A Journal of a Journey

I am not good at expressing myself



















To my family,
(I know none of them will be reading cause they don't have the link to my blog.It's better that way.HAHA)


You know how it's hard for me to say sorry whenever I did something wrong
I dont know if it's because the ego of the eldest or what


I hardly say I love you and Thank You.It's too hard that I would just remained silent when I know the best thing to say at that moment would be Thanks, at least

There are times when I feel like crying but i can't cry in front of you guys
I guess it is the ego of being the eldest.


I don't like being asked around to do something
but instead I like to do something without being asked
I think It's more sincere


I tend to give bad comments 
Cause I feel like it's better to hear it from me than others


I am not good at complimenting
When I want to compliment sometimes it just comes out the other way round


But Umi, Abah, Ihsan, Hannan, Aisyah, Mashi & Mushi
Just feel it with your <3













To my Friends,

Giving compliments are to be on the weakest side of me
Saying sorry is to be of a great lose to me
Uttering thanks are a bit hard for me
I love you would be those words where I just rather let it be
Not really keen of speaking those warm words to anybody
A few would realise this side of me
I am the kind that still learns to see
That somehow there is this reality
That is unknowingly to be part of me
I am not good at expressing the inner me
When actually there are a lot of things to say from me
But just feel it with your heart
That Husna here sees what you actually see
When you see in the mirror that pretty face of yours
Husna sees it too
But she is not the kind to say it out loud
All your kindness she felt she scribbles it in her memory
Not to let the whole world knows
But she do feel it

"I am not good at expressing

Forgive me for that side of me

It's not that of a big deal actually

I'm sure you will hear from others

Of your natural beauty colours"