Hell yeah. School's starting tomorrow. One thing I'm really looking forward to is doodling at my notes, and damn, I do really miss swift smooth highligters! Hahahahaha. Other than that, what kinda classmates, fact that they're all gonna be working adults. Alot of business cards will definately be exchanged and a broader social network. Who knows I might land myself a job in an events company! I wish.

Other than that, dad's out at general ward now, alhamdulillah. It's funny in a way where he's being very demanding, even in times of sickness. Like recently, he asked me to clear my cupboard which has my old poly books and notes in it. He remembers tiny little errands that have yet to be done, like changing the tank water, giving away the turtles etc. Talking about my turtles, they're goddamn big now. I remember blogging about what horny turtles I have, just can't seem to find that particular entry.

And I was down with stomach virus twice! Can you imagine how pantang I had to be with the food and drink I take? Unbelievable. Also, the no of times I visited the toilet, to vomit and pass motion, countless. Not forgetting the abdominal pain I had to endure. But the worst has yet to come, childbirth! Okay let's skip that. So now, I gotta be extra careful with what I put in my mouth, for my own health's sake. Good in a way coz you know, I might just loose those muffins, bad in a way coz I like to eat!

Oh, about the resolutions that I thought of deciding earlier, I might as well just forget about it. I'll learn things along the way, here and there, with God's guidance of coz. For a change this year, I won't let some rules or regulations change my life for the better. I'll just go with the flow, changes are good, if not, back to resolulations again next year. :)

OMG, finally an update after a long hiatus. If there are still people reading this blog of mine, kindly leave a note.

Anyways, as some of you might've known, my family and I was going through a hard time for the past few weeks as my dad was hospitalised. As of 4th December, it's been a month. He's still in high-dependancy ward recovering. I finally brace myself to be transparent, as after much prayers and hope, my dad is very much slowly recovering, alhamdulillah. My dad was diagnosed with lung infection; pneumonia. The infection was treated with antibiotics, and currently my dad needs to work his lungs again to breathe on his own. Whenever I visit him, he's looks like his containing a bundle of emotions. Sometimes angsty, sometimes determined, and at other times kinda upset as well. Nevertheless, I took Sporty's advice, to constantly remind him of the positive things to look forward to once he's home, for now, his grandchild, my princess Maiya. My dad needs more time before he is well enough to get home, and everyday I still pray for his recovery.

As for me, everything changed when this unfortunate incident took place, and I meant everything.

Can you believe it, that I don't recall the number to an emergency ambulance on the day of the incident?

That aside, it was a routine for me, between work, hospital and home. Frankly speaking it was goddamn exhausting. Both physically and mentally weak, I broke down twice, I remember vividly. It could've been many more times, but they were people around me who stayed twice as strong, as such I couldn't let my weak side affect them. That question Brother asked, "Are you prepared for this?" I could go on and on, sharing all these upsetting experience I went through, but I guess I won't. Let's leave it this way, and look forward to even better things, insyaallah.

I come from a very small family, and my only sibling is my Brother. Other than that, the only people I could count on during hard times are my Mother, and of coz Ashraf. The latter has been of great support to me and family. I appreciate his trips to the hospital and my house just to keep me company. Thank you, I love you. My Brother, without him, I would've been a lost cow in a open field. The fact that he's in the medical line, he was deeply involved with my dad's recovery. You know, medical officers and nurses always throw you with medical jargons that you won't understand. My Brother actually Googles it, and questioned every medication, operation and procedures that my dad went through. Now that's very different from just approaching a nurse asking, "How's my dad?"

Also not fogetting a few close friends who showered me with concern.

Nuff sad stories.

Just that, I've grown up much more than I expected during this one month. I cut down hooray-hoorays, and took consideration in all the things I do, from working to dating to socialising. Priorities set have to be followed, because regret to me, is a pointless feeling. I've always believed that opportunities comes by rare, but choices are always stay.

Oh dear, this is getting to be a long post, are you still reading?

On 31st Dec 2009, everyone partied, everyone countdown-ed. Not me of coz, lookign at the circumstances. I always get excited concluding my resolutions and looking forward to a new year, but somehow it was much the same recently. Soon, I hope if time is on my side, I wanna sit down and reflect 2009 and start resoluting(is there even such a word?). I know it's a lil late, but to me, it's never too late if you wanna make a change.

Ok to clear things, if I sound depressing to you, I'm not! I'm just tired, but my mood's still up high. Tired coz the amount of workload, preparing for school, trips to the hospital, dating and socialising, it's all overwhelming! Still coping though, I'm Wonderwoman for a reason.

I feel good after blogging. Yum.