kalau belum baca,, biar Nadh ulang balek tittle entry nih,,: : :
THIS IS MY LIFEni bukan pasal " THIS IS MY LIFE.. NOT YOURS.... SO GET THE HELL OUTTA MY BUSINESS" ,,, tapi sebenarnya pasal karangan la...... teacher ada bagi homework..... kena buat karangan pasal tajuk kat atas tuh.......... kering jugak otak nak fikir....... da penat sangat,, Nadh ambil keputusan nak cerita pasal kehidupan sebenar..... malas nak reka cerita laen..... entah la tibe tiba daya imaginasi Nadh tak berfungsi macam biasa....... haha..... padan muka kau Nadh,,, cuti sebulan bukan nak study kannn...... mengarang blog je keje kau..... da la kau tulis benda mengarut je kat blog kau ni...... kalau blog kau hidup,,, da lame dia bunoh diri tahu tak????
da la tu..... malas nak taip panjang panjang hari ni...... tadi da penat menulis karangan.......... korang baca je la karya Nadh yang berupa karya langsung nih....... kalau ada kesalahan tolong bagitahu yea......
My name is Fatin Nadhirah. This name is in Arabic and it is meaningful. Everybody have their own life. Some people enjoy their life but some of them have to face the no ends of misery and trouble in their life. Supposedly, we should not be ingratitude and keep complaining about our life. On the other hand, we must be grateful either comes rain or shine to our life.
Just like the others, I have my own life and it is far cry from others. If my classmates can hang out with their friends and riding their motorcycle together every evening, my life is vice versa. My social life is suffered. Some people says that I arrogant. They say that I do not want to be friends with them. They do not get me. I am as bashful as schoolgirl. If you know me well, I am very shy and hardly to get along with strangers. Correctly, not just with strangers, but with my classmates too that I communicate with them once in a blue moon.
I admit that I do not have any friends from other school. I can count my friends with my long and tiny fingers. But, I have a great time with them. I love them. I really appreciate them because of their willingness to be friend with me. They have put me on top of the world. Unfortunately, I can only spending my time with them at the school. I forget all my misery and problems that I have at home when I with them.
In reality, I have a split personality. Sometimes, I become a bashful and demure girl. If you with me in a room and you wait for me to starts the conversation, I can tell you that it will not happen. If you hold your tongue, then the room will be as silent as grave. Critical, isn’t it? Honestly, I feel awkward with someone that I do not know well. I feel shy with boys too even though he is my best friend. Even worse, I feel as timid as mouse with my relatives.
However, sometimes I can be talkative and cheerful. I become like this when my girlfriends are around and at home. My teachers often surprised to see my different behaviour. My manner at school is hundred percent unlike with my manner at home. My friends will not believe their eyes if they come to my place. I always act formally at school but at home, I go bananas. But, it does not mean that I act like a banana-eater. My behaviour often chop and change, as changeable as the weather.
Despite my joy, I am suffering inside. My parents control my life. They fix the rules and regulations for me. I have to abide by their dos and don’ts or I will get myself into hot water. They will give me a piece of my mind and I have to face the music. I must go home right after school hour. I cannot go out and meet my friends just like the others. If I want to meet them, they will ask many questions as if they are policemen. They will consent only after they satisfy with my answer.
I do not have any clue whether I should be happy with the situation or not. Occasionally, I feel glad to have parents like them. I know that they will get worry if there is something happens to me if they allow me to go out. It shows that they love me so much. But on the other side of my heart, I am looking for freedom. My parents never let me go out of their sight. I feel shackled. Funnily enough, I love to have a life like this.
Therefore, I kill many hours surfing Internet. I sign up many social website such as Facebook, Tagged, MySpace, Friendster, etc. I get many friends there and I really had a time of my life. I started using social website at the tender age of 10. The social websites had opened my slit eyes widely that there are many types of people out there. Consequently, I am addicted to Internet. It seems not right if I did not use the Internet even for single day.
In addition, I love to coop up in my room. I feel calm and out of harm’s way. Unluckily, my parents do not understand me. They think that I am hiding something from them. I just want to search for peace that can be only found in my room. I cannot stand chaos which always made by my siblings. I feel discomfort in the hubbub. There are some people that in contrast with me, right? I do not have any idea why I become like that. Maybe I am suffering from hullabaloo bipolar.
However, anything that comes in my life, I have to confront it. Although I have a hard nut to crack, I have to solve it instead of escape from the problems. It is the sentences that I often hear and I think it is true. We cannot act like we live on a bed of roses. We cannot deny that sometimes we have to deal with hardship in our life. It is a fact which we have to accept. Bear in mind, every cloud has silver lining.
so,, camne karangan Nadh kali nih?? sedap ke tak sedap?? nak kena tambah garam lagi ke?? ehh Nadh,,,, apa yang kau mengarut ni hah?? okeeeyyy.......... sebelum jari jemari Nadh mula mengarut lebih banyak lagi,,, I better say goodbye~~
No comments:
Post a Comment
leave your comment here.thanks.