. </div><div>Dah keluar kawasan annoyed kau awkward pulak. </div><div>Takpe sabar jap. </div><div>Orang lain mungkin lah seminit je adjust. </div><div>Aku takleh. Malu tu 80 inci.</div>Niena MShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03623794464598014713noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654491028032037517.post-58847665677049190762023-02-03T01:01:00.002+08:002023-06-13T22:21:33.058+08:00Quota<div>Social quota expired teruk.<br />Lambat lagi nak renew. </div><div>Aku memang camni. </div><div>New people</div><div>New info</div><div>New environment<br />Can’t fake it.. drained dranied drained. <br />Patut aku dok je kat rumah diam diam tadi </div><div>Daripada jadi kejung camtu</div><div>Segan tu teballl</div><div>Like, tebal</div><div>Nanti ok la kan.</div><div><br /></div><div>Kalau korang jadi aku, korang tak rasa camtu ke?</div><div>Mungkin tak eh, sebab korang bukan aku.</div><div><br /></div><div>Eeee</div><div>Taske feeling out of place. </div><div>Memang la aku akan diam je. </div><div>Sebab bila aku cakap something, </div><div>Aku akan rasa bodoh, asal kau cakap a tadi? </div><div>It sounded stupidly awkward. </div><div>Dont even try Nienaaa</div><div><br /></div><div>Ugh whatever</div><div><br /></div><div>Page 3. </div><div>May tomorrow be better.</div><div>Mask on.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Niena MShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03623794464598014713noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654491028032037517.post-14591939224257620832023-01-26T02:15:00.001+08:002023-01-26T02:15:24.258+08:00Ni cuti CNY panjang punya pasal, banyak pulak masa aku kat sini.<div>Apehal ligat pulak kepala pikir macam macam.</div><div>Like, macam macam. </div><div>Sejujurnya macam oh cepatlaa masa berlalu.</div><div>Tapi macam eee seram jugak ye kawan kawan. </div><div>Ya Allah kau permudahkan lah semua yang sukar ya Allah. </div><div><br /></div><div>Jangan stress Niena, jangan stress. </div><div>Dua tiga harini asyik pikir duit je. </div><div>Risau. </div><div>Tapi my dad selalu pesan. </div><div>Duit ni jangan pikir sangat. </div><div>Tak berbaloi. </div><div>Bersyukurlah diuji ketika ada. </div><div>Betul lah tu. </div><div>Tapi biasalah tu kan syaitan mula dah nak buat keje dia. </div><div>Sama je kan mana mana. </div><div>Emm cite dia kau pandai pandai lah cari your own happiness. </div><div>Yang lebih membawa redha Allah.</div><div><br /></div><div>Dari dulu aku selalu tell myself. </div><div>Biar lah tempat kerja tu jadi ladang pahala aku. </div><div>Aku taknak masa aku yang berjam jam aku spend end up kosong bila jumpa Dia nanti. </div><div>Biarlah kalau susah pun sekarang,</div><div>Tapi kalau Kau cakap aku kena bagi manfaat kepada orang lain, and aku mampu, kuatkan lah hati aku untuk terus ikhlas buat kerja. </div><div><br /></div><div>Ya Allah ingatkan aku semua ni amanah. </div><div>Amanah yang akan Kau soal kelak.</div><div>Jadikan aku jujur dengan masa.</div><div>Sebab masa ni lah makhluk Allah paling manusia selalu ambik ringan. </div><div>Padahal dia lah yang paling berkuasa. </div><div>Percaya dengan, invest masa dekat Allah. </div><div>Then Allah akan cukupkan masa untuk urusan dunia kita. </div><div><br /></div><div>Haha kemain pep talk </div><div>Padahal nervous an. </div><div><br /></div><div>Haaa sekarang ni, </div><div>Tidurlah wahai Niena. </div>Niena MShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03623794464598014713noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4654491028032037517.post-12095365476899366852023-01-23T22:49:00.002+08:002023-01-23T22:49:22.348+08:00Tak tahu, TANYACite dia tak tahu tanyalah!<div>Bukan make people feel bad for knowing.</div><div>Ingat aku tahu sebab benda tu bergolek kat aku ke?</div><div>Sebab aku tanya kiri kanan atas bawah lah!</div><div>Duhhh</div>Niena MShttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03623794464598014713noreply@blogger.com0