absurd
That funny moment when you're tagged in a post by an account that you don't even follow. and they too didn't follow you. and you've never heard of this account before. does this happen all the time at twitter? or maybe because i seldom use twitter so i didn't know? maybe they're promoting their account? its says here that it is some sort of account that help muslim spouses. but wait a second, i'm not yet married. err.
nevermind. what matters is the message is still a good message.
so i was tagged, "Good women are for good men." ( An - Nuur : 26)
but its not the full sentence. here's the full sentence.
"Vicious women are for vicious men, and vicious men for vicious women. Good women are for good men, and good men for good women. These are absolved of what they say [about them]. For them is forgiveness and a noble provision." (24:26)
but. i am not a good person.
these few days i do thought about partners and all. that i have to tell about me, about my health prob etc. but there comes to a point when i thought that, how would another human being deal with me and my stubbornness level. it's ultimately superior that the only person who can deal with it with a smile is my abah. yes him. his patience level is beyond imagination. impresses me all the time. well mom too deals well with it but she do all the nags first of course. hehe.
I've always messed things up since i was a kid. i hold the record of breaking the most glasses (by accident). burnt the most clothes when ironing. carelessly cycle around and almost got hit. abruptly emotional. i always got too preoccupied playing with friends. when we're kid everyone is a friend. and everyone's house become ours too. haha. i think i've entered most of the house in this neighborhood when i was a child. omg. didn't realize that i was once a kid who socialize that well. what happened to that kid? haha. oh yeah, she has grown up and became a little bit, introvert. a little bit ke? and yeah things only gets better when i was in high school. the rebellion phase kinda slowly fading.
i was just a typical rebellious kid. maybe worse than you. i was a troublemaker. i still am. but i only create trouble with people who i feel safe the most. La Familia.
people always say things like, "you don't look like someone who creates trouble". well, you can say that. because wasabi does look harmless too.
my childhood and teenage life wasn't all that sunshine and rainbows, as they thought. neither was i'm a dutiful kid. but time flies and people change anyway.
"know that if people are impressed with you, in reality people are impressed with the beauty of Allah covering your sins" [ibn Qayyim]
yeah I am a mess. you don't even know how messed up i could be.
i guess sometimes i still want to be that 10 years old kid who break glasses.
"because she was just a kid" .. that is what parents have always thought. in their eyes we will always be just a child.
but its time to move on. it's time to break less glasses. justttt kiddingg. but yeah, gotta move on.
...
p/s:
i was sad. its been a while since i cried. now that i wrote something, i cheered up. bye.
assalamu'alaikum.
nevermind. what matters is the message is still a good message.
so i was tagged, "Good women are for good men." ( An - Nuur : 26)
but its not the full sentence. here's the full sentence.
"Vicious women are for vicious men, and vicious men for vicious women. Good women are for good men, and good men for good women. These are absolved of what they say [about them]. For them is forgiveness and a noble provision." (24:26)
but. i am not a good person.
these few days i do thought about partners and all. that i have to tell about me, about my health prob etc. but there comes to a point when i thought that, how would another human being deal with me and my stubbornness level. it's ultimately superior that the only person who can deal with it with a smile is my abah. yes him. his patience level is beyond imagination. impresses me all the time. well mom too deals well with it but she do all the nags first of course. hehe.
I've always messed things up since i was a kid. i hold the record of breaking the most glasses (by accident). burnt the most clothes when ironing. carelessly cycle around and almost got hit. abruptly emotional. i always got too preoccupied playing with friends. when we're kid everyone is a friend. and everyone's house become ours too. haha. i think i've entered most of the house in this neighborhood when i was a child. omg. didn't realize that i was once a kid who socialize that well. what happened to that kid? haha. oh yeah, she has grown up and became a little bit, introvert. a little bit ke? and yeah things only gets better when i was in high school. the rebellion phase kinda slowly fading.
i was just a typical rebellious kid. maybe worse than you. i was a troublemaker. i still am. but i only create trouble with people who i feel safe the most. La Familia.
people always say things like, "you don't look like someone who creates trouble". well, you can say that. because wasabi does look harmless too.
my childhood and teenage life wasn't all that sunshine and rainbows, as they thought. neither was i'm a dutiful kid. but time flies and people change anyway.
"know that if people are impressed with you, in reality people are impressed with the beauty of Allah covering your sins" [ibn Qayyim]
yeah I am a mess. you don't even know how messed up i could be.
i guess sometimes i still want to be that 10 years old kid who break glasses.
"because she was just a kid" .. that is what parents have always thought. in their eyes we will always be just a child.
but its time to move on. it's time to break less glasses. justttt kiddingg. but yeah, gotta move on.
...
p/s:
i was sad. its been a while since i cried. now that i wrote something, i cheered up. bye.
assalamu'alaikum.
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