glory, a poem.

5 minutes parenting experience, i guess

28th September 2022. It's been a while I didn't talk about dream since the last time about the prince charming who woke me up for Fajr prayer if you guys could recall. And this morning's dream is nothing less as happy as that one. I dreamt that I woke up from everyday sleep like always but there were lots of people waiting around the bed. It was like around 30 people I don't really recognize but they somehow knew me in that dream. First when I got my eyelids opened they were all cheering and talking to each other " Raihana is awake, Raihana is awake " as if I slept for a quite long time and I was like, " oh yes, I am ". I looked at those faces and I really, didn't know who they are, however their expressions and behaviors subtly indicating that I was in a comma. Like always, I usually drink some water after my sleep - So I rose from that bed and tried to walk to the kitchen. The kitchen was filled with natural lighting, as warm-yellowish as h...

As reckless as I could.

26 October 2022, padre's birthday. \\ It's vital for you to turn on Peterpan's Mungkin Nanti before indulging into this entry// Currently having my time, though I have tons to be think of; 1. Heritage, since I am one of the group leaders. It's never sounds easy to handle 25 people to go oversea ya know. 2. Design, I did some research about our upcoming furniture project for RnR before asr today and cant wait to vomit the idea on butter paper trrow. And 1 last thing is the stupid folder I need to prepare for Journalism Club (clap hands everyone) for we'll be having a workshop soon this Saturday but I'm planning to ask the program manager trrow night, REHEARSAL. I know I often prioritize my schedule but there's always reason why things were so better back then., maybe because I wrote a lot. So indeed I am here because I am in need of this, I have to write this story. From my previous post where I spilled there was this one guy who likes me, now let me tell ...

you dont have to care if you dont :)

20th Dec 2022. Dear all, This is going to be a quite friendly reminder and somewhat indirect letter which means I tried as best as I could to not offend anyone with my words. For those who find me interesting, thank you. For those who are willing to be there when I need you, thank you. For those who accept me for who & what I am, thank you. I seriously have nothing in the world to compare with your kindness. All I could do is to pray and ask Allah to grant each of you His highest jannah and I promise you, I won't be selfish. You will have my back for the rest of your life. I'm not going to stop appreciating you in everything I do, I have achieved, for those are the things that makes difficulty feels lots better. I am legit nobody. I humbly know how pathetic the level of knowledge I'm currently at and I don't ask anyone to praise me the way I don't deserve. If you don't like me, feel free to feel so. Don't feel burdened just because others seem to pat...

idea. of. you. ,. a. poem.

I like the idea of you The warmth of your smiles The cold tears you shed That cute laugh you make This illusion of you Keeps dancing inside my mind How I wish for it to be true Because this thought of you Is too much to bear For me to keep it inside -A.F, 21; why dont I make Raihana a poem?

PMS never felt this awful.

March 25th. One thing that no one will ever ask, but tonight sounds so melancholic, with my ears now stuffed with " Melancholy" from Spotify. Life is currently so sad. I am alone - with realisation of that particular one who might accept me more than I do to myself? But what am I doing now? Break his heart is the only specialty I'm good at. I slowly noticed how some faces are just masks they put on. Yet you are to spare forgiveness and acceptance for them as it's part of their "survival". I hate it when people mock my opinion and don't take my words seriously. I am exhausted of being selfless for those who dont even know how to appreciate. I am burning out, for too tightly holding on to myself and the things they considered as dignity and pride. I want cry my heart out when they told me they have spaghetti, and I was all starved for it, but then they ate it without any guilts. I feel bad, when that one old lecturer who favours me fell sick because I...

How to get rid of the pain while being injected! 💉💣 theory confirmed 😆

{ ١٩.٨.٢٠١٧ ، يوم السبت } Assalamualaikum w.b.t. 😀 so this year i'm 15 and the last injection i get is when i'm 15. 😇 so, when the due date is just around the corner... and your friends and seniors and teachers be like " 👿 ", they told you that the injection was " argh! " and the most painful injection ever! 💀👀 and you be like " argh " too. and came out the famous story of injection; that the needle is recycled one.. they use and reuse it.. so to make sure that it is cl3an from any dangerous type of organisms, they put the needle on fire so that the organisms are all dead. so pretty scary huh? you know,, a few days before injection, i was like I WANNA GET OUT OF SCHOOL. 🚶🏻💨 And i was planning when it is my turn I REALLY WANT TO RUN AWAY. AND I WAS THINKING THAT MAYBE MY UMI AND PAPA WILL JUST MAD AT ME for days BUT NOT FOREVER. AND TEACHERS WILL DEFINITELY LABELED ME AS the CHEEKIEST STUDENT EVER. 🐒 but that's fine to me for at lea...

🦋 It's Raihana & no one else 🦋

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