2: Earliest Memory

Your Earliest Memory

I honestly don't know "earliest memory" is a thing until I watched How I Met Your Mother. I guess its not that big here compared to the States. It comes and go with time. Sorry guys I can't remember any.

I'll tell you a story of mine though. This is based on my mother's story. My late grandpa [my mother's father] comes to our home to do some operation because of his diabetes. He has to get his toes amputated because it has entered a critical stage. After the operation he stayed with us for a couple of months. You know that when people operate, there's wound right? I remember that every day my mom brings my grandpa to the hospital to get the wound dressed. Sometimes I tag along.

The story begins when one day, my mom can't find a nearby parking, so she dropped my grandpa [who sits on a wheelchair] my lil bro and me at the entrance while she search for a parking. Its 1993 mind that I'm about like 4 and my bro is like 2 at the time. She tell me to wait for her there. Being a kid that watches a lot of cartoons, I might have adapted a little and my 4 years old mind has an idea.

So I started to push my grandpa fast towards the doors to the dressing room. It's like a race between me and, I guess my imaginary friend. My lil bro just followed me. Can you imagine for someone who just has his toes amputated, how does my grandpa feels? I can't imagine his face but from what my mother told me, my grandpa tell her that he try to shield his amputated legs from doors by straightening his hand forward to push the doors. Thank God nothing bad happens.

Looking back now, I think its a little bit funny. Little Nadia, you wylie minx.

1st Day: Problems with Social media

5 Problems with Social Media

• Time wasters

Its a well known fact that people spend much time online. With the borderless connection, you can get anything, go anywhere and see whatever with no limit. Social media becomes important to almost everyone, even when people are not posting, they still open the app on their phone to scroll through anyone who does. Sometimes they spend hours just scrolling without doing anything productive. Like literally just scrolling.

• Unmention-ing, Subtweeting

The well know terms among social media users when someone post something heinous or sarcastic or just "let out their feeling" in social medias, and here's the catch; WITHOUT revealing the other person's name. I just call it chickens. Don't get me wrong, I often do this myself of twitter. I commonly rant about certain stupid driver that cuts the lane, or certain stupid salesperson that is rude to me.

I don't judge, but things like this has consequences. Like, when you go ahead and rant, and the status is about certain person that you actually know and follows you, lets name them X. You went on and on about X on twitter. These are the scenarios that I can think of the outcome from this situation:

• X notices. X feels guilty and apologizes - This is the most cotton candy outcome from this. Let's face it, life is not a cloud of cotton candy.
• X notices. X feels angry because you talk bad things about him, then subtweet war begins- Basically the most common outcome from this situation.
• X notices. X become hurt about the subtweet and decided keep a distance between you guys- Congratulations, you've ruined a friendship!
• X reads the subtweet but didn't think its about X- This outcome might makes you angrier than before
• X didn't even notice, but somehow Y reads it and think its about Y- Didn't I tell you this thing has consequences?
• and the cycle continues

• Stalkers

Confession: I'm a girl which means that I am a natural born stalker. I actually solve a problem using my stalking skill. I won't bore you with the details but, when something is POSTED ONLINE, sooner or later everyone will know about it. You do know the "private" setting is just an ornament right? How do you think Kim Kardashian get famous?

Thus, if you feel like you don't want people to know, don't post it online EVER. Don't be that dumb and trust the private option.

• Plagiarism

Most people post online their art; music, videos, poems, beautiful hand painting, photos, books, journals etc. It becomes a problem when some other person "stole" the art and claimed it to be theirs. And worst when they earn money from the art which technically they didn't.

People put  a lot of efford, heart and time into their art, please don't be selfish and just stole it without crediting to them. What do you have to lose if you credit? Maybe nothing for you but everything for them. The thing that you stole might be their livelihood. 

• Stupid Gossip

I think pretty much everyone knows where I came from here. Sometimes the gossip is utterly ridiculous but people still share it and believe it. There are gossips about certain celebrity, badmouthing certain products [sabotage] and so on. The one that I am a victim of; Islamophobia. I am a Muslim, proud to be one, and insyaallah will always be a believer till the end.

Use you common sense people, there are things that are obviously made up, don't just share it mindlessly. Lets say we spread love instead of hatred, the world will be a better place for everyone.

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I think I'm done for the day. Been a while, so how's my post? 

Have a wonderful weekend everyone!

30 Days Writing Challenge

Been a while since I really blogged, I kinda missed it. Saw a post on facebook and I think I would give it a try. This is the post:

So, this is the first day. I'll start at the next post. see you soon! [If anyone is reading, and future me]

Dear future husband,

"Before you came into my life I miss you so bad"

I used to think this feeling is impossible, and people are just hopeless romantics to actually feel this thing. But I've been feeling it for a while now.

You, I don't know who you are, where you at, what are you doing, and I'm pretty sure I haven't met you, or maybe I've met you but Allah puts this protective hijab between us until one time He permits. But dear, I'm starting to miss you, and wonder why aren't you here yet? Since a little girl I've always wonder who will be my other half. You know, someone to share my stories with, someone that can be silly together with me, you know, just someone. I used to think that my ex is, but maybe thats just conditional.

Please get here faster, I'm getting impatient. Because I know when you arrive, it'll be awesome. We'll be great together. We'll love each other so much. We'll be the picture of silliness. We'll bake together. We'll go have adventures together. We'll travel together. We'll smile together and cry together. We'll watch movies and series and talk about them together. Though its normal to have some arguments here and there, we'll still be together because of the love we share.

I don't want a Ross to my Rachel, a Chandler to my Monica is enough
I don't want a Barney to my Robin, a Marshall to my Lily will be cool.
I don't want a Lucas to my Peyton, a Nathan to my Haley would be wonderful.
In fact, I don't care if we're not the main characters; as long as we're together in love, that would be the best.

Please, dear you, please ask for directions, please waze our future, please don't waste any time lingering, because both our time is precious and life is too short to wait around. But I know you'll be worth it, insyaallah, so I'll wait for you. Just rush a little bit will you?

I'll be waiting here :)

Crush

I catch a glimpse of him from afar. Damn he still looks good. After knowing he's in the ceremony, I can't concentrate. My mind wander.

Back in my childhood days, he's not the "handsomest", but he sure is the smartest. I don't really know why I "like" him but that might be a helping factor. He's one of the good boys, not the naughty one you know.

As I'm handing out doorgifts for the ceremony, I saw him walking in right in front of me. I never really met him since 5th grade, so I don't know if he remembers me. Our eyes met and he smiles. Yes he smiles. He approached me and asked for a candy [one of the doorgifts]. Like someone under a magic spell, I just take the candy and give it to him.

Suddenly he says
"I just want one".

I didn't realize I grabbed two bags of the candy. The idiot that I am, I responded with
"do you want one of these, I made them"
pointing to my Baymax cupcakes.

I hand one of the cupcakes to him. And of course, that is the time when the candy bags in my hand decided to fall.

And he's like
"sorry"
then squat down to pick up the bags, take one of them and hand me the other one.

"Thank you"
says him and smiles.

The second smile throw me away making it hard to stand up, let alone talk calmly. I feel blood rushes to my face as I am now facing my childhood crush; looking better than ever, talking to me. He makes small talks and I respond as normal as possible whilst trying to get a grip of reality.

To be honest, I don't really remember what we talked about even though it just happened about 5 hours ago. I am too busy trying to act normal. About 5 minutes after that, our other childhood friends enter the ceremony and he greets them while I just smile at them, then he returns to our conversation. We talk for another 5 minutes then he excuse himself to rejoin his family inside and give me a last smile.

After he left, I lean on the table while growling and my mother asked me
"who is that?"
and I answered her.

I told her he was my childhood crush then she says
"Well, he's handsome".

The end.

p/s: I know he's not available. So...