| Silent Soul |
| 26 years ago, A small miracle came to alive in this lonely planet, and they named her Savanna. She Loves Poetry,cravin for good Foods and Books, mad about her Mum, and solemnly looking for her soulmate. |
| She Loves |
| Her Mum and Dad, Her only brother, Her true-blood-friends, and The lovely crafted blue Minaret of her Palace, green green grass of The Park, The Towers, Her comfy room, Her workplace, The Thrilling Black Gold Hunting Project, and Heavenly Kisses from HiM. |
| She Does |
| Fall in love and get amused so easily ,run under the rain , laugh till it hurts, sing so beautifuly, appreciate beauty even if it's not pretty, feel romantic all over for nothing at all ,wear lace and skirts, listen to oldies goodies, believe in emancipation but not feminism, go ballistic over good friends,craving for coffee and chocolates, stay at home during weekend and feel good about it. |
| She Does Not |
| Go for Look, Talk behind, stand being alone, like veggies too much, eat sushi,sleep with lights on, play any instruments, believe in pagan and atheist, worship worldy affairs. |
| She Would |
| Be a writter, singer, poet, anything but silent stalker. |
|
| Thursday, January 12, 2006 |
|
I don't really believe in superstitious but for the sake of God,
Darn!!!!! It was a shocking news....come on....Internet...my name...how come...
I gotta becareful. |
posted by Nayma @ 11:23 AM  |
|
|
|
|
|
Having a thought to share this poem to my dearest friends. Oriah is one of my favorite authors and since I have intense interest in poetry, this one is quite a bite for me and hopefuly for you. Taken from her book titled "The Invitation" which I read few years back, here is a bite of it. What I learn from this simple piece of art is that Don't take someone that you love and care for granted. Ouch what a lame line, please excuse me as I'm in IUC moodd..hehhehe..( ngga nyambung), But for my humble consideration, I enjoyed the last IUC which was held few days back in the camp.
It was marvellous experience for an old lady like me to be with the energetic, humurous and loving youngsters like y'all ..yess..it's you I'm talking about.
I don't remember when was the last time I felt that much contained with laughter...hahhahaha...Thank you for brighten up my days..I really mean it.
Personally, I thank all my sweetie pies Junior specially those who were unfortunate to have me as their mentor for behaving so nice and natural .
I hate to admit that this is my last semester here and pertaining to my low-cost budget in contributing any useful emails to this darling mailing list, I humbly apologize to spam you with "oh so not important email like this one".
Giving a second thought, I should continue anyway. I love being a part of this organization, I'm so delighted for the fact that I 'm befriended by beautiful minded people whose sincerity has touched my life in their own way. It's classy indeed.
Thank you for your companion for the last few years, yet I won't resign soon from this Uni, not until I got kicked out form my last examination paper on April Insha Allah. Gotta go home with full hand anywayand that clumsy title at the back of my name..waaaaa..what a pathetic degree seeker I am.
SO for all of you..yes..all of you....Thank you so much....for the love, friendship, laughter, tears, foodss...hehhehe...everything that we've shared along the way. I treasure this friendship, this campus, and all of you.
Thank you for accepting me the way you do.
Love you all
|
| posted by Nayma @ 11:06 AM |
|
|
|
| Monday, January 9, 2006 |
|
The last three days were spectacular for me. It had been a long time since I enjoyed a warm, loving and enjoyable environment like that one. After some years, finally I did again the so called outbound and jungle trekking. Yup, I swam like a dolphin with full attire in that oh so beautiful waterfalls. I wanted to freeze that beautiful moment forever in my mind, a moment where I could breath freely without any hesitation and fear, a moment where I could sing on the top of my lung, where I could cherish people around me with my laughter, where I felt appreciated and needed, Oh My..what a beautiful moment indeed. I praise the God for giving me an opportunity to be once my self again, the old me, the way I used to be. I could see the strength from my inner soul grows as I become more energetic. I would have assumed my self lying flat on the bed sleeping for at least 10 hours after such a tiring day yesterday, but because of the sense of happiness I got from that particular activity, I couldn't help my self but to act more energetic. This morning I wake up 5.30 am in the morning , had my laundries done by 9 am, went to class without feeling dizzy and moreover, I am mentally recharged for anything.
|
| posted by Nayma @ 10:35 AM |
|
|
|
| Thursday, January 5, 2006 |
|
My Mum is sick, nerve and backache problem. I'm worried about her. God, please take a good care of her, She really needs me by her side. I hope to finish my study soon and go back home, Till then the best thing I can do is praying for her health to recover. I love you Mum |
| posted by Nayma @ 9:01 AM |
|
|
|
| Tuesday, January 3, 2006 |
|
Happy Birthday To You Dear,
Yes, It's still you...
The Object of my affection
May God give you happiness and tranquility
I may not be with you
but God is with you
Always... |
| posted by Nayma @ 6:55 PM |
|
|
|
|
|
I had a fine time with the kids during the midnight celebration on Saturday. We watched the fire cracker painting the skies with its lively bright color from the condo. It was beautiful. I ran after little SJ, WJ, and ZD. It was a fine night indeed; I didn't miss anybody, so it was the greatest achievement for my New Year eve. Despite my joyous celebration with the kids, on Friday, I got a real bad fit. I was psychologically drowned. I had a quite severe mental breakdown. It was so bad to the extent I cried out loud and called my ex 4 am in the morning his time. It was mad. I cried for the first 5 minutes on the phone without saying a thing, finally after I catch my breath, I was able to speak, or may I say humming and bluffing about anything that came first in my dizzy and exhausted mind. I managed to deliver a very unimportant and silly message of how I was dying to see him and have him by my side, and if it wasn't bad enough, I added some spicy couture line of how I love him, and it was totally a crap. I couldn't even imagine my self; an intelligent woman in her 25's saying those lame and idiotic lines. Oh, how pathetic I am.
So here I am making an old sappy confession to my deaf and dumb pc, and hoping after finishing writing this statement, I will be able to breathe normally without bearing a shame in every breath that I take. The worst part of that nightmare Friday was my fight with Mr. Buble or should I say...pecundang..gosh, how could I call him with such a name after all he's done...but heck...what he's been done to me was totally wreck for my sanity...I was mad as hell when I found out he said something or should I put this way...he asked something to my mother. Yes, when it comes to my mother, I become extra sensitive and easily contaminated with a syndrome called Bitch Fit (I got it from watching The White Chicks).
Anyway, talking about my one and only brother, I got a headache from reading his SMS. I really care about him but what he wrote to me was so gross in my perception after all of things that happen in my life and our lives....I mean..come on..he's too young to be legally attached to someone,.....we're talking about marriage for God sake.I was disappointed by the marriage institution and got scammed from my ex. Now, I have to hear the same old story from my own brother about his version to marry God knows girl in his 20's. Forgive me but I couldn't stand hearing such a lame and old-fashioned statement for reasoning a jobless boy who couldn't even feed him self marrying a school girl for the sake of saving his chastity.
My sibling and I are completely out of our minds if it comes to love and marriage. It's so sad to see him in this way because I know how it feels and I beg God for not letting anybody that I love to experience this kind of estranged love. I would not do the same mistake if I were him and if I were able to discover the truth behind my simple reasoning at that time.
By deliberating my wildest imagination, I had to deal with my own guilt and hesitation.....and now my sin has spilled its darkest spell on my own brother....Oh God, please forgive me and don't let him bear the pain I had for betraying my own heart..... |
| posted by Nayma @ 5:49 PM |
|
|
|
|
| Savanna Who |
|
![]()
Name: Nayma
Home: Hilarious 'n Buzzin City, J.a.k.a.r.t.a
About Me: Witty, Jolly, anxious, loves poetry and fine books, chocolate, NO Milk for now, weight gain syndrom, yellow-whitish, chubby, married to on heavenly man, dedicated to be a Mother, NO workaholic :D, you read it right...sleazy munching over deadlines and flowerful days of becoming a Mother.
Can't get Enough...
|
| Previous Post |
|
| Treasure Box |
|
|
| Links |
|
|
| Template by |
|
|
