Kebesaranmu

My dear itik introduced me to a song that is like a "pembuka hati", in her words. & it's been on repeat since last night, even on the way to school. It makes me cry, and think. Yeah, I thought a lot last night. All the way to sleep. No wonder I felt damn tired today. I still am. Especially after the run from W4 to E6 and back to W4 because I forgot my ez-link for the S-L Eye-Go-Mad sharing which ended up not needing ez-link 'cause they asked for student ID instead. Sheesh. Was so out of breath when I reached the lecture room.

I wanna cryyy. RP library sent me an email saying that The Pact book is due this Thursday. I haven't even finished reading it, just a small number of pages left. It's such a nice book; so touching, so heartwarming, so lovely in so many ways. It's like, the importance of love, life and family in one book. I know! I'll add one of my favourite paragraphs in:

"It's easier for you than it is for me," Chris exploded. "You don't even get where I'm coming from. I look at you and I see this amazing, beautiful thing. All these books and songs are written about people looking for the love of their life and never finding it, and we've got it and it isn't worth a damn to you."

Can't resist, one more!

They sat on the carousel bench where mothers rode with the tiniest babies, the wood bubbly and thick beneath their hands from consecutive coats of paint. THe bottle of Canadian Club rested between Chris's feet. He felt Emily shaking beside him, and preferred to think that she might be cold. Leaning over, he buttoned her jacket all the way. "You don't want to get sick," he said, and then, considering his words, felt queasy. "I love you," he whispered, and that was the moment he knew what he was going to do.

When you loved someone, you put their needs before your own.

No matter how inconceivable those needs were; no matter how fucked up; no matter how much it made you feel like you were ripping yourself into pieces.

It's a beautiful book, and Chris is such a sweet guy, though, fictional.

& oh, I had the weirdest conversation with my dear Hazlinda Hussain today. She is the last person on this planet that I would consider would wear tudung. I mean, she's never talked to me about it. NEVER. And all of a sudden, one day, last week, she goes, "You know there's a class in one of the blocks in RP that is a prayer room for Muslims." I'm like, waaaaaaaaaa???? And she said, "Yeah, I thought of starting prayers." I was like, omg that's awesome!! Seriously, who would have thought I'll be able to see this kind of transformation or whatever you call it. (See the light, hati terbuka, etc etc etc.) Then today, "I want to wear tudung!" Whoaaaaaaaaa, Haaaaaaz. Okay la, that wasn't her exact words but heck, tudung still came out from her mouth.

& it's not only Haz who is considering this. ;p

Are these my petunjuk?

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