Super Fresh

Tim

2011-08-08T21:37:00.000+08:00

Dah dua malam asyik mimpi arwah Fatimatussolihah. Takda lah berturut tapi sejak seminggu Ramadhan ini adalah dua kali. Suasananya agak sama seperti di Mat Jiwa. Saya tak ingat sangat mimpi tu tapi perasaannya sama seperti di Mat Jiwa dulu. Hmmm. Benda yang bagus untuk saya diingatkan tentang kematian. Walaupun saya sudah 24 tapi akan berakhir bila-bila masa. Siapa tahu. Semoga Allah mengampuni segala dosa-dosa dan memberkati arwah.

Sebut pasal mimpi dahulu saya pernah bermimpi tentang arwah Tok Mat yang pernah menjaga saya dan adik-beradik dulu sewaktu kami duduk di Perak. Tiada hubungan darah tapi kami dah anggap dia macam keluarga sendiri. Baby-sitter lah lebih kurang. Saya sampai hari ini sebenarnya tak ingat langsung bagaimana rupa arwah.

Saya mimpi ada seorang tua yang pakai jaket kulit lusuh pegang tangan saya lalu dekat jalan belakang rumah arwah Mak Tah(bini Tok Mat). Tangan sebelah pegang ceklat atau candy. Saya mimpi saya kecik-kecik dulu. Saya sungguh gembira sambil senyum dekat Tok Mat. Tapi saya nampak dari bahagian belakang saja. Macam tengok wayang. Arrr.....macam itulah suasananya. Dalam mimpi tu saya terfikir nak tengok muka lelaki tua tersebut. Asal dia nak alih muka ke arah penonton(*saya), tiba-tiba saya terbangun. Cis. Tak sempat tengok. Sebab tu la sampai sekarang saya tak ingat muka arwah Tok Mat. Walaupun selepas entah berapa tahun(lepas mimpi tu), kami pernah pi rumah Mak Tah, Mak Tah tunjuk gambaq Tok Mat(sebab saya cerita mimpi tu kat mama jadi mama pun mintak Mak Tah tunjuk gambaq kat saya). Oh. Masih tak ingat jugak. Masa lawatan tu pon bukak la cerita kami adik-beradik masa kecik-kecik dulu. Saya pun dapat tau la saya paling disayangi Tok Mat. Habis semua orang kena marah, termasuk anak-anak Tok Mat sekali sebab saya. Harharhar. Terasa superior pulak atas pernyataan ini. =p Semoga Allah memberkati arwah Tok Mat dan Mak Tah.

Walaupun saya tak ingat, tapi kadang kala cerita-cerita sewaktu saya kecil menjadi satu benda yang berharga buat saya. It does stir up my feelings sometimes.

While there are lives ended, there are always new lives come into this world. Tahniah buat abang Pojan dan Kak Sila yang mendapat bayi perempuan. Anak sedara pertama saya. There is one more to come. Hehe. Nama anak sedara saya Dhiya Amani bt. Fauzan Badari. Alhamdulillah. Terima kasih Tuhan atas kurniaanMu kepada keluarga abang saya. I just hope for one thing that she will become your faithful servant regardless of how fearful this world can be especially in this age and time. Teringat saya kisah Maryam dan doa ibunya(isteri Imran) sewaktu dia dilahirkan.

"Maka tatkala telah dilahirkannya dia, diapun berkata: Tuhanku, sesungguhnya aku telah melahirkannya perempuan. Padahal Allah terlebih mengetahui apa yang dilahirkannya itu. Dan tidaklah laki-laki seperti perempuan. Dan aku telah menamainya Maryam, dan sesungguhnya aku memper-lindungkannya dan keturunannya kepada Engkau, daripada syaitan yang terkutuk."
(Ali-Imran:36)

Saya tujukan ayat ini untuk anak sedara saya.
Ya Allah, Kau berkatilah seluruh kehidupan Dhiya Amani. Amin.

I've been lectured!

2011-05-28T11:39:00.001+08:00

Don't get me wrong. I attended the Quran, Sunnah & Built Environment(QSBE) class and as usual Mr. Spahic tells us interesting stories. His analogy are so much fun. It's a lecture. So, I've been lectured!

Forget about the title. O yeah. There is one interesting thing. We learned about the concept of Islamic city. How can a city called an Islamic city and the example he gave of course no other than Madinah itself. City built by the Prophet(PBUH).

Then he lectured us about yeah, all things what make a city an Islamic city-God(the supreme authority), the caretakers(rulers), ra'iyyah(rakyat/those who are taken care of). Then he talked about law, of course, God's law. Then, the human's law. Here came the good part.

The example is like this. In the university, the university's authority enforces the dress code. Wear clothes that cover your aurah. If you go out of the uni, wear whatever you want. It's not within the uni's power anymore.

However, the God's law, wherever you are, you must cover your aurah. Some students cover their aurah inside the uni, bearing in mind that they are scared or agree of uni's authority on them. Whenever they go outside the uni, they wear whatever they want, open their aurah. This means they put God's power lower than the uni's power. This is syirik. Because you put God the same or in this case, lower with another entity. "That's how syaitan blinds you", Mr. Spahic said.

The same with many Muslims. Inside the country they cover, when going overseas they are not. Or in front of the parents they cover, whenever they are far from the family they open up their aurah. How much sin we want to put on our parents or husbands? Do we intend to pull them to the hell together?

I'm looking forward to the next QSBE class. O yeah. I have to do the assignments. Sigh......

FF.

Asyik tulis omputeh..kita tulis bahasa melayu la pulak!

2011-01-04T12:41:00.000+08:00

Hari ini macam biasa saya bangun pukul 9 pagi. Masih bersantai kerana kelas Bahasa Melayu Kerjaya hanya akan bermula pukul 11. Seperti biasa saya hanya akan mandi pukul 10.30 pagi. Dalam 25 minit tu saya bersiap-siap, makan sarapan dan mengemas bilik. 10.55 baru saya bertolak ke kelas sebab kelas kan dekat. Phew~~ Cikgu selalu masuk 11.05. Itulah rutin saya setiap hari Selasa dan Khamis. Hahaha..saya rasa rutin saya memang bernas!

Tetapi pagi ini, tiba-tiba lebih kurang pukul 10.20 ada brother technician ketuk pintu bilik. Terkejut saya. Keamanan saya telah diganggu! Brother tersebut berkata dia telah menerima laporan untuk membaiki kipas di compartment rakan sebilik saya. Saya pun bermonolog dalaman, " Mampuih la! Aku dah la tak mandi lagi. Dah la aku sorang ja dekat bilik. Susah la nak salin baju mandi semua. Ada laki-laki di sini! Kalau pun aku pi, sapa nak tengok bilik. Roomate semua ada kelas, sapa nak tengok barang depa."

Saya dengan tak rela hati pun duduk la dalam bilik sambil memerhatikan brother tersebut takut-takut dia ambil benda-benda yang tak patut diambil. Itu niat saya. Sebenarnya, saya tak tengok pun. Saya menunggu brother tersebut buat kerjanya dengan bermain Monster Galaxy dekat Facebook. Hahaha! Brother tu habis buat kerja dalam pukul 10.45. Lepas itu, dia pun pergi. Tapi saya masih di depan laptop, ralit dengan game.
Akhirnya saya memberanikan diri tengok jam dan oh my God! Pukul 10.50! Dengan berpakaian lengkap dengan tudung saya berkejaran ke bilik air. Hah, kenapa? Oh, sebab brother itu masih ada di bilik lain buat maintenance. Takut dia nampak. Takkan nak pakai sikit-sikit pergi bilik air. Aurat....

---------------------------------------------11.05 pagi-------------------------------------------
Saya speed walk sehingga berpeluh-peluh sambil memikirkan 1001 alasan dan penipuan akibat lambat ke kelas. Dalam kepala otak saya, "Cikgu! Ada kelas lain sebelum ni. Tiba-tiba hari ini habis lambat!" atau "Cikgu! Brother tehcnician itu punya pasal!" atau senyap sahaja kalau-kalau cikgu tak tanya. Baiklah~ Tak sampai seribu satu pun. Pukul 11.10 saya sampai kelas. Aik? Lecturer tak masuk lagi pun. Selamat~

Pukul 11.13 classmate yang baru dapat mesej mengumumkan hari ini kelas dibatalkan. Oh, geramnya! Penat aku berjalan.

----------------------------------------------Balik bilik------------------------------------------
Sampai-sampai bilik dan selamat duduk atas katil, aku terfikir. Pertamanya, Tuhan menyelamatkan aku daripada berbohong. Keduanya, aku berjaya meluangkan masa bersenam. Yela. Speed walk kan exercise jugak. Lagipun, akhir-akhir ni aku tak bergerak langsung. Kaki pun rasa tak sedap. Walaupun 5 minit tetapi ianya 5 minit yang bermakna. Ketiganya, aku lambat bukan salah sesiapa tetapi salah aku sendiri. Kenapa aku tidak meletakkan satu masa yang lebih kerana apa-apa boleh terjadi pada saat-saat akhir.

Walaupun semudah-mudah dan sekecil-kecil perkara yang berlaku, namun ia tetap memberi pengajaran. Aku bersyukur kepada Tuhan untuk semalam, hari ini dan masa depan.

Okeh! Dah abeh..jom makan tengah hari! Tehehehehhehe~

FF.

Current mood:(relax)

Extract 1: Islam (Submission), Teenagers, Friendship and Dating

2010-10-29T16:01:00.000+08:00

*This only an extraction, not the whole essay.

Dating-It's More Tempting Than You Think
by Amin

Is dating against the Quran? Believe me, I've spent many a long night trying to figure this one out for myself. I've been searching for that one magical verse or explanation that makes everything clear. Let me break the suspense by saying that I've yet to find that one verse. The good news is that my search has given me a much better understanding of this difficult question. I've come to realize that dating is a process that occupies a great deal of your emotions and tempts you physically so fast that you don't realize what hit you. The process spins out of control and becomes very hard to control. The real challenge to your faith starts when precious attention shifts away from the needs of your body and drains your efforts to increase your remembrance of Allah. Typically, the word dating is used when a guy and girl, develop both an intimate physical and social relationship together. The, physical part is as simple as holding hands and evolves into hugging, kissing and other forms of sexual relations. What's the big deal, with a little kiss or common, but I can assure you that it's more involved than you imagine. For one thing, there are verses in, the Quran that regard this type of interaction as much more serious than we would like to think. In addition, to having deal with the Quranic aspect of this issue, you are occupying your mind with sensitive and powerful emotions, that do not help you in remembering Allah and growing your soul.

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If you are giving in to your urges and satisfying your physical desires, I suggest you fasten your seat belt before continuing to read some of the verses I come across in the Quran. There are clear verses in the Quran against the natural results of dating; from the seemingly innocent kiss to the more obvious. Allah instructs all of us eligible bachelors to maintain our chastity until marriage (5:5, 23:5-7,24:30-31, 70:29-31). Chastity is defined Quranically in 23:6 as avoiding sexual relations. You may try to ease your mind quickly by defining sexual relations as intercourse only, leaving all other contract as fair game. That's a pretty good argument that I've tried to use myself more than once. According to the Quran, however, sexual relations include any intimate physical contact. Let's look at it from another angle. How can we justify holding someone's hand romantically or kissing them when Allah asks us to be extra careful by subduing our eyes (24:30-31) and even avoid meeting secretly unless we have something righteous to discuss (2:235). The classic argument to support physical relations is claiming that the person is "rightfully yours". You convince yourself that the person you are dating, which happens to be a fellow submitter or a potential convert, will be your future spouse. Based on your reasoning, sexual relations with someone who is rightfully yours is not as bad and, makes you feel less guilty about your actions. If you think about this line of reasoning carefully, you will find some big problems.

to be continued...

Sempena Ramadhan

2010-08-14T22:05:00.000+08:00

I want to share this video. It's very interesting. I learn something valuable. It's about seek, read, understand. It's about rationality. We have brain, mind to think. To rationalize things. All about our questions in life is already in the Quran. We read, but do we even understand it?
P/s: By the way, I cried when he mentioned about the ayat about signs. T-T I think it's a good thing for me to revise my Iman and especially in Ramadhan, to enhance mine. Alhamdulillah. I'm still alive to live the days in this Ramadhan.

Fun, Zero-Gravity Experiment!!!! Revelation

2010-08-09T22:53:00.000+08:00

If you release a butterfly in zero gravity, what will happen?

Remember this?? Now, it's revelation time!! Captain, Aiba, I leave the conclusion to them!

Current mood: (excited)

Tiada Kompromi Dalam Maksiat

2010-08-09T22:32:00.000+08:00

Hadith :

Sabda Rasulullah SAW yang bermaksud:”Sesungguhnya kecacatan pertama yang berlaku pada Bani Israil ialah apabila seorang lelaki melihat lelaki lain melakukan maksiat, dia akan berkata:”Wahai si fulan! Takutlah kepada Allah dan tinggalkan kerja maksiat yang engkau sedang lakukan itu kerana ia tidak harus bagi engkau untuk melakukannya. Kemudian pada keesokan harinya lelaki yang menegah itu melihat lelaki yang melakukan maksiat itu masih melakukan maksiat yang sama, tetapi dia tidak mencegahnya kerana barangkali pelaku maksiat itu merupakan orang yang memberinya makan dan minum atau rakan baiknya. Apabila Bani Israel melakukan perbuatan seperti itu, maka Allah telah memperlagakan sesama hati mereka dan kemudian Allah melaknat mereka melalui lidah para anbiya’-Nya.”

Riwayat Abu Daud dan at-Tirmidzi

Huraian
1. Allah SWT melarang kita daripada bertolak ansur dan berkompromi dalam perbuatan maksiat kerana perkara tersebut merupakan suatu dosa besar dan mengundang laknat daripada-Nya.
2. Segala kebaikan dan kesenangan yang diperolehi adalah rahmat daripada Allah SWT. Oleh itu, sebagai hamba-Nya kita wajib bersyukur dengan melakukan ketaatan dan menjauhi sebarang perbuatan maksiat kerana melakukan maksiat adalah sifat hamba yang tidak tahu bersyukur.
3. Sesungguhnya apa jua yang kita perolehi yang berupa kebaikan segalanya adalah daripada Allah SWT dan apa jua keburukan yang menimpa maka itu adalah disebabkan diri kita sendiri disebabkan oleh dosa-dosa yang dilakukan.

Sumber : Jabatan Kemajuan Islam Malaysia

Just want to share this. When I think about it, I certainly have times when I'm troubled over this issue. Looking at my family and friends, not knowing how should I be going to tell things to them, I swallow everything up most of times. Segala kebaikan hanya dari Allah SWT, segala keburukan adalah dari kelemahan manusia itu sendiri. Semoga Allah mengampuni kita. Amin.

Redecoration

2010-07-13T22:25:00.000+08:00

Something I did when I just came back from NZ. Yeah. Re-painted, reused, rearranged, redecorated once my brother handed over his room to me. Bwahahahaha! I asked my dad I want a room of my own. He easily agreed. Abg Pojan doesn't need the room anyway. He just moved in to Baram, Sarawak, an isolated place full of adventures, Geckos and crocodiles. He already got used to it. Tough one, aye. Back to the point, it took me quite sometimes to think of the theme colours for my room. Browsing through the paint catalogue almost every night, I made up my mind to go with Samarkand(maroonish-pinkish) and Queenstown(purplish almost white). I was being indecisive because it was quite hard for me to choose wall colours to match it with the existed furnitures of red cherry wood and fabrics in the room. Thanks to my dad for wasting money on my selfish request! Bwehehe. Two colours because I have a feature wall, that goes for Samarkand. The rest, Qtown. Originally, two walls is the Green Petronas and another two is purple, dad's chosen colours. I painted, cleaned and rearranged furnitures by myself. Dad helped me a lot though. Result, not a 100% satisfaction but it was good to change the mood once in a while. As of right now, my previous self-decorated room is gone due to my bro matrimony. He claimed it. Dang. I don't care about the room anymore. Every time I go back home, I sleep in the living room. I can sleep anywhere.

Bird eye view drawing of my bedroom.

Many stuff on the wardrobes. A box beside it full of books and stuff on it. Clothes stand for clothes, shoes, bags and softball gloves and ball.

The Result.

Door is orange. The floor tiles is blue. Desktop is my bro's. Laptop is mine. Woofer is mine. All those soft toys I got from friends. Banner I got from All Blacks vs Ireland rugby game I watched at Westpac Stadium, Welly.

My Favourite.

Guitar, Arashi wally, Gaara and Orca.

The NZ VanLines Box.

On the box: Woofer, dvds, Fantasy novels, baby pic.

In the box: Lots of books and random stuff.

P/s: I cannot find pictures before I redecorate the room. If I come across it, I'll upload later.

Current mood:(sleepy)

Dragon Boat

2010-06-20T10:55:00.000+08:00

Last two nights I had this dream.

I was on a high-rise building with some people I don't know. I was looking down on a big city from a long corridor, with a girl beside me. I mean really, really big. I saw no end of it. The sky was fiery red. The Sun did look weird. I suppose the burning star didn't really come from the East. It's an assumption because the dream itself is weird already.

And it started. Water came gushing out of nowhere, submerged the city. We were safe. Skyscraper somehow didn't affected by the huge flood. Looking down, the city look like floating on the water. Painting-like image. Dreaming is like we are watching a movie. That's how I saw it. Painting-like image. Acrylic? Watercolor? Oil-paint? How should I know. I was quake with fear owing to the fact that somehow the world is struck by a huge destruction. But I managed to calm down when I thought the scene kind of beautiful, despite it's a DESTRUCTION. How weird can I be. Well, the dream world is never normal for me in the first place.

The world was shaking again and again then. Buildings began to crumble one by one or maybe at the same time. It was time for where I stood too. The balcony's wall crumbled before my eyes along with a guy who leaning himself against it. Overwhelming with justice, I stretched out one hand towards the concrete wall, not the guy. I pulled the wall to put it to as it was before. That guy was lucky. He was pulled along. I saved him from falling down. I was a SUPERMAN. Don't ask me how I did it. Anything can happen in a dream.

Time to run. It never safe there. We went inside so that none of us will fall down again. Inside was a chaos too. People running everywhere, desperate saving their own lives. But there were always concrete crumble onto the floor. Exactly like buildings destroyed by weapons or tanks in war. Or earthquake. Enough of explaining. Imagine yourself. This time I was panic. Scared to death. FEAR. Fear of my previous life. I tried to perform Solah. The last one before my life will be taken away. The girl who was always beside me do the same. She's like a reflection of me in the mirror. Who cares about her. I started my prayer. I cannot even utter words of prayer. I was not khusyuk at all. All this chaotic situation rushed me. I panicked. The thought of regret struck me. All this years while I'm alive, I don't even care. God given me time enough as it was. At the end of my day, I panicked because I never done enough. I know that I was going to die. But only regrets that I left for the world. That's it then. I don't remember whether I continue dreaming or wake up. Nonetheless, it felt real.

In the name of Allah, the Beneficent, the Merciful.

Praise be to Allah, Lord of the Worlds. The Beneficent, the Merciful. Owner of the Day of Judgment. You (alone) we worship; You (alone) we ask for help. Show us the straight path. The path of those whom You have favoured. Not (the path) of those who earn Your anger nor of those who go astray.

current mood: (leisure)

Fun, Zero-Gravity Experiment!!!!

2010-05-24T16:27:00.000+08:00

Thanks to Arashi, I can share this fun experiment.

Whoever read this, crank up your head and let's think of the answer together.
It's science and physics, ya know!
Now, now. Here's the question:
If you release a butterfly in zero gravity, what will happen?

any idea.., anyone?

And now the experiment will begin in.....

3, 2, 1...START!!

1. Don't worry, you don't need to go to the outer space to carry out this experiment.
You just need a jet and a butterfly!......

Yes, you can only experience 20 seconds zero gravity. You know, it's exactly like when you ride a swing and swing as high as you can, forth and back, and somewhere in between from higher place and swinging down, you feel very light and kind of floaty?! It's the same situation here.

WARNING!!
If you are scared that you become like these during the experiment......

Yeah. There's always a side effect when you are in transition to weightless condition.

Don't worry! It's not you who'll do it. It's Captain Ohno and Aiba-chan!!Yay!!

2. Now, moving forward, let's experience zero gravity!!

First, you will suffer. Your body, internal organs, everything will get really heavy. For example, Oh-chan's weight is around 53kg. So moments before zero gravity, his weight becomes 106kg!!!!
That's the faces you get when you are too heavy. Want to start dieting??

Once zero gravity starts, you'll float...and flying everywhere. Your heads upside down, you'll spinning.
Look! Even the camera guys cannot stay still.

You'll move so much that you cannot stop your butt from showing off to the camera. xD
You cannot stop spinning and floating and bump into walls that you start to ask for help. Don't worry Aiba-chan...I'll save you!!<3<3<3

Once it's over, you are so relieve that you want to sleep on the floor. No. That's the landing poses. But, it's fun yo!

3. Okay. That's human for ya. For butterfly which can fly, what do you think will happen?
I'll give you hints:
-Butterfly has uplifting force and charging(forward) force.
-They'll go 'whoo'.
-The professor who suggest the experiment vote that butterfly can still fly along with half others. While another half professors they vote butterfly can't even fly.

4. What do you say??
Apart from fly or not fly, can you expect other types of movement that's possible?

In the end, can a butterfly fly properly in zero gravity???

P/s: For those who already watch Odoroki no Arashi, keep it with you for a while, please. Onegaishimasu!
For those who have no idea, challenge your brain limit.
Ganbatte kudasai!

current mood: (amused)

Cat Stevens : How I Came To Islam

2010-05-23T00:43:00.000+08:00

Accidentally, I stumbled upon this article while I browsed the internet. Yes. It's exactly as the title says- Cat Stevens : How I Came To Islam.------> Click to read the full article.

Somehow I know but I really don't know him at the same time. Meaning, I'm aware that he's exist but I don't know the true story about him. Why? Because my friend listens to his nasheed a lot. The famous one would be "Your Mother". I heard that lots. My father also listens to him. His famous song "Father and Son". Heard my father humming the song. Sometimes he played it on his PC loudly. I did hear it on the radio too, long before I aware of Yusuf Islam.
One way or another, I did feel curious about him but I never really bothered by it. Maybe one tenth of the world know about his story but I was not. It has been years since my vague curiosity, who knows I came across him. I mean his story, not the person himself. xD

I am intrigued by his experience of searching for the right path. I learn a lot from it. The first thing about what he said of his upbringing makes me remember something I learned.

" I was born in a Christian home, but we know that every child is born in his original nature - it is only his parents that turn him to this or that religion. I was given this religion (Christianity) and thought this way."

It makes me think of a certain hadith about human Fitrah(Nature). Yes. It's exactly like Yusuf says. We are born in our original nature that is Islam.

Every child is born on Islam (by his very nature) but then his parents make him Jewish, Christian, or Magian.

Narrated by al-Bukhari and Muslim

Pardon me of those pencil scribbles here and there. I scan it from my Arabic book. Still in the learning phase in the Arabic language. Ganbarimasu!
Alright, back to the topic. Here we can see the word used here is al-Fitrah in Arabic. As narrated by Bukhari and Muslim, human's fitrah here is Islam. Yep. When a child is born, it has with it a natural belief in God. If a child were left alone, it would grow up aware of Almighty God in His Unity, but all children are affected by the pressures of their environment. This what Yusuf experienced. Along with nature and his mind(al-Aqal), he starts to question his belief. Somewhere deep down within him, he knew that he was against his nature. Thanks to God, he found a way to revert to his nature.

I am grateful to Allah for being born in an Islam family. I believe almost all Malays do. We are protected along with our nature. Back to the history, 'blind imitation' of citizens to their Sultan made them revert to Islam. I use 'blind imitation' here because we just follow, do what we learn without even questioning why even we do it? For what? Somehow being born in an Islam family has its own pros and cons. I had this discussion with my sister about 'blind imitation'. She raises some conscious in me.
This is what she said, "We are following Mazhab Shafie, right? Do we even know who he is? His life?".
I said, "No."
"Then why are following him in the first place if we don't know him?", she said.

Dang! That hits me. Even now. Being born in an Islam family makes me taking advantage of everything. I was being ignorant. I just swallowed what I've been spoon-fed with. No. It is never enough. It is as if I read the Quran and not understanding a thing. It is as if I say those words of doa' in prayers but I don't even know what is I'm asking from God. No. It is never enough. May Allah forgive us.

Yes. I have my fitrah. But do I maintain it? I still have a long, long way to go.
Thanks to his story, I manage to think these sorts of questions.

Drink MILO

2010-05-16T10:50:00.000+08:00

I know. Though it's my 2nd blog, I just have too much time on my hands here.
Thanks to my sis, I'm starting to write. Not about myself or what I feel.
I'm not the kind of a person who can express my feelings easily. Or maybe a little will do.
Yeah. Emotional stuff is boring. At least for me.
I'll share what I've been learning, things that benefit me and maybe some.
And some fandom stuff too! It seems fun.
Yeah. It's contradict. And random. But hey! Don't be too serious!
Please regard me kindly.
~Yoroshiku Onegaishimasu!~

current mood: (hungry)