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Peanut butter is his best friend.
He enjoys reading graphic novels.
Superheroes rocks his boxer shorts. His heart is as strong as a rock.
He is as gentle as a flower.
Hijabs are cool, but so are beards.

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razan
tinkerbell
yati
rena
mizah
syaf
anees
suhaila
Nur
purevolume.com
lioncitydiy.com (Local Music Scene)
audioreload (Local Music Scene)
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Take Me Away(acoustic) - Lifehouse

Monday, May 29, 2006 @ 5:37 AM
Being mentally honest

I am in a wondering state of mind, basically i am doing a personal recap of my past r/ships with a certain type of genetically induced hormonally charged species called girls... whatever that means...

I had practically just had 2 r/ships during my life span of 23 years so far...just 2...not much.

Looking back at r/ship No 1...

It was a rather peaceful r/ship...but long...lasted nearly 4 years...which in the end taught me that good things never last...

While the 2nd r/ship...

Was a short and brutal one...that had me thinking...do nice guys always finished last?

Heck, living in the past will only eat me up...

If i were to be mentally honest to myself seriously right now, i'm having the time of my life...alhamdulillah...my life couldn't have been better with singlehood...which pardon my language...is way better than orgasm and football combined altogether...

Loving Allah...beats loving a girl hands down...loving Allah gives a certain pleasure & joy which i can never find in loving a girl...a kind of love that is hard to be put into words...loving Allah means missing him every minute...His name is mentioned in my heartbeat...instead of dup dup dup...it goes Allah, Allah, Allah...

Feeling the sweetness of iman in my heart...waking up in the middle of the night...prostrating myself to Him...calling out his name...crying out when making doa...asking for His love & forgiveness...when everyone is in La-la land dreaming away...

Hoping that during the day of judgement...my tears will save me...the very same tears that i cried begging & hoping for His love...everlasting love...

While loving Rasulullah...

Rasulullah SAW when he was about to pass away on his death bed...wasn't thinking about himself, nor wealth nor his own family...he kept mentioning...Ummati, Ummati...Ummat ku, Ummat ku...

He was mentioning about us...me and you alike...he cared about me and you...

How do we show our love for Rasulullah? Rasulullah...whom i have never met...saying selawat upon him...hoping for his syafaat during the day of judgement...living his sunnah...breathing his sunnah...

I'd rather be a loser in this life...than be a loser in the Hereafter.

Islam is not just my religion...Islam is my way of life.

Islam is my Everything.