un-Holidays

It's the holidays. But I'm not so delighted.
Here's what I have scheduled so far.

5 Nov - 12 Nov: Post Exam Sickness (PES)
This time includes cough, fever and diarrhoea.

5 Nov - January: Keeping myself occupied
Weekdays : Stay home or go out with parents/sisters/young cousins. One/Two meet ups with friends. Hoping Baby can book out to meet me for an hour or so. Waiting for one sms or 5-min call from Baby.
oh.. and i have to start reading some stuff for the soci module next sem so i wun be left out.
Weekends: Smiles. Meet Baby try to update each other about the week. Get stuff ready for Baby to get back to work. Spend as much time and energy left with each other.

So ya. It's been hard. I used to see u everyday baby. now to hear your voice for a while everyday is a huge privilege. BUT.. i do not fret. I know how hard you work and how much you miss me. like we always say... absence makes our hearts grow fondue.. =)

And yeah!!! it's thursday, you're leaving the jungle to camp in a few hours. maybe.. just maybe you'll get a night off. and even if not.. i'll see you tomorrow night. maybe. if u get to leave early and have enough rest. but if not.. i'll see you on saturday. we'll go to weddings, then i'll have to go for the boring briefing. then we'll have our date. a special one. like every other date. special.

i love you. maybe im love sick not PES. i dunno. but yeah. i miss you sayang.

ps: love listening to the same radio station with you. hee...

some other pics

well some other pics i found. but still hasnt uploaded the black-baju pic.


makan at my house 1st day with me on the right.


makan at my house first day with me on the left.


Imran's open house.



Me and Nadhirah on her birthday during raya.
Those of you who went for Ilsa Tari's arts fest in 2007 would know her as the girl who kept on shouting "Kak Reeza I love you!!"

belated raya

Hari Raya is like officially over! Here are some belated pictures.


My family picture at nenek's house.


majority of my cousins with nenek.


me and baby the night of the first day at my house.


two beloved "men" in my life.


The girls trying to step nak touch-up.


The three cute cuzins who can't take pictures properly.


after many attempts to get him to take pictures this is what we got.


This one abit easier to take pictures of.

Well those are like first day raya pics.

I think i have another pic with baby at my house wearing black. but haven't upload.

loving faizal

it has been a very long time since i announce to the world how much in love i am with Faizal.

well here it goes.

I AM SO DEEPLY TRULY IN LOVE. I AM HAPPY. I AM LUCKY.

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, Love.

this is more than it seems. you guys just won't really get it. haha.

tears are my weapon. ours.

tears are not signs of weakness in women.
tears are weapons of strength.
not to melt your heart.
not to seek sympathy.
not for you.
but for me.
for us.
women.

tears are drops of pain, anger, happiness, sadness..
drops that need to be released.
need to flow.
need because they balance.
they provide sanity.
flow that brings calm and peace.
not to you.
but to me.
to us.
girls.

tears are my weapon.
our weapon.
ladies.

men don't get it.
boys, pls get it.
gentlemen, you'll get it.