In the name of Allah,
most gracious, most merciful.
Middle of the week, i went to Carousel lunch buffet with my old friends. Yes, as if im not already fat. hoho.
We arrived at 1230 and left at 230. you have no idea how much we ate. I think, the first thing i ate was slices of lamb meat which is sooo delicious. the kind that it doesnt matter if its served hot or cold like however it should be, cause its still delicious and juicy. i ate lentils( i think) that’s mixed with mushroom.it tastes nice too. the water is fixed to mineral water..aww man..but it’s wokay. 
haha. so that’s our first dish, khai had more meat on her plate and she already felt like a carnivore with the beef sausage and whatever meaty. lol.
my second dish was pasta with alfredo’s sauce and something2.
When comes to think about it, i dont think i ate much of the main course.
haha. i do remember eating chocolate mousse that erica brought to her plate but never ate it. ooo..strawberries/marshmellows/grapes/honeydew in a stick dipped in chocolate. i had green tea creme brulee and so many other desserts. we should have gone for high tea buffet instead. cause we defintely didnt eat the indian/malay cuisines and whatever main course they had.
erica was being herself. and Alhamdulilah i had fun. although, i seem not to be talking.lol. i hate meet ups actually. Not the company. i love my old friends. but it’s the kind of conversation that will be having. how the other people we know are doing. bitching and gossiping. God, i Hate that. it’s nice to know how the person is doing, but Alhamdulilah, my “i don’t care” attitude is the one that helps me refrain from talking.
not that much of an angel, please, i’m not. i know i’m not. Alhamdulilah with this verse i keep recite by heart;
”…..There is no god but thou: glory to thee: I was indeed wrong!” : Al-anbiya (21:87)
i see my mistakes clearer and how dark my heart is.
on a lighter note, my tummy was so bloated, i feared that i would be too lazy and excuse myself from zuhr prayers.
oh thank God. Thank God. the syaitan’s whisperings is still that far.
soon enough, after they were done waiting for me, we walked around, sat and chat for abit. and by 330, we headed back home leaving eric and khai behind.
Then, thursday came. i had such a bad stomachache. i kept on going to the toilet. and even now, my tummy is still upset. hehe. but i need to run!
so tummy, please get well soon.
InsyaAllah.
Haiz, my iman’s battery is really low nowadays. i confess that i rarely talk to God.
I saw my brother; after solat, a few istighfar perhaps, and immediately rose, fold the sejadah and left.
and i saw myself doing just like that.
Dear Allah,
to You i seek mercy and pray too.
Now that you have given me hidayah and open my eyes to the truth..please guide me along and accept my flaws and help me straighten my path like a path of a matyr.
For You, i rather die a thousand times getting stabbed during war; cause i know with that, i’ll get to paradise and return back to You. insyaAllah.
